"Then change to a silver-white one!" Feng Qiyan reluctantly relented.

Xiao Yuchen replied calmly: "It's all dirty." ”

"You—" Feng Qiyan glared angrily, and was just about to have a seizure when a piano sound came from the courtyard. "Huh, why is there someone playing the piano outside?" he said, and walked towards the door.

"Yan Yan?clothes—" Xiao Yuchen shouted behind him.

"Forget it, that's it!" replied without looking back. Anyway, it makes no difference if you don't get it back!

Xiao Yuchen looked at the girl's small back and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

Yun Ting glanced at Xiao Yuchen, then at his own young lady, lowered his eyes and made no sound.

Qingxiu also probably understood, and couldn't bear to look directly at the appearance of the master: Master, you are a righteous and bright scoundrel!

Feng Qianyan walked out of the wooden house, leaned on the railing by the plank road with his arms, and looked at the gazebo in the middle of the water, from which the sound of the piano came.

Hearing the sound of the piano, the other people in the wooden house also came out one after another, stopping at the railing. Since both ends of the plank road are guarded, the guests living in the small building of Tingshui Pavilion can only gather in the open space by the lake in front of the building and look at the lake from time to time.

To Feng Qianyan's slight surprise, the guests staying in the water pavilion, both young and old, except for himself, were all men. And when these people found that there was a little girl standing here, they also showed varying degrees of surprise.

Just as the wind was pouring incomprehensible, the light on the left side of the body was dark, and then the right side was also shrouded in shadows. It turned out that it was Xiao Yuchen and Yun Ting who stood on the left and right of the wind and Yan one after another, blocking those curious sights with their bodies.

The pavilion is surrounded by light veils, and there is no breeze on the lake at this time, and it is getting late. Only through the tulle can faintly see a woman in a blue dress, sitting upright in the gazebo, stroking the piano.

Feng Tingyan listened carefully, this woman's piano skills are good, and she admires her very much. Compared with Su Yuqiu and Liu Shiya, it is not a star and a half higher, and it is not at the same level at all.

After the performance of the song, applause and cheers erupted.

The tulle of the gazebo was gently lifted, and a woman in an aqua blue skirt walked out, covering her face with a light veil and making her face difficult to see. A little maid quickly followed, covering most of her figure with a paper umbrella. The two walked across the wooden bridge, and when they reached the shore, several big men with big shoulders and round waists immediately began to disperse the crowd, opened a passage, and escorted the two out of the Tingshui Pavilion.

After the figure of the woman in blue disappeared, the crowd burst into various discussions:

"Who was that girl just now?"

"You don't know this? Miss Siyu of Mingyue Tower! This year's Oiran Festival is a big hit!"

"No wonder this piano is so superb!"

"Isn't this year's hot spot Qi'er from Wanfanglou?"

"Nonsense! This year's Oiran must be the Qing'er girl of the Spring Breeze Pavilion!"

"The Jincui of the Drunken Flower Building is also good!"

"I support Miss Siyu!"

"I also think Miss Siyu is good, just with this piano skill, she can overwhelm the four seats!"

......

Although Xiao Yuchen immediately stretched out his hands to cover Feng Qianyan's ears and pulled him back to the wooden house. I still heard a lot of wind on the tip of my ears, and I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: These so-and-so buildings and so-and-so pavilions sound like the names of Qing/Lou? And what kind of Oiran Festival, why are there still Oiran festivals?