All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"Where did the fairy sister come from~"

The natural red phoenix eyes smiled, with a bit of frivolity, and the corners of the raised eyebrows and lips seemed to be smiling, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"Could it be that Jiuyin was in a dream? Otherwise, how could he see the fairy sister descending to earth~"

"Well, sister, don't you ignore me?"

Song Xiang suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the charming and unaware man in front of him, his heart pounded.

"Are you the legendary Master Jiuyin?"

"Oh, sister, you know me?" Jiuyin smiled softly and praised sincerely, "Very good, very good. My sister has recognized me. She must know how to read people. I am very happy!"

Song Xiang didn't know how to get along with such a man, and was embarrassed where he was.

But Jiu Yin came up to him very familiarly, took Song Xiang's arm and said, "Sister, you know me, it's a fate, why don't you come with me to sit in the private room, how about it?"

Song Xiang couldn't refuse, and was pulled by Jiu Yinban to the private room where Sang Wan entertained her earlier.

Sang Wan was in the room when she heard what Sui'an said about the situation here and hurried over. Before she even entered the door, she raised her voice: "Jiuyin, don't mess around!"

Immediately afterwards, he walked a few steps quickly, stood still in front of Song Xiang and said, "Girl, don't be angry, Jiuyin has no ill intentions."

"No problem!"

Song Xiang smiled and said: "I think he is innocent and very cute!"

Sang Wan frowned: Innocent? Isn't this a joke?

Jiuyin pushed further and said: "How could I bear to make my sister angry~"

After that, he smiled at Song Xiang again, and that bright smile was particularly touching.

Sang Wan had no choice but to accept his fate and introduce: "Girl, this is Jiu Yin, both of us came from Kyoto with me."

He took advantage of the situation and sat next to Jiuyin, and introduced Song Xiang to Jiuyin in a pretentious manner: "This is Song Xiang, the girl who won the first place in the garden poetry party."

Song Xiang smiled and said to Sang Wan: "You and I have become close friends, so there is no need to be outside like this. Just call me Song Xiang from now on!"

"Then you can call me by my name too!" Sang Wan smiled lightly, cold and clean.

Jiuyin glanced provocatively at Sang Wan and said in a friendly tone: "Since we are Sang Wan's best friend, why don't we have a bar together?"

"It's too late. I'm afraid I'll miss the main business. Why don't we eat some other time?" Song Xiang refused, showing a wry smile.

Jiu Yin was unwilling to let Song Xiang go: "What's the harm in just having one drink? My sister won't even give Jiu Yin this face, right?"

"How is that possible?" Song Xiang took the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, "Is this okay?"

"Well, Jiu Yin persuaded my sister to drink. My sister won't blame Jiu Yin, right?"

"will not!"

"Sister, just don't blame Jiuyin, otherwise Jiuyin will blame himself!"

Sang Wan was speechless and said apologetically to Song Xiang: "Song Xiang, please rest early. I will take him away right now..."

"I'm not leaving, I want to stay with my sister~" Jiuyin stood up and walked to Song Xiang's side. He took Song Xiang's arm, put his head on Song Xiang's shoulder, rubbed her and said, "No, why don't you go?" Jiuyin just wants to be with her sister, okay~"

Song Xiang lowered her head, pursed her lips, and thought: It's over. Now that she has met someone with a higher rank, she finally realizes the joy of modern men. She knows clearly what kind of green leaf the other person is, but she can't refuse the feeling. Even Still intoxicated.

Song Xiang endured it again and again: Okay, okay, let's play like this, force me to take the initiative, right? A talent competition, right? Whoever loses his heart first will have pity, right?

Jiuyin didn't know it, and continued to exude charm: "Sister, do you want Jiuyin to accompany you?"

"Speak quickly, tell me what you want, don't refuse!"

Song Xiang: Huh? Like asking for my emotional value?

Sang Wan stood on one side and clenched his fists tightly: What if he wanted to kick this conspicuous bag out!

"Master Jiuyin, please stop teasing me. If I take it seriously, how will you handle yourself?"

Jiuyin was stunned, as if he didn't expect Song Xiang to say that, and said somewhat uncomfortably: "I'm not joking."

"Oh? Really?" Song Xiang deliberately put his hand around his waist and restrained him, "Even if I kiss Fangze, it doesn't matter to you?"

Song Xiang came closer to Jiuyin, his hot breath sprayed on Jiuyin's ears, and he suddenly blushed.

"So don't provoke me!" Song Xiang took back his hand, pretending as if nothing happened, and took a sip of wine.

Sang Wan shook his head with a helpless expression: "You didn't listen to what I said before. Fortunately, Song Xiang has a clear mind. What would you do if it were her?"

Jiuyin smiled, but still said stubbornly: "I really want to accompany my sister!"

Sang Wan called him: "Let's go, let Song Xiang rest early!"

When Jiuyin heard this, he stood up reluctantly.

...

Zhou Yanzhen had been bored since Song Xiang came upstairs. After asking the old madam, she found out that a new batch of chicks had arrived, and the ones with worse looks could have their first night for thirty taels of silver.

The old madam led a row of young children to the private room. Zhou Yanzhen chose a young man named Bu Nian among them, and paid fifty taels of silver to occupy Bu Nian for a month.

Then he took people to Bu Nian's wing.

It goes without saying what to do.

Day two.

Seeing that Song Xiang got up early, Sang Wan sent water over on New Year's Eve. Song Xiang washed up, said goodbye to him, and then went downstairs to find Zhou Yanzhen.

Zhou Yanzhen was currently hugging Xiangtian who didn't want to sleep. The ground was in a mess and clothes were scattered all over the floor, which showed how crazy the two of them were last night.

After asking the madam, Song Xiang found Bu Nian's wing. When she walked to the door, she put her fist against the person, coughed and said, "Sister Zhou, are you awake?"

Zhou Yanzhen woke up from her dream in a daze. When she saw Bu Nianzheng staring at her motionlessly, she pinched his waistline and said, "Little one, why are you staring at me like this?"

Bu Nian's face turned red and he said with some shame: "Last night the lights were dim and I couldn't see the girl's face clearly. Today I took a closer look and found that the girl was radiant and charming."

"Oh, with such a sweet mouth like yours, if I say anything ridiculous, I won't leave today."

Zhou Yanzhen shouted at the door: "Sister Song Xiang, please go back first, I can't get away."

Song Xiang pursed his lips and smiled, and replied: "Then I won't disturb Sister Zhou's good things, shall I go?"

"Go, go!" Zhou Yanzhen said urgently, her onion-like hands uncontrollably igniting Bu Nian's body.

In the room, an unpleasant sound of gasping soon came.

Song Xiang left Chuntai Pavilion, mounted his horse, and walked slowly along the street, looking for a place to have breakfast.

As soon as he arrived near Liuxianyuan, he saw a boy being thrown out by a boy from Liuxianyuan, which almost startled Song Xiang's horse.

Song Xiang jumped off the horse, pulled the reins and walked to the boy's side. He knelt down to help him up and said, "There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons in there. What are you doing in there?"

The boy cried and looked up, and Song Xiang saw his face clearly. It was the ten-year-old boy who made a big fuss at the gate of Liuxian Yuan last time.