The day dawned, and Ye Mushen woke up embarrassed.

The feeling of fullness under the body is heartbreaking.

Ye Mushen closed her eyes and recalled Ling Shang's appearance in a red dress.

He brushed up a tuft of his long hair and held it in his mouth.

Untie the ribbon of the red dress.

A red dress that fell to the ground.

Purple misty eyes.

Cool, pursed lips.

Slender neck.

White and immaculate back.

A ghostly ink lotus on her shoulders.

A perfectly curved waistline.

Ye Mushen imagined that he held Ling Shang in his arms, his chest pressed against his back.

His breathing became heavy.

Fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

The voice of Ling Shang calling himself "Ah Shen" sounded in his ears.

The pleasure is chilling.

Before reaching the top of the clouds, he heard Ling Shang say coldly, "Thank you."

His heart twitched fiercely, and his hands were hot and wet.

Ye Mushen was in a trance for a moment, got up and wiped off his mess.

Luopu autumn breeze, the most beautiful place in Luoyang.

On the high banquet platform, more than 200 coolies and attendants started to work early, and they came and went busily.

Yu Suiyun and Ling Shang arrived earlier than Ye Mu.

In the evening, it is the most beautiful time of the day, and the guests are also flocking.

At the entrance of the banquet table, two well-trained and pretty girls greeted the guests with professional smiles.

Needless to say, these guests are all people of status.

Most of them had dealt with Yemu before, and a few of them were old acquaintances who had drunk in front of him.

He greeted each guest and presented them with a sachet.

The idea of this sachet is still rain with the clouds.

Yu Suiyun got acquainted with Ling Shang since he got acquainted, so he often inquired about the way to protect his voice.

Ling Shang doesn't heal people, but he doesn't refuse this little thing about protecting his voice.

He gave Yu Suiyun a small sachet.

Hanging at the head of the bed at night, calming the nerves and helping them sleep, after waking up the next day, the throat that had been hanging for a day is also much soothed.

The guests of the banquet Taifu were given souvenirs that were easy to carry and had a unique effect before entering the banquet, which was an unwritten rule for high-ranking officials and dignitaries to enjoy the feast.

Ye Mushen struggled for two days for the choice of this souvenir, to reflect the noble identity of Taifu, but also to be unique and innovative......

Headache.

Yu Suiyun's proposal to give a sachet is really a wonderful idea.

Lu Qian once drummed up a "Qin Shi Mingyue", which is exquisite, and the layers of notes are tortuous and tactful.

Don't look at such a small one, but it costs one hundred and eighty taels of silver to get it.

This sachet was also all the rage, and it became another weapon for the aristocratic ladies and literati in Luojing City to be elegant.

The formula of "Qin Shi Mingyue" is extremely complex, and after Lu Qian finally developed the most perfect formula, he walked alone in the aromatherapy market in Luojing City with a sachet, invincible, and had no rival.

If there is no opponent, there is no challenge.

Unlike night ginseng; Lu Qian has been conscientious for nearly 30 years, and only believes in the word "challenge".

He quickly shifted to the battlefield again and went to mud.

The aromatherapy legend of Luojing City has come to an end, and it has become a big regret in the hearts of countless coquettish guests.

At present, the gift of Ye Mu ginseng is the collector's edition of "Qin Shi Mingyue" that Lu Qian hastened to produce for days.

In the end, he also kept one for himself and one for Ling Shang.

He was also particularly scheming to find someone to embroider the words "ginseng" and "business" on the top respectively.

Although in his opinion, the most intoxicating sachet in the world is the one that Ling Shang gave him a few days ago.

But if the two can wear a sachet embroidered with each other's names, it will be ......

It's also a relationship, right?

Hey.

After the polite greetings, the guests took their seats.

Twilight is already dark.

Thousands of Kong Ming lanterns rose in the sky, illuminating the entire banquet platform.

During the banquet, the lights were like fireflies, flickering on and off.

The red light on the banquet platform was pervasive, and the set was the next battle, embattled on all sides.