The sandalwood on the table burned quietly, curling and tingting, and the wisps of smoke spread like spring mist, exuding a good aroma.

The furnishings in the house are very gorgeous, the dark purple dressing table is placed with lip red trafficked from the mountain tribes in the western part of Daxia, glowing bright red under the candlelight, the floor is covered with a thick carpet made of green sheep wool unique to the north, which looks like a piece of snow, and the bed is embroidered with big red mandarin ducks playing in the water......

Tables, chairs, benches, bronze mirrors, celadons, everything in the room are all treasures from all over the Great Xia, and the price alone is an astronomical amount, and these things all belong to one person.

However, their owner was lying absentmindedly on the side of the bed at this time, a snow-white wrist supporting the head, and a room of tassels was sprinkled.

Tonight, Yaoqin was only wearing a pale pink tulle, although there was a small coat inside, but it couldn't hide the almost perfect demonic figure at all, and as far as the eye could see, it was an intoxicating snow white.

Yaoqin was holding a copper stove in her arms, her hair was scattered on the side, her face was not even makeup, and she looked like she hadn't been washed for a few days, but she was a little more enchanting, and her beautiful eyes blinked, exuding a thrilling flattery, even if she only glanced at it, she almost wanted to commit a crime.

With a squeak, the door was suddenly opened, and Wu's mother's figure appeared indoors, glanced at Yaoqin by the window, and sighed: "Girl, it's late at night, it's time to rest!"

"Got it, Mom! I'll rest. Yaoqin didn't reply, but a lazy and ethereal voice came out.

Seeing this, Wu's mother changed her expression, and she almost wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, so she sighed lightly and exited the room, she naturally knew what Yaoqin was thinking, wasn't she like this when she was young......?

Hehe, everything is just a joke, but what you get in exchange for a true heart is just another person's ruthlessness, is this the result you want?

It's just that it's useless to persuade others to do this kind of thing, and you can only get out by yourself. If you have loved and hurt, you will know that the world is not as beautiful as you imagined.

Tonight's moon is very round, like a white jade plate hanging in the night, faintly visible on the veins, but I don't know if there is really a Guanghan Palace on it, whether there is a lonely fairy.

The moonlight swayed like mist, bringing a subtle chill, casting a mirror-like light on the surface of the lake, but it was blown away by a gust of incomprehensible wind and scattered into fragments of time.

Yaoqin suddenly sat up from the bed, one lotus arm on the window string, the other hand holding a small glass of wine, pecking slightly, bright red lips stained with a few drops of crystal wine, as warm as blood.

The lights of thousands of homes in the distance, the string songs dancing softly nearby, she suddenly laughed twice, and a touch of bitterness welled up on her face, this is not the life she wants!

In the distance, there was a silver-white streamer suddenly passing through the night, like a shooting star, her eyes lit up, like a little madman, she threw away the wine glass in her hand, folded her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes and made a wish, her face was full of piety.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, but her eyes widened in surprise, because the white light was actually coming in her direction, getting closer and closer, and it seemed to be a human form.

Yaoqin couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring at the light very seriously, and gradually could see the person's clothes and face clearly, and couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, and exclaimed, "It's him!"

But in the blink of an eye, the white light disappeared, as if it was just her illusion, Yaoqin rubbed her eyes in disbelief, what she saw in front of her was still pitch black, and she couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said, "Is it my delusion?"

But unbeknownst to her, in front of her window, there was a transparent figure standing in the wind, and the moonlight passed through his body, shining on Yaoqin's face, which was white.

Qiao Chen'an looked at the woman in front of him, it had been more than ten days since the last time they met, but she looked like when she first met, although she was cloaked and undressed, she had a bewitching charm.

He had just discovered that absorbing the light of the stars and the moon could quickly enhance the Yin God, so he was immersed in it, but he didn't notice the abnormality on his body, and when he found out that he was seen by Yaoqin, his mind moved, and the moonlight on his body naturally dispersed.

The latter is mortal to the naked eye and is naturally invisible.

Yaoqin brushed the broken hair in her ears, knelt up from the bed, put her hands on the window, the whole process was quite big, and she was only wearing a thin shirt, and the good spring light naturally entered Qiao Chen'an's eyes.

I only heard her muttering: "Hey, I really don't know when I will find Ruyi Langjun." My mother also loved someone when she was young, but she was hurt badly......"

said that his face couldn't help but be covered with a layer of sadness, "Although there are many men in this world, there are few worthy of love." I wanted to choose a husband among the many scholars in Hangzhou and marry him, but these people ......"

A hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes, if she is a woman from a good family, she will not go out of the gate, and the yellow flower girl who will not step out of the second door will be so beautiful, no matter how much she chooses a son-in-law, it is not too much.

But the reality is that she is just a courtesan on the shore of the West Lake, and she is the most inferior existence, and no one will treat her as an equal......

What about the Oiran, Nuoda's name is not given by others, even if she is beautiful and beautiful, she can't get rid of the identity of a prostitute after all.

It will be a stain for a lifetime.

Although she thinks that she is clean and self-loving, and she is not stained with dust, but in this land of fireworks, she must wear a hat of exile and dissoluteness if she is not romantic.

What's more, just like my mother said, a few of those men really love her, all they want is a night of romance, all they want is the feeling of that moment, and what they covet is just her body, but once they have it, they will abandon it!

What you can't get is the best, so why cherish what you get?

But she doesn't want to be a tool in the eyes of others, but she wants a sincere love, even if it's like a moth to a fire.

Qiao Chen'an couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth, and unconsciously touched his chin, feeling that he had inadvertently bumped into Sichun's Oiran, if he told him about today's events, I am afraid it would surprise a group of people!

How many self-proclaimed romantic characters, Oiran Yaoqin, who is difficult to see for thousands of dollars, is actually worried about getting married, just thinking about it, it feels incredible!

"It's the only one who has some manly spirit......"

Yaoqin breathed a sigh of relief, took a scroll from the bedside, and slowly spread it out, Qiao Chen'an looked at it, and was surprised to find that it was actually the qin fu he made at the banquet that day.

“...... Hundreds of birds are noisy, and suddenly I see a lonely phoenix......"

Yaoqin's gaze stayed on the scroll, her red lips moved slightly, and she read softly, her beautiful eyes showed a look of memory, and she seemed to remember the scene of the day again, she had intended to make things difficult for Qiao Chen'an, so Suo Wen was a little abrupt, but she didn't expect the latter to be talented, and he immediately amazed the audience.

In terms of character, in the face of a group of people's difficulties alone, they still do not change their faces, they are calm, and they are full of pride and pride in the face of a group of people's difficulties, and this kind of character is rare, but it is ......

Qiao Chen'an looked at Yaoqin's delicate and elegant face, and couldn't help but think to herself: Looking at her previous appearance, she was obviously worried about choosing a son-in-law, why did she take out my article again at this time, could it be......

Thinking about it in his heart, he saw a cold light flashing on Yaoqin's face, alternating his hands, and tearing the scroll into seven or eight pieces in a few clicks, the snow-white shell teeth bit his red lips, and seemed to hate iron and steel: "Yaoqin, Yaoqin, he said that about you, you are still thinking about something!"

Qiao Chenan was stunned by this sudden change, and couldn't help but sigh softly, what is this woman thinking in her heart??

"Who's there?"

Yaoqin shouted softly, looked out the window, and saw that there was no one, so she turned around and sat on the bed, her cheeks were still bulging, and her expression was like a sulking little girl, and she said angrily: "It's a big deal, I'll be lonely and old age! It's nothing bad! Stinky men or something, the most annoying!"

He nodded heavily, as if trying to convince himself.

Qiao Chen said with peace of mind Fortunately, he is in a state of yin god, Yaoqin is difficult to see, otherwise it will be embarrassing, and he looked at the woman in front of him who was also disgusted and happy, and for a moment, he only felt that the charm was infinite.

But inexplicably felt sad for her, such a beautiful woman should have been a collection of thousands of favors, held in her hands and held in her mouth, but she made many people.

The sky is almost ruthless, the world is unpredictable, ask the world, who can escape?