As the focus of attention, Qin Yunchuan in the second room of Tianzi still did not move at all.

This is really cold and cold-

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covered her eyes sadly.

"Qin Lang, I have already watched you enter the second room of Tianzi, and now, my position as an oiran is not guaranteed, and I am about to lose my innocence. If this innocence is lost, there is no point in my life, why don't you come out and meet me? ”

While continuing, Xia Ling looked for hi hi in his mind.

"Hey, get ready!"

"Good Ratcha!"

Xia Ling thought in her heart, hi hi knew everything, it could give her the best cooperation.

And here, Xia Ling opened her mouth from the beginning, Qin Yunchuan didn't come out, she knew that no matter what she said after that, Qin Yunchuan would not come out.

Her current identity is a fireworks woman, and Qinghe was a woman from an official family at the beginning, and Qin Yunchuan didn't take it to heart.

Now, she has fallen into the Red Mansion, and Qin Yunchuan will not believe her words.

She wanted to use him now, and at most he could use his sympathy for her.

"Qin Lang, it seems that you really don't want to see me for the last time." Hooking his lips, Xia Ling laughed.

It was a smile with tears in her smile, and the clear tears slipped down her face like jade beads.

The beautiful and cold girl, dressed in white, stood sadly beside the red sandalwood cage, like a canary imprisoned in a cage......

Even ordinary men, when they were looked at by her sad eyes, they were afraid that they would be soft-hearted.

"Fifteen hundred taels of gold!"

Tianzi No. 3 room made a move.

"Okay, the guest officer of Tianzi No. 3 room has already ranked the price of Miss Lanzhi to 1,500 taels of gold, is there more?"

Guigong's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted the price.

And here, the maid behind Xia Ling said softly.

"Miss Qinghe, work harder, raise the price higher, Lan Zhi will really not surpass you!"

The maid's voice was soft, obviously treating Xia Ling's tears and sorrow as acting.

Xia Ling is indeed acting, but at this level, even the maid doesn't believe what she said before, how can Qin Yunchuan believe it?

From the girl playing the piano and singing, to confessing to the man in the second room of the Son of Heaven in public, all this happened in an instant.

Fifteen hundred taels of gold, which is already a very high price, overpowering Lan Zhi......

Therefore, if no one bids higher than this, this time the position of Oiran, Xia Ling will already be able to sit firmly.

But the girl stood there, her tearful starry eyes, and after hearing the hint of fifteen hundred taels, she still stared at the closed door of the second room of the Son of Heaven.

"Qin Lang! Don't you even want to see me for the last time? So what's the use of Qinghe alive—"

Desperate muttered.

The girl turned around, took a few steps, opened the door of the red sandalwood cage, and jumped directly from the cage.

The hexagonal Red Building, with a five-story structure in the center and two cages fixed in the middle, is a three-story building.

At such a height, it is at least about ten meters above the ground.

The girl jumped as she spoke, and the white veil flew up like a white butterfly.

Some people gasped, some people opened their eyes wide, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the girl, otherwise the next moment the girl died, they would not be able to fill their eyes again......

However, the girl clearly showed most of her complexion, and the jade-colored belly pocket and obscene pants covered a small part.