It's almost noon, red. The sleeve pavilion was crowded with people, including some officials and nobles, all of whom came to see the demeanor of Miss Kerr. Before the performance started, there was a crowd of people downstairs, and people were already restless, and many people shouted for Miss Kerr to come out quickly.

Delicate flowers are flying all over the sky, singing and dancing on the high platform, and the flower girl twists her graceful posture and walks to the high platform step by step with the cheers of everyone.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, which are affectionate and soft like water, seem to have a small hook, which suddenly fascinates the people present. Everyone in the audience stiffened their necks one by one, blushed, and shouted the name of the flower girl in a carnival.

"Flower girl, flower girl-"

"Beauty, look here, I'll give a hundred taels!"

"Heh, poor ghost, I want to see Miss Ke'er for a hundred taels, go home and farm, this young master will give five hundred taels!"

"Hua Niang, let Kerr come out!"

Everyone was excited, and even made a big move for this, and at this time they only had the stunner on the stage in their eyes.

Looking at everyone's impatient appearance, Hua Niang hooked her red lips and smiled with satisfaction, and walked around the stage with her slender fingers holding a handkerchief, swaying her waist. With his right hand, he pinched the orchid and brushed his fingers across the faces of every man below.

The beauty smiling and seducing the soul, deliberately flirting, is the most sinful.

There is a greasy old man with a greedy face who pulls the hand of the flower girl and refuses to let go, greedily and infatuated to stroke the beauty's little hand, and carefully closes his eyes and sniffs, his eyes are full of obsession.

Slender nephrite slices spring onions, growing in the sleeves of fragrant luocui.

Hua Niang didn't wonder how much she saw, nor was she annoyed, but she just hid her face with flowers and giggles, and the handkerchief in her left hand smashed on the greasy old man's face with a smile. Forcefully withdrew his right hand, leaned over and patted the old man's chest, angry, and scolded with a sneer, "I hate it~"

The old man had already been dizzy by the flower girl and couldn't find the direction, and the whole person was stupidly shouting the name of the flower girl.

The flower girl took a charming figure, brushed her hair, twisted her waist and returned to the center of the stage.

Feeling that the surrounding atmosphere has been pulled to a climax, the flower girl also knows that the time is almost up, so she won't hide it.

"Hua Niang knows that the officials here are all here for Miss Ke'er, so I won't sell Guan Zi to Hua Niang."

She paused, looked at the eyes around her that were about to overflow with greed, and hid her red lips and giggled.

"I announce that our Kerr girl will present a cloud dress dance for everyone, and you can increase the price as much as you like, and the one with the highest price will have the honor to witness the true face of Kerr girl, and Kerr girl will dedicate a song to him alone!"

As soon as the words fell, the low cheers overshadowed for a while, reaching an unprecedented climax. An individual is full of red faces, as if he is engaged in the most primitive carnival of desire.

The melodious tune sounded, and the bewitching dancers streamed in. The beads swirl and the stars swayed, and the flowers and vines vibrated into dragon snakes. The beauty is charming, and the melodious music is dyed with lingering meaning. The sound of the song is like silk, endless, and the beautiful dancing posture of the dancing girls is leisurely and soft, as if the fairy under the moon is stepping from a dream.

At the end of the song, all the dancers dispersed, and Qin Ke'er slowly walked out of the curtain.

The milky white floor-sweeping long skirt is full of red lotus, dyed with green silk and ink, and a hollow gold step is obliquely inserted into the bun on the head, and the slender beads tremble and hang down, swaying between the sideburns.

The smiling spring is peachy, and the clouds are piled with green buns; The lips are full of cherry blossoms, and the teeth are fragrant.

With a clear face and white shirt, dyed with green silk and ink, Qin Ke'er held the guqin and half-covered her face, accompanied by the light sound of the qin, dancing with the soles of her feet, and the red lotus on the skirt seemed to bloom like life.

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the music, the performance on the stage was dazzling, Qin Ke'er seemed to have come from ancient times, dancing on the war drums.

"Okay, good~"

"Kerr Girl~"

Bursts of cheers came, Jiang Wan lowered her eyes and looked at the performance downstairs with a cold expression. She quietly swept through the inconspicuous corners below. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea to hide the discoloration in his eyes.

"But it's pretty?"

Bei Jinchuan opened his mouth leisurely, and looked at Jiang Wan with such a smile.

The glamorous dance, he didn't know what to see, but the young man watched it very seriously.

Shallow!

Jiang Wan paused, she didn't know where to provoke this highness again. After pondering for a moment, he said slowly.

"Okay."

After speaking, he felt that the coldness on King Qi's body was even stronger, and Jiang Wan looked at Bei Jinchuan with some confusion.

Seeing the doubts in the young man's good-looking eyes, Bei Jinchuan suddenly realized that his reaction was wrong.

frowned slightly, suppressed the weirdness in his heart, met the young man's clear eyes, and raised his eyebrows, "This king also feels good." ”

Although Jiang Wan felt that he was a little strange, she still didn't say anything.

After a long silence, the two of them in the private room had a delicate atmosphere, and Du Ruo felt it even when he was standing on the side.

At this time, the dance music downstairs has entered the climax, everyone is carnivaling, and the price increase is becoming more and more intense.

"Fifty taels."

"One hundred taels."

"Three hundred taels."

"Six hundred taels." On the second floor, a rich kid shook a folding fan, staring at the beauty on the stage obsessively, and said without thinking about it.

Everyone downstairs was in an uproar, they were not qualified to sit in the private room, and naturally they didn't have so much money. Most of them are here to try their luck.

At this time, I couldn't help but gasp when I heard someone increase the price by three hundred taels in one go.

Jiang Wan looked at the rich kid opposite and smiled playfully.

It's time for the show to begin.

She quoted a number and signaled the resignation girl next to her to increase the price.

"Six hundred and ten taels."

The rich kid didn't expect that someone would increase the price, and his face was gloomy.

"Seven hundred taels."

"Seven hundred and ten taels."

"Eight hundred taels."

"Eight hundred and ten taels."

Seeing that the price was rising higher and higher, the person on the other side was still clenching on, and the rich kid raised his trembling hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

That's more than the man offered.

The hearts of the rich children are dripping blood.

"The miracle doctor really spends a lot of money to smile for the Pomeranians."

Bei Jinchuan's eyes were dark, half-propped his head, and said with emotion.

Jiang Wan ignored his jokes, and just replied lightly.

"Your Highness laughed."

Bei Jinchuan looked at the young man's cold face, didn't say anything more, just lowered his eyes, and lazily swept the inconspicuous corners below.

Annoying little bugs are really annoying!

"One thousand taels."

Bei Jinchuan casually raised the price, not caring about being recognized at all, but raised his eyebrows at Jiang Wan.

I thought that 800 taels was already a sky-high price, but I didn't expect someone to pay 1,000 taels, but these two people added the price in the same private room, aren't they together?

Immortals fight, we mortals don't join in the fun.

Everyone exploded, and now this scene is no longer something they can participate in, everyone who can sit in the private room is either rich or expensive, they can't afford to offend any of them, so they still watch the play silently.

"My Fair Lady and Gentleman, you say yes, Divine Doctor."

Bei Jinchuan leaned over, lowered his head and said in Jiang Wan's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on her ears was a little ticklish, and Jiang Wan quietly leaned away.

"Your Highness is happy."

Someone is still that cold, and Bei Jinchuan is inexplicably a little unhappy.

"One thousand taels one time."

"One thousand, two, two."

"Is there anyone else who has raised the price?"

"Then one thousand two or three......" Before Hua Niang finished speaking, she heard an extremely arrogant voice from the third floor opposite.

"Two thousand taels, the beauty master wants it."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Wan followed the prestige.

Sure enough, it was him, Bai Lichen, who was arrogant just now to rob her of the token in the private room, and asked her to kneel down and apologize.

I didn't expect him to really go to the private room in Beijinchuan.