These days, many caravans from foreign countries have come to the capital.

Zhao Can investigated and found that it was a caravan on the surface, but in fact they all came from a big deal.

The emperor felt that they would have some shameful activities with the Eastern Prince's Mansion, so in the past few days, they would dress up in disguise and check the people's sentiments when they had time, and at the same time check if there were any suspicious people.

Ruyi Tower was originally a place where powerful and noble princes in the capital were mixed. Today is the day to choose a courtesan, which is even more lively.

All the princes and nobles have always liked to come to such places when they talk about shameful things.

When the group rushed back to the palace and passed by Ruyi Tower, Ye Feng suggested that everyone go up and sit down together, maybe they can find something.

So, the group sat here.

Ye Feng looked at the girl above and said suspiciously, "It's not like a girl from Dongyao. She looks wild and untamed! Where did this gangster banditry come from? Which country's girls look like this?"

I think there isn't.

Eunuch Lin looked at him, but in fact, he didn't dare to say it.

He was about to die, how did he feel that the "ghost girl" above looked like an empress?

This flowing atmosphere, ah, this independent and special style really looks like the Empress!

However, the Empress is still in the palace, and even if she comes out, she will never be able to come up to run for the courtesan, and it will never be possible!

It must not be the Empress!

Eunuch Lin suppressed the horrifying thoughts in his mind.

Several people looked at their heads with their own thoughts, and did not notice the emperor sitting in the middle of the chair. His handsome face was already dark!

This woman was begging for mercy under him last night, and it was only one day.

He had just come out and she ran out again!

I even came to such a place!

He even ran to the top to run for the courtesan!

Competition, selection, flower, credit!!!

Is she short of a man?

Is she so short of men?

It seems that the whole night did not make her realize her mistake at all!

The man's jaw was tightly stretched like an ice sculpture.

His deep eyes stared at the stage, as if a trapped beast was roaring in his eyes and trying to break free from the cage, but something was trying his best to suppress this surging and crazy force.

The fist hanging beside her was creaking and creaking. I wonder if I should step forward and pull the damn woman back.

Of course

At this moment, the woman above had carefully covered the white cloth and made several elegant moves that were appreciated.

Then he stroked the flat table with force, blew a breath at the table with his little mouth, and suddenly he used force and lifted the white cloth.

Three colorful birds suddenly appeared on the originally bare desktop.

A crowd: ""

Staring at the three birds, I was stunned.

The noisy crowd suddenly fell into a strange silence as if it had been silenced.

What's going on?

The table, they could see, was empty and nothing.

The white cloth just turned around and it was also a piece of white cloth, with nothing.

A piece of white cloth with nothing was spread on a table with nothing, just like that, it was flat. Why did this "ghost girl" turn into three birds after a breath?

Damn, she can't be hymn!

Ah no, it’s not a ghostly swear!

The whole place was silent, and everyone stared at the three little birds as if they had seen a ghost.
Chapter completed!