Lian Che's face was slightly gloomy and he didn't speak.

Shen Miaoyan touched his head, "That's it, in the future, I won't mention your marriage." ”

When Lian Che heard her mention marriage, he was secretly annoyed, and turned his face out of the window in displeasure.

Lian Che followed Shen Miaoyan back to the Zangyue Residence, Shen Miaoyan had prepared a separate room for him some time ago, and Da Qiao's family was busy preparing the clothes and jewelry to be worn during the state banquet, so they didn't have time to take care of it here, so the people in the house didn't dare to drive out this famous second master of the ghost market at will.

Shen Miaoyan has also gotten along well with him during this time, except for occasionally losing a few Luo skirts and belly pockets, everything else is the same.

After returning to the Tibetan Moon Residence, she bathed in the bath, and the maid came over nervously to report: "Miss, your favorite embroidered lotus bag is somehow missing......

The woman soaking in the bathtub was quite helpless, "Have you looked for it inside and out?" ”

"I've looked for it all. Recently, the young lady has lost a lot of clothes, not like an outsider, but the slave feels a bit like a thief......"

House thief......

Shen Miaoyan remembered the "good deeds" that Lian Che had done, and felt a burst of annoyance.

But when he moved in, she had already warned him......

She got up and said lightly, "Just bring a set of clothes here." ”

"Yes!"

Two quarters of an hour later, on the west floor of the moon, Shen Miaoyan appeared outside Lian Che's wing.

She knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A young man's voice came from the dormitory.

"Me!"

Shen Miaoyan didn't wait for the people inside to react, and kicked the door open.

In the room, the curtain hung low, and the young man in red was untidy and nested in the futon, and when he heard the voice, he hurriedly sat up, "Why do you casually enter someone's room!" ”

Shen Miaoyan smelled the special millet in the air. Sweet taste, frowned and stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and was about to pull the futon, but Lian Che held his wrist, "Sister, what do you mean by this?" ”

Shen Miaoyan broke away from his hand and picked up the brocade quilt without saying anything.

What Lian Che is holding in his right hand is not her pocket!

She snatched it, but there was another puddle in the pocket. White. Hue. Sticky. Thick liquids.

"Shen Lianche!"

She was completely furious.

Lian Che shrank into the quilt, revealing only a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Shen Miaoyan became more and more angry, and rummaged through the cabinets in his room, and sure enough, her lost clothes were hidden by him in all kinds of corners!

She collected the clothes and threw them on Lian Che's head, as soon as Lian Che got out of the pile of clothes, she twisted her ears, "Shen Lianche, are you looking at me with patience?" ”

Lian Che was in pain, held her wrist, and his voice was full of hoarseness and magnetism unique to teenagers: "Sister, I know it's wrong......

Shen Miaoyan let go of his hand, there was nothing she could do with him, and she reprimanded him a few more times before leaving with a frown.

Lian Che looked at her slender back, sniffed the fragrance of the clothes in front of him, and provoked a little flirtatious smile at the corner of his lips.

Following.

As soon as Shen Miaoyan got up, the maid came in to report that Shen Gongzi had come to ask for guilt.

She finished her grooming slowly, and after more than half an hour, she stepped out of the boudoir.

The young man in red stood by the threshold, "Sister." ”

"You're too embarrassed to call me." Shen Miaoyan tilted her head, "If I were you, I would have moved back to the ghost market." ”

"I miss my sister in my heart, where can I be willing to leave." Lian Che held her hand, and her delicate and white face was respectful, "Breakfast is prepared in the small hall, sister, please." ”

He is rarely so well-behaved, Shen Miaoyan narrowed his eyes and walked towards the small hall.

After breakfast, Shen Miaoyan said slowly: "I remember that in the royal atlas I saw in the Seven Star Tower before, it was recorded that the daughter of the eldest princess once became famous in Dawei with an exotic dance that bounced off the pipa?" ”

"Yes." Lian Che drank the last sip of soup and saw through her mind at a glance, "Sister wants to learn?" ”

Shen Miaoyan nodded solemnly, "Hmm." In the Seven Star Building, is there a geisha who is good at this dance? ”

Six days later, it was the state banquet, and she wanted to dance this dance at the state banquet.

"It's very difficult to bounce the pipa, and only one person can do it in the entire Great Wei, and it just so happens that she is in the ghost market." Lian Che got up, "I'll take my sister to meet her." ”

Shen Miaoyan didn't expect that the person Lian Che was talking about was actually the beauty who had been standing on the eighth floor smiling.

After the Ghost Emperor knew what they were coming from, he twisted a jade ruyi and did not speak.

Shen Miaoyan became more and more curious about that beauty, but he just learned a dance from her, this ghost emperor looked so reluctant, and he didn't know how beautiful that beauty was, and he was so carefully hidden by the ghost emperor that no one was allowed to see it......

After a stick of incense, the Ghost Emperor finally nodded, "That's it, she's quite lonely when she's alone, so the Emperor will allow you to see her." ”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became cold, "It's just that Bendi doesn't want you to communicate with each other except dance." Biluo. ”

Rao is through a thin veil, and Shen Miaoyan can sense the unkindness in his eyes.

The little boy walked out, "Miss Shen, please." ”

Shen Miaoyan got up, handed Lian Che a reassuring look, and followed Biluo upstairs.

Lian Chemu saw her leave before turning to the Ghost Emperor, "Big brother, it's too pitiful for you to lock her up alone for so many years." ”

"Alone?" The Ghost Emperor stroked the jade Ruyi in his hand, and under his lowered eyelashes, the dark red pupils loomed, "This emperor will accompany her every night...... How is she a person? ”

Lian Che was silent.

His eldest brother is good at everything, only Ji Ruxue is his reverse scale.

Whoever touches it, dies.

This was the first time Shen Miaoyan had come to the eighth floor of the Seven Star Tower.

The corridor was lit with dim lanterns, and the ground was embedded with nineteen-petal nasturtiums, which were obviously resplendent in gold, but they were terrifyingly silent.

Biluo stopped in front of the vermilion wood door, took the key from her sleeve pocket, and slowly opened the copper lock.

Zhu Men pushed open, and Shen Miaoyan saw a girl in a complicated long skirt leaning against the mahogany carved railing.

She was born tall, and the peacock blue twelve-panel gauze skirt was worn on her, and although it was layered, there was no sense of burden.

The temples are towering, revealing a white neck, white like a pearl.

The boy stood by the door and whispered, "Just call her Madame." ”

Shen Miaoyan stepped into the threshold, "Madam." ”

The woman turned around slowly, the lights in the room were bright, and Shen Miaoyan saw her face clearly in an instant.

If Xue Baozhang is as beautiful as a peony, and Xie Zhao is as beautiful as a rose, then this woman is like the sun in the sky.

Beautiful, welcoming, warm.

Shen Miaoyan suddenly realized the reason why she always stood by the railing.

This ghost market is too dark, only her smile, like sunshine, warms every ghost city slave.

In the long night, as long as you look up, you can see her standing here smiling, in her way, giving these people encouragement and the courage to live.

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