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The three people sitting in the pavilion are none other than Tang Manqing, Shui'er, and the ancient town is far away.

Linglong Villa is a man's paradise, few women will come, this time Tang Manqing came here, not to have fun, but to find Sister Hong, but after all, she is a woman, and she is the lord of Yanluo, because of her identity, she has to disguise herself as a man.

Shui'er is not used to looking at these maids dressed up in flowers and branches in Fengyue places, and she is even more unaccustomed to the men who come here to look for flowers and willows.

But.

Tang Manqing doesn't care.

In her mind, as long as she doesn't steal, rob, kidnap or cheat, she earns money with her own ability and talent, and there is no distinction between noble and lowly.

What's more, she also believes that if there is another choice, these maids are afraid that they will not fall into this land of fireworks.

Of course.

It is not excluded that those women who are lazy and lazy.

It can only be blamed on the fact that the world laughs at poverty and does not laugh at prostitutes, and it can only be blamed on the fact that young people nowadays are too heavy in comparison and too fond of vanity.

As for the man who came here to look for flowers and ask willows, although she was a little unaccustomed to it, she just couldn't get used to it, just like she couldn't get used to bullying men and women.

Then.

An old man walked over.

Tang Manqing knew him, he was the steward of Linglong Villa, and an old Wei senior.

Tang Manqing stood up and saluted.

"The county lord is really old. Wei Laocheng was terrified, and said: "The county lord is the body of a daughter, how can he salute the old decay, he can't do it, he can't do it." ”

"The old-timers are so polite. ”

"Where, where. ”

Old Wei knew the purpose of the county lord's trip, so he said: "The owner of the village went out to do business today, and she instructed the old man, if the county lord comes, let you wait for a while, and the owner of the village will definitely come back before dark." ”

"No problem. Tang Manqing looked at the sky, it was evening at the moment, and said, "I'll wait for Sister Hong here." ”

"After all, this is a land of fireworks, so the county lord should please go inside. ”

"Okay. ”

When Tang Manqing got up, he suddenly remembered someone and asked, "I heard that Xiang'er has been living here a few days ago, is she still there?"

"Miss Xiang'er is still there. ”

"It's great that she's there, I'll go to Xiang'er and wait for Sister Hong." ”

"This ......"

Wei Lao looked a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?

"The county lord misunderstood, it's not inconvenient, it's just ...... Miss Xiang'er just went to the church to play. ”

"Really?" Tang Manqing pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll go too, I haven't seen Xiang'er for a long time." ”

"County Lord, after all, it is a church there, three sects and nine streams, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are everything, you are still ...... Don't go, do you?"

"It's not like I haven't been there, Sister Hong has taken me into the church several times. Tang Manqing smiled lightly: "Besides, today I have changed my appearance as a man, I don't say it, who knows my identity." ”

"County Lord, this is not good. ”

Sister Hong took the county lord to the church meeting, that was Sister Hong, Wei Lao didn't dare, after all, Tang Manqing was the county lord of Yanluo Country, if it was rumored that the county lord had entered the church of Linglong Villa, then it would be worth it? When the prince came back, he had to tear himself alive.

Wei Lao wanted to refuse, but Tang Manqing insisted on going, and in the end, in desperation, Wei Lao could only reluctantly take Tang Manqing and his party to the church.

Tang Manqing and Lin Xianger are friends, and they are very good.

The acquaintance of the two was introduced by Sister Hong.

At first, Tang Manqing couldn't understand why she liked to be mixed in the red dust, whether it was her qualifications or her fairy talents, she liked to be called the pride of heaven, she said that she liked to live like this.

Does anyone else like this kind of life?

Yes.

Lin Xiang'er is one.

Sister Hong is also one.

What does it mean to live like this?

At the beginning, Tang Manqing didn't understand too much, as she grew older and more experienced, it wasn't until Tang Manqing began to feel that she was getting more and more tired that she gradually began to understand Lin Xianger's so-called life, and deep down she even began to yearn for such a life.

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

When he was happy, he drank two glasses and drank him happily.

Those who are unhappy also use wine to kill their sorrows, and get drunk and dream of death.

There is no need to worry about the sect and the family's affairs, and there is no need to cultivate every day, let alone think about becoming an immortal.

Carefree and free.

Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh.

Do whatever you want.

That's life.

Pity.

Tang Manqing can't live like this, she was born in the Yanluo royal family, she is destined to live for the Yanluo royal family, she can't choose at all, even if it is a future immortal Taoist couple, I'm afraid she can't help herself.

So, she can only envy.

Congregation.

On a high platform.

Lin Xianger sat sideways on the soft chair with a charming smile on the front, playing the pipa, under the red skirt, there was a pair of **** stacked together, very tempting, while playing, the **** little feet were still swaying there slightly, every time they shook, the small bell on the ankle would sound crisply.

The sound of the song is heard, and it makes people's hearts ripple.

Everyone in the audience, one counts as one, all of them are immersed in the heart-warming rhythm, whether it is Mei Yuanhua from the Mei family or Xiao Ziying from the side branch of the Xiao family.

Lin Xianger likes this feeling.

I love the feeling of intoxicating all men with the rhythm of music.

She didn't know why she liked it.

I don't even know when I started to like it.

I just know that this feeling makes her very satisfied.

This sense of satisfaction also made her feel familiar.

It's like a long, long time ago, I lived like this, as if I could go back to my past life.

Maybe in his previous life, he was also a drunken singer, right?

Perhaps.

Lin Xianger didn't know.

But she knew that she was a reincarnated person.

But.

But he is a reincarnated person who does not have any memories of his past life.

Not even the slightest memory.

If there's anything to do with past lives, it's this one.

She didn't know what it was, as if she was born to play it.

And I don't know why, every time I play this piece and look at the intoxicated looks of everyone below, I will have a sense of déjà vu in my heart.

It's ethereal, it's vague.

Like a glimmer of light in the endless darkness.

It's faint, it's faint.

The faint can only feel the existence of the light, but they don't know where the light is, let alone touch it.

In order to find this glimmer of light, Lin Xianger kept playing this song.

The light seemed brighter and brighter, and the sense of déjà vu grew stronger, but he still couldn't perceive anything.

Second floor.

Inside the private room.

A maid massaged Gu Qingfeng's shoulders, one massaged his legs, and another served wine.

Gu Qingfeng was lying on his back on the chair, immersed in the rhythm of this piece, and was enjoying the artistic conception of this piece, but the more he appreciated it, the more strange he felt, it was the kind of indescribable feeling, and it was also a feeling of déjà vu. Reading, a better reading experience.