Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

That night.

After all, Chen Xian'an couldn't enforce the curfew.

Wearing a robe, walking on the street, the weather in autumn is a bit cold, and the street is a bit cold.

The doors of every household were tightly closed, and the lights inside passed through the cracks in the doors, casting eerie long shadows on the ground.

Chen Xian'an tightened his body, pulled up his hat, and walked towards Hualou.

The brilliant lights beat on the ground, and people coming and going stepped on the lights.

"This young man, do you have a number plate?"

The matchmaker twisted her orchid fingers and looked at Chen Xian'an with a charming smile. The rouge on her face was thick and powdered.

Chen Xian'an took half a step back and declined the matchmaker's physical contact.

Take out a red number plate and hand it to the other party.

"Scarlet number 10, Xiaolan, come down to receive this young master."

A woman upstairs heard the matchmaker's call, and went downstairs at a timid pace.

Chen Xian'an took a look, good guy, the clothes are almost out of cover.

"My lord, please follow Xiaolan upstairs."

The woman's skin was as creamy, with a ray of unusual pink in the whiteness, and the peach blossoms on the pink face, she looked very beautiful.

She was also observing the appearance of Chen Xian'an, with his tall and straight body and smooth hair. Although he was wearing a mask, his dark black eyes were like an abyss.

Make people intoxicated.

Chen Xianan nodded and followed Xiaolan up to the second floor.

The second floor is where the dignitaries reside, and only people with red cards can enter here.

In order to get this thing, he explained it to Su Jin'er for a long time.

In the end, the number plate was taken away under the warning eyes of the empress.

Seeing the new face, those dignitaries in the capital all glanced at it, then withdrew their gaze and left their hands free on the woman in their arms.

Chen Xian'an found a corner and took off his hat.

"Don't pay attention to me, I'm just someone who came to listen to the music."

The woman froze for a moment when she heard the words, she came to Hualou just to listen to the music, maybe something went wrong.

She stood there, not knowing what to do for a while.

Is she not pretty?Impossible, her appearance has changed a lot recently, and many officials are asking for a lot of money.

The top ten people with red cards come here just to listen to the music...
"What's the matter, is there anything else?"

Seeing that the other party hadn't left yet, Chen Xian'an asked suspiciously.

"My lord, are you sure you're only here to listen to the music?"

The woman twisted the waist of the water snake, and sat gently on Chen Xian'an's lap, her pink cheeks were facing him.

A pair of charming eyes, flowing with autumn water.

"I've heard that Hualou Huakui Ji Wuyou is the most beautiful woman in Anxian, and that Kunqu opera has reached a level of perfection. I'm here to appreciate it. I hope you don't think too much about it."

Chen Xian'an gently lifted the woman, and the other's skin was as smooth as an egg, and it would slide with a slight movement of his fingers.

When the woman heard this, she felt a little pissed.

Ji Wuyou, the oiran is indeed a good one. In a place like Hualou, the most annoying thing is that a woman is crushed in every way.

In Hualou, more than half of the people's goals are Ji Wuyou, but that bitch has always been a geisha, and has never let any man succeed.

Is even such a man interested in her now?

Xiaolan ran away angrily.

Watching the woman leave, Chen Xian'an frowned bit by bit.

The women in the flower building seemed to have been infected with Tianxing, and it was unusual that all of them had good skin.

About half an hour later, the stage curtain in the middle of the second floor slowly opened.

Expose what's inside.

The woman was wearing a long purple dress, sitting on a chair, holding a pipa, I won't describe her appearance, anyway, she is not as good-looking as an empress￣ω￣=
The woman looked down softly and played the pipa lightly.

The melodious tone calmed down the restlessness of the scene in an instant.

Chen Xian'an looked at the woman, "It's strange, this person doesn't seem to be infected."

Although the other party's skin is also very fair and rosy, but this kind of pink is not so gorgeous, but a state that is naturally revealed by the good complexion of the skin.

He knew before that this painting building may have become a hotbed for Tianxing to spread.

This time when I entered the inside, I also wanted to see if I could find the pathogen I wanted here.

But here, there are still normal people.

At the end of the song, Ji Wuyou bowed slightly and returned to the inner courtyard.

Seeing this, Chen Xian'an also followed.

"Another self-righteous kid."

A fat man next to him couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Oiran Ji Wuyou is not so easy to get.

Some other high-ranking officials also sneered when they saw this scene.

In the inner courtyard, Ji Wuyou sensed someone coming from behind, turned around, and looked at him.

What a young master Pianpian, at this moment, she was in a trance.

"Son, what's the matter?"

Chen Xian'an cupped his hands and said: "Gu Liang, I see that your face is dark, there will be a bad omen tonight!"

"···"

Ji Wuyou suddenly felt that his previous feelings were seriously wrong.

"What the hell is the son, if there is nothing to worry about, he will leave."

"Wait a minute, in fact, I don't understand the song just now, and I hope the girl can explain it to me."

"What doubts do you have, son?"

"Ask how the canal is so clear, because there is flowing water coming from the source, just listening to the girl's song, the water seems to be surrounded in place."

Chen Xian looked at the other party quietly, and the eyes under the mask seemed to be able to pierce through the other party.

Ji Wuyou was silent for a while, looked around, grabbed Chen Xian'an's wrist, and ran to a room in the backyard.

"Girl, do you accept kissing between men and women? You will be responsible to me like this."

Chen Xian'an was pulled into the room, pretending to look around in horror.

He felt that he had seen the empress's boudoir, which was enough to see the world, but after seeing this house, he knew what was called girl's heart, and what was called pink.

Ji Wuyou also noticed the strange look in the other party's eyes, and her face blushed slightly.

"Who is the young master?"

"Physician Hua from the Imperial Medical Office has already explained the situation to me, so you can rest assured."

"Uncle Hua?"

Ji Wuyou was a little surprised, but at the same time a little happy.

Uncle Hua?
Chen Xian'an's expression was a little weird. This girl must have some blood relationship with Hua Xiang.

It shouldn't be, it's too bad.

"The son came here this time for the matter of the king of Tibet?"

The matter of King Zao?

It should be called here.

Chen Xian'an nodded, and said, "Miss, can you explain to me the current situation of the Hualou? Let me make it clear to you that most of the entire Hualou has been infected with this disease."

"what?"

Ji Wuyou was taken aback, and asked with a heavy face, "Can you be sure, Young Master?"

"Ah."

Chen Xian'an suddenly thought of a possibility, this girl should be innately immune to this disease.