Until Gu Lan was taken upstairs by Miss Lan and entered the small incense pavilion that thousands of men yearn for.

The princes of the capital who are holding silver tickets in place have not yet lifted the petrification state!

Of course.

There are also a group of stunned Langzhou people at the table!

After a long time!

They all sat down very tacitly, looking at the Oiran boudoir on the third floor sourly, their eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred!

"Brother Tai, are you the lifter from Langzhou, the Gu Lan son who just went up is your Xie Yuanlang there?"

"Yes! I didn't expect that talent can really touch the hearts of beauties... I really regret that I didn't study well in the first place, otherwise it might be me now! ”

"Don't be too sad for you, think about the son of the martial family, isn't it much worse than us now?"

"I feel that Miss Fei'er may just be a little curious about this Gu Lan Gongzi, everyone is a poor scholar, and Miss Fei'er can't really be committed to him!"

"Yes, yes! Let's wait, Gu Gongzi will definitely come down soon. ”

“...”

A group of white-clothed people in Langzhou, at this moment, had a feeling of sympathy with the powerful sons of the capital, and glanced at the Linglong Xiangge above their heads every once in a while.

While silently souring in their hearts, they licked each other's wounds and comforted each other.

...

Filled with flowers, the boudoir is full of flowers.

Gu Lan looked at the Oiran who invited him to come in.

Concubine Xiao has a plump body, skin is better than snow, delicate and small facial features, and there is a sense of amorous charm between her smile and smile, especially when she is looking at herself with interest at the moment.

This seductive look.

I'm afraid that any man can't hold it.

But!

At this moment, Gu Lan's gaze at her was not eager, and even a little indifferent!

Because as soon as you enter the Oiran's room, no matter what you do or not, you will definitely attract hatred, and the Oiran doesn't seem to think about herself.

"Miss Concubine, I don't know what's going on?"

Gu Lan looked at her and asked.

"Childe is really good at laughing, the slave is a woman from Miaoyinfang, you are a guest official who came to drink flower wine, and the slave invited you into the boudoir, what else can it be?"

Concubine Xiao smiled smartly, and her sparkling peach blossom eyes were also examining Gu Lan.

Although he has a flowery mouth, he laughs at the son of a good family.

But in my heart I was quite surprised.

This guy's cold eyes on himself, and this arrogant demeanor... Why doesn't it seem to be pretended?!

Really uninterested and hypocritical, she can still tell at a glance.

"There's no money for those sons to hand over signs."

Gu Lan chuckled.

"Huh?"

“... The slave's innocent body, in the eyes of the child, can it really be measured by the purchase and sale of mundane gold and silver? ”

Xiao Fei'er used a stunt that worked very well for Liu Yexi on weekdays, and Chu Chu was pitiful, as if she could cry out aggrieved in the next moment!

In other words, the men downstairs can't hit themselves in the mouth again and again, so they hurriedly come up and apologize!

But who knows.

Gu Lan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked:

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Fei'er: "??? ”

"Ahem, Miss Concubine... I already have a family below, and I'm afraid I can't meet the lady's request. ”

Gu Lan restructured his language and explained.

Alas, I was really distressed by the peerless face I was born, and there are people everywhere who are hungry for my body!

Xiao Fei'er finally finished clam beads at this time, wiped the corners of her eyes with a gesture, and let out a soft "oh".

But.

Hearing Gu Lan say this, Concubine Xiao felt a little more praise in her heart!

can refuse to send the Oiran to the bedside, this guy's concentration is not bad, and he has lived up to His Majesty......

"Since the son is unwilling, the slave does not dare to force it."

Xiao Fei'er walked lightly to a guqin, sat down slowly, and placed her slender jade fingers on the strings.

"The slave wants to play a song for the male, is the son willing to listen to it?"

"Does it cost money?"

Gu Lan asked.

"No flowers!"

"Oh, yes." Gu Lan waved his hand and motioned for you to continue.

Concubine Xiao couldn't hold back the groove in her heart and couldn't spit it out, quietly plucked the strings, and played a heart-warming song for him.

...

Downstairs.

When the students of Langzhou heard this song, they were amazed one by one!

"It's... This seems to be Miss Fei'er's famous song "Yiren Tears"! ”

"Oh my God! I didn't come in vain tonight, but I was lucky enough to hear this song... When the float is white! ”

“...”

They are still praising this song only in the sky, when they are fascinated by it.

The sons of the capital next to them woke up first!

"You guys feel like a fart, let's... It's just that I happened to hear it, and Miss Concubine didn't play it to us at all! ”

"Miss Concubine's song, it is said that she has only played it for His Majesty, and now she is playing it solo for Gu Lan Gongzi..."

“...”

When the words fell, everyone looked at each other, and their faces were bitter!

", no, is our No. 1 beauty in the capital really emotional?"

"Didn't you say that Gu Lan Gongzi would come down in a while?"

"No!! It's too difficult for me to do! ”

“...”

They listened to "Tears of the Yiren" and their hearts were broken!

As everyone knows, Gu Lan in the Xiang Pavilion is already drowsy when he listens!

Long.

Concubine Xiao stopped playing, a smile rippled at the corner of her mouth, and raised her beautiful eyes to look at Gu Lan.

I thought that even if he wasn't attracted by the skin, he would be moved by the amazing talent of this song...

Unexpectedly, this guy was about to fall asleep on the table with his head propped up with his hands and his eyes slightly closed!

"Damn!"

Concubine Xiao was furious, since she became the first pianist in the capital at the age of sixteen, she had never suffered such humiliation!

Not even His Majesty's husband!

"Gu Gongzi, slave's tune..."

"Played well!"

Gu Lan didn't wait for her to finish, he smiled, and preemptively commented: "The clouds and rivers are flowing and the mountains are uplifting, which is very beautiful... Well, that's beautiful. ”

The tone is, of course, perfunctory.

Xiao Fei'er's fists were hard when she heard this!

However, what she didn't know was.

As a traverser, Gu Lan has heard too many good songs and ballads in his previous life, even if it is a guqin melody, it is not comparable to this world!

Copy "Guangling San" once, and you can crush her immediately!

Maybe it can be like in the novel, so that the Oiran is impressed with himself, and then throw himself into his arms, and finally the news spreads in the capital and becomes famous....

But Gu Lan didn't want to do that!

Copy the text and pretend to beep, I only show it to my own lady.

As for your tone, I'm not interested!

Then.

Gu Lan arched his hand: "I've finished listening to the tune, is there anything else Miss Fei'er has to do?" ”

In other words, I'll leave if nothing happens.

"Childe, don't worry!"

"Gongzi has already appreciated the voice of the slave, and the slave has long admired the name of Gongzi Xie Yuan, and I still want to see your literary talent, but I don't know if there is such an honor?"

Concubine Xiao'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

Hmph, even if you're really not interested in music, you can't hide what you're good at, right?

I've read all night through the book you wrote!

And she had already heard what Liu Yexi said.

Gu Lan can export it into a poem, put pen to paper into words, and take out a random poem written at home is a famous sentence for the ages!

What woman wouldn't be eager to see such a talent?