The day of choosing a courtesan is approaching, and the atmosphere in Yichun Tower is obviously different from usual.

The skirt was slightly swaying, and several women hung a few lanterns on the railing. For a moment, the candlelight swayed, and a few goose yellows fainted directly among the building. In the rippling, the shadows were scattered, coming and going in a hurry, and the air was filled with things known as tension, which enveloped the hearts of these brothel women and were difficult to dissipate.

Faced with this important day, the women were extremely excited. They dressed up and honed their skills... and devoted themselves to the preparations, hoping that "skyling" would happen to them.

But the round room was a different scene.

The beautiful woman in front of the bronze mirror blinked her phoenix eyes and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She touched her forehead with her fingers and carefully checked whether the flower ornaments on her forehead were well attached.

"Da da da da da."

There were rapid footsteps behind him, and another woman with a delicate face appeared in the room.

"Sister Yuanyuan! Look, is this makeup look good? I plan to use this makeup on the day of the courtesan!"

Xiaoya jumped behind Yuanyuan who was dressed in front of the mirror, put her hands on her shoulders, lowered her head, turned her face to the beautiful sitting woman, and laughed at the beautiful woman.

Upon hearing this, Yuanyuan subconsciously turned her head, widened her eyes and looked at Xiaoya's makeup seriously, and shook her head helplessly: "Xiaoya, your makeup has never changed."

I thought Xiaoya had changed her makeup, but I didn't expect that she would still have the same makeup.

Xiaoya grinned, supported herself, and sat down at the round bed. As she kept tapping the air, her skirt began to move upwards, revealing her fair calves directly.

She raised her head and squinted her eyes, as if she was recalling something, very happy:

"Hehe! After all, what he likes the most is this makeup! Rouge, green onion, face... Oh, I almost forgot, I also have to prepare that red double-breasted skirt and clear samo!"

Xiaoya stroked her hair, sat on the bed and kicked her legs casually, and excitedly thought about what preparations she should have for the coming days. Her two fair ankles kept shaking in the air, and her skirt was swaying higher and higher.

Yuanyuan smiled, stood up and walked to the bed to sit down, and looked at Xiaoya carefully: "My Xiaoya is so beautiful. On the day of the courtesan, he will definitely be fascinated by you so much that he can't even speak!"

"Hehehe!~"

Xiaoya's eyes were bent into crescent moons. She shook her head, her eyes flashed, and she was looking forward to the time when the courtesan reunion with her lover.

"I haven't seen you for three years...Mr., are you doing well?"

Three years ago, a scholar who was taking the exam met her and the two became friends.

The beautiful scenery was in a hurry, and the two of them finally parted. Before the parting, the scholar promised that on the day of the election of the courtesan in three years, he would bring a grand ceremony to welcome Xiaoya into the door.

"Xiaoya, what did that scholar agree with you?" Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her ears, and couldn't help but gossip.

Xiaoya was stunned, then her eyes were filled with something famous for her happiness, and she slowly spoke: "He told me that on the day of the courtesan, I would like to put on a red makeup for ten miles..."

——Jun Zhinuo, in a daze, he gave his true feelings.

Before he finished speaking, Xiaoya smiled and stretched out her hand to touch her round chin with a teasing voice. She deliberately made a thicker voice and looked like a romantic young man: "Hehe, this girl is so beautiful! I'm in Zhan'an, I dare to ask the girl's name and where is her home..."

Yuanyuan was stunned, and several red clouds suddenly rose on her face, and she was so beautiful.

"Okay, Xiaoya, you dare to make fun of me!"

After saying that, she smiled and grabbed Xiaoya's hand, and gently pushed it, Xiaoya's soft body fell on the bed.

"Sister Yuanyuan, please spare me!"

The laughter of silver bells kept coming from the room, and the two were playing on the bed. The cheerful atmosphere in the room was incompatible with the tense atmosphere in Yichun Building.

After a long time, two tired people sat on the bed and chatted.

Xiaoya stared at the colorful phoenix-shaped pearl hairpin worn by Yuanyuan and said, "...Sister Yuanyuan, although Zhan An is not as rich as other young masters, he really loves you! If I don't say you, you should also take the initiative, don't let him think you don't feel anything about him."

Listening to this, Yuanyuan didn't respond. She was just dazed and didn't know what she was thinking.

"In the face of love, all kinds of gold, silver and treasures are just a pile of broken stones! We must seize the truly precious things..."

Xiaoya talked about her view of love again, and Yuanyuan sat beside her and listened carefully, thinking about something.

"As long as you confirm that the person you like treats you sincerely, it doesn't matter if you give everything for him... Hehe, thinking back then, he was poor and I lent him money everywhere to raise some money, hoping that he can be ashamed when he takes the exam!"

When she heard this, Yuanyuan widened her eyes in surprise. She had never heard Xiaoya mention this.

"Hmm? Why didn't you borrow it from me at that time?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you're worried about me!"

As the two chatted, the knock on the door began to sound. Yuanyuan and Xiaoya looked at each other, then looked at the door and shouted "Please come in".

Xiaoya grinned and smiled, "I guess Zhan An is here to find you!"

Then, a young man with elegant temperament and handsome face walked in.

Seeing that she guessed correctly, Xiaoya smiled proudly, and before she could be happy, her expression suddenly frozen again.

"Zhan'an, why are you carrying so many colorful flowers?"

Xiaoya looked at the big basket behind Zhan An in surprise, and dozens of colorful flowers were lying in the basket. Yuanyuan and Xiaoya looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Yuanyuan blinked, wondering if it was an illusion, but she always felt that Zhan An's momentum seemed a little different when she came over.

Zhan An seemed to have a lot of confidence in his heart, and his high aura was constantly showing. He held his head and chest up. Yuanyuan had never seen this confident look on him before.

"what happened……"

Zhan An walked forward, stared at the astonished Yuanyuan affectionately, with a serious expression, and said word by word: "Yuanyuan, believe me, I will definitely give you happiness!"

Yuanyuan still didn't react. She stared blankly at the extremely serious young man in front of her, with thoughts flying.

"What the hell is wrong..."

Very good, why did you suddenly come here with a large basket of colorful flowers on your back? You look so excited, your eyes full of confidence...

Yuanyuan is really confused.

Zhan An looked around and found the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the table. He didn't put down the basket and walked up to start splashing ink. Yuanyuan and Xiaoya, who had not reacted, subconsciously followed him, walked to the table, and looked at the handwriting on the paper with their heads tilted.

Looking at the poem written by Zhan An, Xiaoya opened her mouth and slowly recited:

"The moon is missing...the moon hangs on the sparse tung tree, and the person is quiet for the first time..."

As they were reciting, the two raised their heads and looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes!

——Zhan An can write poems?

Zhan An's expression was serious, and he continued to splash ink despite the exclamations of the two.

After staying in this fairy world for so many years, he had long discovered that some poems from his previous life did not exist in this world, but some poems still exist... In any case, he had confirmed that Suozi from Suoshi did not exist.

Then he can write with confidence!

"Who sees the lonely man coming and going, the misty lonely shadow of the wild geese..."

Xiaoya continued to recite, but she felt the cold mood slowly spread out, shaking her heart. The surprise in the eyes of the two became more and more intense, waiting for the next chapter.

"I was shocked but turned around, and I had no regrets... I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live... The lonely sandbank was cold."

Xiaoya suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhan An. She felt that it was her first time meeting this guy.

——The words and sentences of this artistic conception were actually written by a young piano master!

Yuanyuan's eyes flashed, and she murmured the last sentence of this word, and she fell into a daze.

Zhan An stood up and stared at Yuanyuan seriously. He was a little nervous while speaking, and he forced himself to be proud of his momentum:

"Yuanyuan, this word is given to you. I want to say...I want to say to you, no matter what, I will do my best to give you happiness!"

At the same time, he couldn't help but curse himself in his heart, and he actually made such a clumsy confession.

It feels like a failure!

Yuanyuan lowered her head and stared at the words on the table, then raised her to look at Zhan An, with a dazed look and extremely complicated eyes.

Although I don’t know why Zhan An suddenly came to express his feelings, I don’t know why he suddenly became so confident, and I don’t know why he had to carry a lot of colorful flowers on his back...

——But the love in his eyes is true!

After a long time, she pursed her red lips and turned her head to look at the woman beside her. Xiaoya blinked, and then came to her senses from the artistic conception of the words and sentences. She nodded with a smile and signaled Yuanyuan to respond.

Taking a deep breath, Yuanyuan closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. Xiaoya's previous words echoed in her ears again. She opened her eyes and finally made a decision.

With a hint of playfulness, she smiled like a flower.

"Aren't you going to send me something?"

Zhan An stared blankly at the beautiful woman in front of him. His previous high momentum seemed to break the dam and instantly disintegrated!

The person I have been thinking about day and night finally responded to myself!

"Yuanyuan, what you want! I will give it to you no matter what it is! No matter how precious or rare, I will do my best to present it to you!" Zhan An said loudly with excitement.

Unexpectedly, Yuanyuan, who heard this, closed her eyes and shook her head. This action instantly made Zhan An's heart feel cold.

moment,

Under Zhan An's astonished gaze, Yuanyuan opened her eyes, walked to Zhan An's side, and picked up a colorful flower from the basket behind him.

Then,

Yuanyuan took off the precious colorful phoenix-shaped pearl hairpin on her head, put the colorful flowers on her head, opened her red lips lightly, showed a shy look on her face, and said softly...

——"Is it good to wear it like this?"

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To be continued...