A touch of blush quickly ironed on the face of the first Zhaoren, and the shyness at that moment was beautiful.

The audience in the audience, listening to the half-cut poem of the girl in Huyi, and looking at the shyness on the face of the first Zhaoren, suddenly felt that they had been greatly insulted for a moment. There are a hundred sentences in each heart, and the quality of the three wants to say.

Although there are always some defeated dogs, they will boast that they only want to get the body of a beautiful woman, and they don't care about the soul.

But only the true master knows how alluring the charm on the bed is after obtaining the soul. The perfunctory, polite, and superficial nature of a simple money transaction is not a concept at all.

Lao Yang, I have been in the Qinglou for more than ten years, and I am convinced for the first time. I didn't expect to lose to a woman. A fat man with a bald mid-life crisis, holding his old waist with his hand, said in a slurpy voice.

Next to him, an old piao master who also frequented Fengyue's place, showed a strange smile and said, "Old Yang! Although this girl won, but the girl is the girl, and there are some things that she can't replace. This first combing ceremony was stirred up by her, and then the second bite was not the first plate. When the time comes, wouldn't it be wonderful to spend a small amount of money and do a big thing once?"

Saying this, the two of them showed a tacit smile at the same time.

"In that case, it depends on you and me!" The two secretly made a gentleman's agreement, but they didn't know that there were not a few people who had the same thoughts at the moment.

A good girl does not marry twice, and naturally the Qinglou also has the rules of the Qinglou, and there is no reason for the Oiran to comb it for the second time.

Otherwise, it is to smash the signboard of Huayue Tower.

Even if you know that you have a lot of silver taels, you can make another profit. The bustard can't charge indiscriminately, and can only be priced according to the standard price.

Isn't it up to you to see who is quick to start?

It's just that as the woman in Hu Yi led Chu Zhaoren into the cave room, it didn't take long for many people who were still in the lobby to hear a burst of numbness through the amplified notes.

The voice gradually became high-pitched, even continuous.

The high-rollers present, from north to south, have seen a lot of people, but they have never heard such a voice that goes deep into the bone marrow, and even the bones of a person's body are about to be crisped.

"A woman, is there such a powerful one?" For some reason, the high-rollers present who were still thinking carefully were already depressed at this time. Rudely hugged the girl beside him, broke into a room alone, and then after a few breaths, they finished playing, and then fell into an endless inferiority complex and chagrin, as if they wanted to understand the supreme philosophical truth of life.

It was not until noon the next day that people saw the proud Oiran shining at the beginning of the day, and the little bird was lying in the arms of the woman in the bearded clothes, and got into her soft sedan chair together, and was then taken into a large mansion.

The news from Huayue Tower is that the woman in Hu Yi, who is called Yu Youmeng, once again spent a lot of money to redeem her body for Chu Zhaoren, and burned the deed of sale in front of Chu Zhaoren.

And left in the room where the two of them were greedy and happy, in addition to the messy bed, there were a few love poems, as well as poems.

After the poems were spread, even if they knew that it was a woman who wrote these lingering love poems, there were still many women who were raised in the boudoir, copied these poems with great cherishment, and then held them in their arms, as if they were imagining something.

It was also overnight that Yu Youmeng's name spread throughout Chang'an City.

This amorous son-in-law has naturally become the talk of many people after dinner.

There are naturally many people who scold and scold their bad customs, but it is not for nothing that they faintly yearn for and admire their style.

After all, this is a free and romantic Tang Dynasty, Cheng Zhu Lixue's set, in this era, at most, there is only a little bud, and there is still a long way to go before it occupies the mainstream.

Whether it's infamy or something else.

This proves that Yu Youmeng has completed the first step in the plan of Jielu and others.

Then it was time to expand the results.

With the fall of Chu Zhaoren, several Qinglou women who were famous in Chang'an were won by this amorous son-in-law.

Equally famous for her unusual orientation is her eye-popping wealth.

No one knows how she could have so much money for her to squander.

Whether it is fame, its own appearance, or its wealth, it has touched the heartstrings of many people.

Brightly and secretly, many people have already begun to fight the idea of Yu Youmeng.

However, with the escort of Jielu and others, coupled with Yunlang's plan to teach the technique in the room, he got on the line with Li Deyu in the name of teaching the art in the room, and no one could really help this amorous son-in-law for a while.

On the contrary, in this way, her name is even more resounding.

After almost conquering the Qinglou realm, the magic grasp of this female son stretched out to the ladies in those deep mansion compounds.

With the advantage of women, she can often easily enter and exit the boudoir and at the same time get close to those young girls.

After getting along for a long time, coupled with increasingly sophisticated means, it is reasonable to play some games of virtual phoenixes and fake phoenixes.

Yu Youmeng is happy, Yunlang is envious and jealous, and in the entire Chang'an City, the discussion of this son-in-law is hot.

In such a process, Yu Youmeng's name finally reached Li Yan's ears.

"Oh, amorous son-in-law?"

"I didn't expect that there was such a strange woman. Putting down the twists and turns, Li Yan stood up and stretched, as the state affairs became more and more heavy, some things that were originally used to pass the life and found it quite interesting have recently begun to feel boring.

Although there are 3,000 beauties in the harem, all of them are stunning, but after watching it for a long time, it is inevitable that you will get bored.

Suddenly hearing that there was such a strange woman, Li Yan was indeed a little curious.

Recently, because of his efforts to pat himself on the back, try to cater to him, and take the initiative to hand over power, Qiu Shiliang, who gradually regained the emperor's heart a little, put the club aside and opened the picture scroll that was originally held in his arms.

"Your Majesty, look! This is the portrait of the Tianxiang girl of the Miaochun Pavilion for that female son. ”

Li Yan smiled faintly: "Tianxiang's brushes are really good, but it's a pity that the craftsmanship is too heavy, speaking of which, I haven't changed my name Muyang for a long time, and I went to find Miss Tianxiang to catch up." ”

After that, he turned his head lazily, and when he saw the woman in the painting, he immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened slightly, and his nose expanded slightly.

Qiu Shiliang lowered his head and smiled.

Although the Son of Heaven is becoming more and more moody, as an inner servant, he can still grasp some changes in the Son of Heaven's mood by observing some small and subtle movements.

"Good painting! I can't imagine that Tianxiang's painting skills have improved to such an extent, in this painting, even I seem to be able to see her attachment to the character in this painting... Having said that, what Li Yan wants to express is clearly not the Tianxiang girl, but the woman in Hufu who walks across a horse in the painting, but holds plum blossoms.