Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Ning Rong's life is full of accidents all the time. If he hadn't heard her playing the piano, he wouldn't have walked into this attic. If he knew that he would meet him here?Ning Rong might not go in.

However, unexpected life is always uncontrollable, if not, how will those thrilling grievances and hatreds be staged in the future.

Ning Rong will never forget that scene. It was a brothel full of people and a noisy environment. Inside, there were countless romantic men, wealthy businessmen and wealthy people, shouting in disorder. The name of the brothel was quite elegant, it was called Anxianglou .

Ning Rong can swear to the sky, before he entered, he had no idea that this was an ancient brothel that people linger on, and there are legends that sexy things happen every moment, and Ning Rong once thought that he would never get along with him in his life. There is an intersection here.

Until...the appearance of him and her!

Anxiang Building, even if it is not late at night, the place is still overcrowded. Before Ning Rong entered, he saw Zhou Cang's strange eyes, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. He was not told until he walked in that this is Nanyang City The most famous brothel.

Other brothels are open to welcome guests at night, and girls rest during the day, but Anxianglou is a special existence, they are open during the day as usual, and the Chu people inside are also the best. She is a wonderful woman with both talent and beauty.

Oh!

Isn't it just selling art but not selling yourself!

Long-winded!

Ning Rong rolled her eyes at Zhou Cang angrily, seeing how anxious you are, people who don't know would think your young master is an anxious person.

How to find it?

Could it be that these people can play the piano and recite poems with Chu people, and your young master is a gentleman with a brilliant literary talent, so he can't go in and have a sip of fragrant wine.

Chapter 295 The Dark Fragrance Building

"cough!"

Ning Rong pretended to be calm and reprimanded Zhou Cang, telling him to put away his rude appearance and not to lose face as a cultural person.

The corner of Zhou Cang's mouth twitched, looking at the young master who instantly turned into a young man when he entered the brothel, he muttered to himself, if he accidentally told everyone Mi, what would happen to the young master?

Ning Rong didn't know that at this moment, the people around him were thinking about whether to sell him or not.

The sound of the piano came from the second floor of the Anxiang Building. Although the downstairs was full of noise, full of people coming and going about fame and fortune, her sound of the piano was unmoved.

The resentful and lingering tune seems to be recalling the past, as if looking forward to a bright future, but the cruel reality makes her have to stop here.

No matter how gorgeous the fireworks outside were, they couldn't stop her lonely and longing heart at that moment.

The first time Ning Rong looked up at her, an inexplicable sense of fear arose in his heart. It was a resonance between the hearts. She was lonely. Her loneliness gave Ning Rong a familiar feeling. Ever since he came During the five years of this dynasty, he thought everything had been put down, but the sound of her piano reminded him of it.

Her loneliness is mixed with infinite sorrow, it is a kind of lonely waiting, it is a kind of helplessness that cannot be found!She just sat there quietly, plucking the sad strings with her slender fingers, as if waiting for a thousand years, Ning Rong couldn't help but walk to the second floor.

The sound of the zither was melodious and pleasant, people upstairs and downstairs applauded loudly, the lively atmosphere made Ning Rong frown displeased, but this group of ordinary people did not deserve to listen to the qin sound of this Chu people.

The woman in the goose-yellow gauze dress had thick hair hanging down her shoulders like a waterfall, her straight Qiong nose was white and flawless, and her delicate and elegant features carried a rare heroism.

How could the contradictory aura of weakness and heroism appear on such a young girl at the same time.

Maybe I was drunk!

Ning Rong secretly sighed.

However, it was her three thousand strands of hair that made Ning Rong's eyes shine. She was different from other Chu people. Others were all painstakingly planning their buns, interspersed with various emerald pearls and jewels. dress up.

Only she... never seemed to care about these things, but casually tied her hair with a blue scarf. This kind of natural and casual beauty made Ning Rong come out of Qiongyao Wonderland. The beautiful picture has already made him drunk .

The table on the second floor was already full of people, Ning Rong was not in a hurry, just smiled flatly and looked at everyone, if no one appreciates such an elegant and melodious piano sound, wouldn't it be a waste of these white and flawless jade hands.

Huh?

Ning Rong smiled even wider, because he found a perfect place to listen to the piano.

Although... There is already a person there, but Ning Rong believes that he is also a person with a story, and he should not reject himself, a person with a story,

Under the pale eyebrows of the man are a pair of vicissitudes of life eyes, and the straight bridge of the nose is somewhat eye-catching, but his thin lips are tightly closed into a thin line, and his face is full of desolate sorrow, as if there are endless thoughts in his heart. Like caring.

Ning Rong smiled faintly at him, and sat down on his own.

"Who are you?" The man smiled faintly at Ning Rong, his casual smile was just like Ning Rong himself, very casual and confident.

"A passer-by!" Ning Rong gently sniffed the aroma of the other's wine glass, and his eyes lit up. It turned out to be five treasures of fine wine. It is rare to meet someone who understands wine in Nanyang City. You must know that the shopkeeper of Cao Hong's family is a A profiteer always buys three treasures of wine as five treasures of wine. In his words, these people just want to get drunk, and they are all the same.

"I was attracted by the sound of her piano!" Ning Rong didn't know why, but suddenly explained again, maybe he felt that the person in front of him should be the same as himself, and there was always some unknown pain in his heart.

but……

Ning Rong could feel that the loneliness of the three of them was different.

"You seem to be very proficient in rhythm..." The man raised his hand to signal Ning Rong to let himself go, and he was also unceremoniously drinking for himself. As for the wine glass in front of Ning Rong, he directly ignored it.

"Eh? Shouldn't sir invite me to drink a glass of wine?" Ning Rong stared at him blankly.

"You and I don't seem to be close enough to drink!" the man said bluntly.

Zhou Cang and the others got angry and stared at this rude and arrogant person with wide eyes.

Ning Rong smiled lightly, "That's right! Then please sir, have a taste of my wine!"

As Ning Rong said, he took Zhou Cang and handed it to the wine gourd, poured a glass for himself, and poured another glass for the other party.

"Zizi..."

The man was not polite, raised his head and drank the wine glass.

"You really are not an ordinary person, good wine," the man's eyes flashed brightly, "However, you are also a strange person, your loneliness is a bit confused!"

"Ha ha……"

Ning Rong looked at the other party noncommittally and said: "Mister's loneliness is helpless waiting!"

Oh?

The man was even more curious about Ning Rong now. After a long time, he nodded slowly and said: "That's right! I came here to wait for someone, but he never showed up!"

"At the same time, lonely people, why meet each other before, come! Cheers!"

Ning Rong suddenly had a feeling, raised his wine glass and saluted the woman playing the piano and drank it down.

"This……"

"Plum Blossom Drunk!"

"A good name, fresh and elegant. Although it is not as full-bodied as my five-treasure wine, it is also elegant and indifferent, with a refreshing taste! Rare! Rare!"

Ning Rong hadn't finished speaking when the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Turning around to look, there was only one song. The light-yellow girl who was playing the piano quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and stood up gracefully.