Chapter Thirty-Six: Beauty, Sword, and Murder

The woman didn't look back, her eyes moved to the guests below, and her cherry lips opened slightly, "The owner of the garden doesn't know what to do, how does Yanran know?"

In the private room, there is a figure in a white dress, covered by a veil, with a cold temperament, cold eyes, and a pair of eyes that are like ten thousand years of ice, giving people a sense of coldness. Behind them, two handmaidens stood respectfully.

"Everyone said thank you Yanran for her blue heart, it turned out that there was something that Xie Yanran didn't know, Xiaohuan, give a century-old daughter red to the four below. ”

"Yes, owner. ”

The maidservant turned and departed.

Xie Yanran turned around, came to the table and sat down, and smiled slightly, "It turns out that there is still wine that the owner of the garden needs to give away." ”

"Wine, it's meant to be drunk, so what about sending a few jars? It's you, even the heart has been sent out, and even I don't care about it. ”

Xie Yanran smiled, like that fairy, she was the maidservant, and she was also stupid.

"What is the owner of the garden, Yanran wants to leave, the owner of the garden can't stay, everyone is good to get together and disperse, what's wrong? The owner of the garden did this, but it made Yanran very embarrassed. ”

"Hmph!" The woman in the white dress snorted coldly, the maid came back from her obsession, and hurriedly begged for mercy, but the woman in the white dress didn't look at her, and looked at Xie Yanran with cold eyes, "The evil king wants to take you away, and he also wants to see the evil king's ability, go, if he can take you out of here, just go, never come back." ”

"Yanran thanked the gardener!" Xie Yanran got up, saluted the woman in the white dress, took a deep breath, her eyes showed firmness, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The sound of the guzheng stopped, and on the red high platform, all the women who were singing and dancing retreated, and many guests were staring.

Jingle ...... Jingle ...... Jingle ......

A rattle sounded, the square corridor, suddenly hung down the red tulle, a red silk slowly fell, on the red silk, a bewitching woman in red is slowly dancing, swaying, dancing, like a beating fiery elf.

Ning Wuji, who was drinking, was also attracted by this figure, the woman in red was wearing a red hufu, some similar to the costumes of Indian dance in the previous life, green silk like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist, gently swinging, graceful and light, like a jade neck, the skin was moist, pink, with a small golden bell, the willow waist was full of hand, but it had unexpectedly toughness, making difficult movements, her hands were slender and white and tender, or she was holding flowers or cranes, her snow-white belly was dazzling, and her feet were white and tender.

There is not a single part of the woman's body that is not charming.

The bell sounded slowly as the woman danced, and the sound of the entire attic disappeared in this instant, and in everyone's eyes, they only saw the red elf dancing, as if they were fascinated.

As the woman in red fell to the ground, a drum sounded, and then, a burst of passionate drum music sounded, and the woman's gentle movements became wild by the way.

Knock Knock......

At the end of the song, the woman in red twisted her waist, grabbed the red silk, and her posture rotated in mid-air, the bells, drums, and the dance to the extreme, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

Applause, applause, and the whole attic echoed with applause and applause.

The woman in red fell, saluted in all directions, her eyes and teeth were bright, and her red lips were attractive, just like a fire, which could instantly ignite the lust in a man's heart.

"Xie Lu, thank you for your support, the little woman is grateful, here, I would like to give you a drink!"

Jin Ling'er smiled with a smile on her face, took a glass of wine, raised her head and drank it.

"Good...... Miss Jin is arrogant, you can't nest your pockets, I, Li Gongtai, toast Miss Jin with a cup. A cheer sounded, and I saw Li Gongtai raise his glass and drink it in one gulp.

"It's Li Gongtai again, this guy is not authentic, every time he is in the limelight, respect for the golden girl!" another son spoke.

There was a big laugh around, these people are all children of Jiangnan eunuchs, and they are frequent visitors to Yixiangyuan, they are all familiar with each other, and they are joking to make fun of it.

"It's a pity that today's sons are not cheering for Ling'er. ”

Jin Ling'er, who was still smiling just now, was about to cry in an instant, and the faint voice really smelled sad, listening to the tears, and instantly awakened the softness in the man's heart.

In an instant, Jin Ling'er had a smile on her face again, and said, "Today, the first prostitute in Jiangnan, Sister Xie Yanran Xie is a guest in Yixiangyuan. ”

The crowd automatically separated, only to see a woman in white coming, as if out of a painting, it is difficult to describe the woman's appearance, it seems that all words have lost their color in front of the woman, she is a beautiful and refined, not eating the fireworks of the world.

Jin Ling'er gives people a kind of enthusiasm like fire, which arouses people's desire, while Xie Yanran gives people a kind of water-like indifference, dusty, and not blasphemous.

Walking on the high platform, Xie Yanran smiled at Jin Ling'er, looked at the guests around, bowed slightly, and then stretched out her sleeves and sat down in front of the guqin.

Xie Yanran's eyebrows are like green feathers, her teeth are like shellfish, her muscles are like snow, her waist is like a bundle, her hands are touching the piano, her movements are elegant, and her body is hidden in the red veil.

The sound of the piano sounded slowly, softly like the language of a lover, lingering, leisurely, as if whispering to a lover, with sweetness, but also through determination, the surrounding guests, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, sometimes sweet, sometimes sad, intoxicated, immersed in it.

Ning Wujian closed his eyes, in the sound of the qin, fell into memories, at that time, he and she were also like this, sweet with a little shyness, that was the most tender in his heart, now he was awakened by the sound of the qin little by little, and two lines of tears were left.

The sound of the piano had already stopped, but there was no sound in the attic, and the scholar who had been playing with the wine glass had tears in his eyes, stood up, picked up the long sword, shook his hand, the scabbard was shattered, lifted a pot of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

The sword came out, the hanging red yarn turned into a sky of red, the scholar held the sword, and in the fragmentary red yarn, slowly fell beside Xie Yanran, his eyes were stunned, with indescribable affection, and gently called: "Yanran, I'll take you away!"

Xie Yanran, who was like the fairy in the world, stood up, with infinite tenderness in her eyes, and with tears, she threw herself into the arms of the scholar.

In the private room, the woman in the white dress quietly looked at the two people who were like fairy couples, and sighed faintly, "Why bother?"

The big red curtain hung down, obscuring everyone's sight, and the nurses of Yixiang Garden came in, "I'm sorry, there are some accidents in the park, please leave first, today's consumption will be canceled." ”

The guests didn't know what was going on, only to see a scholar with a sword break in, but in a place like Yixiangyuan, it was inevitable that such a thing would happen, and the guests had to leave with regrets.

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