"I didn't expect that the young master is still a scholar. Young master, why don't we try the upside-down golden hook you mentioned just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaohong's whole body had already plunged into Mu Changqing's arms with a fiery breath.

Mu Changqing touched her thigh and slowly pushed her away.

Just kidding, I taught her some novel postures just to liven up the atmosphere and to make more money by the way, but I didn't discuss the idea of ​​kung fu with her.

Xiaohong came out of Mu Changqing's arms a little embarrassedly and sorted out her wrinkled clothes.

Although this person occasionally takes advantage of him, Xiaohong knows that this person doesn't like him.

Because when he spoke these seductive words, his eyes were always clear and without any lust.

How could she not see her eyes that knew countless people?

But she was originally a woman of Fengchen, and this embarrassment disappeared in the blink of an eye. She pulled Mu Changqing's thigh and continued to massage him.

Mu Changqing was also happy to enjoy it, and the two were chatting together.

While speaking, a woman in blue covered her face with a white gauze, and walked up to the round platform with a lotus in her arms.

Everyone in the hall also calmed down, staring at the graceful woman in green on the stage.

I saw the woman debugging the strings, and her red lips under the white gauze slightly opened, revealing her beautiful neck. She plucked the strings with her slender hands while singing slowly.

"The rain fell and the bow was frightened, and the smudged into a memorial letter."

"It turns out that meetings in the world are just a glance at the shocking horizon."

"It was only when the swallow returned that he felt his heart throbbing."

"The boy prefers to climb a high building and spends his years in the void."

…………

"It turns out that all the words love are just a word that goes to dream."

"The oil is gone and the lamp is gone and the peach blossoms are broken to worship."

"Who is looking forward to the back of the dream"

...

"No one cares about it to bury the new tombs of old friends."

"Only we can forget each other as if we have never met."

After the song was sung, the lingering sound was gone, and the woman's gentle and sadness was sang to the fullest.

The woman finished her song and stood up slightly and bowed, without saying a word and turned around and entered the curtain.

Mu Changqing couldn't help but look at this woman with some admiration.

It’s not that her song is so beautiful, after all, for Mu Changqing, this song is too monotonous, and the meaning of forcing melancholy is too obvious.

A woman who is about 28 years old does not have so much love to vent? Besides, the meaning of this lyrics is to mourn the husband, isn’t it too exaggerated?

The point that I admired was that this woman’s promotion was interesting to her.

Having done a good job, it also achieved good results.

If it were a brothel woman in the past, she would have been dealing with the young masters and wealthy businessmen to receive praise and rewards.

But the woman didn't say anything, and left quietly after the song, leaving only a hazy and beautiful back for everyone.

After all, what you can't get is the best.

Looking at the scene of the people in the hall looking at the curtains one by one, you can tell how good the effect is. It is not enough to be considered by the rewards in front of you.

"Who is this girl?"

Lin Mu Changqing turned his head and asked Xiaohong.

Xiaohong said a little jealously.

"What's wrong, have you fallen in love with our Cuiyu?"

Cuiyu? This name is average.

"You, what are you thinking? I just think you sing well and just ask casually. I think our big red girl is much more real than her. I don't like her attitude as if she is in the clouds."

"real?"

The little red said with some surprise.

"Of course."

"Hmph, that's it. Who are you showing this every day? I wonder how coquettish she is on the bed. See if she still holds this airs on the bed."

Mu Changqing couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that the battle between women existed in any dynasty and anywhere.

But why do I feel more envious when I hear this?

In fact, it is understandable. Who made her compare her lack of this most critical years?

While chatting, a group of soldiers walked into the building.

Mu Changqing's hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but slap.

Then he patted Xiaohong's little hand with a hint of sleepiness: "I'm a little tired, I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Xiaohong was quite reluctant: "Mr. Xu really doesn't want Xiaohong to serve in bed? Xiaohong doesn't accept the money from the young master."

"Haha, next time, next time will definitely."

After saying that, Mu Changqing walked to the second floor drunk.

When he reached the door of a room, Mu Changqing turned around and looked at the hall downstairs. The man led by the soldier was talking to the madam in Yanchen Building.

Mu Changqing turned around and entered the room, then closed the door tightly.

In a short while, the footsteps were already heard outside the house.

"Young Master, the master calls you back."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then a voice from someone rang out of the door.

Soon, Xu Maoran's impatient voice came from the room.

"Get out! Didn't you see you're busy?"

"You guys go back first, and I will go back to Chang'an tomorrow."

After hearing this angry but familiar voice, the man outside the door was not annoyed, but instead felt relieved.

"The villain said goodbye first."

After saying that, the sound of footsteps gradually faded.

After listening at the door for a while, Mu Changqing confirmed that he had walked away, and then he returned to the bed.

A haggard and miserable man was lying on the bed.

Who else could Xu Maoran have if it weren't?

"Yes, can you give me some fun?"

He smiled ferociously, and Xu Maoran looked at Mu Changqing.

Shaking his head slightly, Mu Changqing showed a warm smile.

"Don't worry, my uncle, it's not the time yet, I, Mu Mousu, keep my word."

"you…………"

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but Xu Maoran faced his fists.

He knocked Xu Maoran unconscious and hid under the bed, and Mu Changqing put on a night clothes and jumped out of the window.

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Outside Jihe County.

The drizzle kept falling.

On the rugged mountain road, a group of people were walking rapidly in the rain, and a black shadow followed closely in the night.

Could it be that the old guy Xu Youqian didn’t come here?

The black shadows like swimming fish were passing by, but they were a little suspicious.

There was no problem with Xu Maoran's letter. If the old fox saw it, he would have doubts, but it was this slight doubt that he could be transferred out of the city.

As long as he leaves the mansion, even dozens of people accompanying Mu Changqing is confident that he will deal with them without knowing it this night.

But at present, it seems that there are only this team of soldiers coming?

These cannon fodders naturally cannot let Mu Changqing take action.

Could it be that this trip will fail?

He weighed it in his heart, and Mu Changqing's actions continued to stop.

The group of people walked outside a valley, and the leader raised his hand and called everyone down. Then the Siye took a look and saw the faint rain curtain, no one else was seen.
Chapter completed!