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At the flower-picking banquet at the end of the month, Wei Le excitedly dragged Su Huan and Wei Wuyou in. This was the result of her hunger strike for half a day.

Wei Le was wearing a small melon skin hat and a crimson jacket, holding a paper fan in his hand, walking between Su Huan and Wei Wuyou, who had sullen faces.

The two were tossed by her, one was wearing a plain robe, Xiao Su raised his hand, and his hair was tied with blue silk, like a solitary snow and frost, which set off the rare blue eyes in the Central Plains, which were extraordinarily bright.

One person is wearing a sky-blue robe, and his hair is tied up with bamboo hairpins, like elegant green bamboo, light-colored glass, brows and eyes are dull, but there is an elegant and dusty charm.

"You run slowly." Su Huan stared away at the people beside him, and pulled Wei Le to walk in. The Guigong from the brothel wanted to stop him, but seeing the noble and outstanding two people in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, and then greeted him. The three walked to the lobby.

A loud gong sounded to kick off the flower-picking banquet. The old bustard stood on the round platform and said with a smile,

"Thank you all the lords and officials for your appreciation. Every lord has three flowers in his hands. As long as he likes the one he throws at his feet, the girl who gets the most flowers is the oiran of the flower-picking feast, and only the oiran who hits the flower My master and son, only then will I have the opportunity to spend a good night with the oiran!".

"Don't be a fool, let the oiran come out and let us all have a look." The people below couldn't wait,

The old bustard covered her lips and said with a smile, "The oiran among the ten beauties of Kyushu must be a beautiful country, and I'm waiting for you."

The ten beauties of Kyushu appeared on the stage one after another, some were good at dancing water sleeves, their posture was light and graceful, some bowed their heads and plucked the strings, the sound of the piano was faint and endless, and some wrote lyrics and sang songs on the spot, chanting tactfully...

Each of the top ten beauties has their own abilities, and they are all charming, which aroused applause from the audience, and flowers were thrown all over the stage.

"Okay!", Wei Le huddled in Su Huan's arms, knocking on melon seeds, his eyes were black and bright, and he was about to throw a flower in his hand, but Su Huan stopped him.

"Don't make trouble, Ah Huan, they are not as good as you." Wei Le raised his head, smiling like a spring,

"I promised you to come, so I will watch honestly and don't mess around." Su Huan poured tea for her and stuffed the peeled melon seeds into her hands.

"Sister, which one do you like?" Wei Le asked curiously, tilting his head, and saw Wei Wuyou holding his head, teasing Jiang Ling to eat melon seeds, which made Wei Le curl his lips, "Sure enough, one or both It's incomprehensible."

At this moment, different from Qingyue who was in front of the oriole coming out of the valley, a slightly hoarse voice sang in a low voice, "The wind and rain are miserable, and the rooster crows and crows",

The chime was struck lightly, and there was a deep sound. A man in a red robe, barefoot, with snow-white complexion and red lips.

The lingering sound of the chime bells lingered, and the voice of the song was melodious, "Since you see a gentleman, what are you talking about?" The man raised his head and smiled. He was so colorful, like thousands of flowers, and the whole place was suddenly silent.

Wei Wuyou suddenly raised his head, frowned slightly, and spat, "Nan Zhu",

As if hearing her whisper, the man turned his head to look, with a smile on his lips, and sang, "The wind and rain are dark, and the rooster crows endlessly",

The scarlet robes are gorgeous and eye-catching, and the eyes are flowing, and with the last singing, "Since you see a gentleman, don't Yunhu like it?",

The benefactors in the audience threw the flowers in their hands away.

Wei Wuyou pursed his lips, then snorted amusedly, "Sister, what are you laughing at?" Taking advantage of Su Huan's inattention, Wei Le threw down the flowers in his hand.

"If the oiran they selected was found to be a man by the benefactor, wouldn't it be funny?" Wei Wuyou said, stroking Jiang Ling's head with his lips slightly curled up.

"Ah?! My flower", Wei Le was full of regrets, carefully observing the people on the stage, they were indeed not as slender as the woman's bones.

"Fengniang, it's obvious that the oiran has already been decided, you should start bidding quickly," someone shouted uncontrollably,

"Officials, don't worry, there is another girl?" The old bustard covered her lips and said with a smile, "Don't regret it."

Just listen to the clear music, when the soul-stirring flute sounds lightly, countless delicate petals flutter in the sky and the earth,

Wearing a purple dress fluttering in the wind, long hair pouring down, the breeze blows over the tulle on the face, revealing a pair of black eyes, like sparkling water, raising the wrists and lowering the eyebrows, lightly relaxing the cloud hands, the jade sleeves are blown by the wind,

The long sword in the hand is like a wonderful brush, like a silk string, turning, throwing, opening, closing, rounding, and curved, flowing clouds and flowing water, dragons and phoenixes.

As she looked around, her eyes were shining brightly, and the slightly raised eye ends were charming and elegant.

Wei Wuyou suddenly clenched his fists, staring at the person on the stage without blinking, is it her?

Her erratic dancing posture, wide sleeves opening and closing to cover up, further set off her phoenix appearance with all kinds of demeanor, a bit noble and arrogant.

As soon as the petals fell to the ground, countless flowers were thrown from the stage, forming a sea of ​​flowers, and she danced lightly in the sea of ​​flowers.

Obviously, at the flower-picking feast tonight, the oiran was born!

"Stunning beauty! My master is going to make a deal tonight!", the spectators in the audience clapped the table and shouted, "Stop talking wildly!",

The old bustard walked onto the stage slowly, and said with a smile, "Tonight's oiran has a new rule. Only the person she chooses will be the guest of honor."

The purple-clothed woman stood gracefully on the stage, with a graceful figure, her pair of beautiful eyes swept Wei Wuyou's side inadvertently, and her eyes were shining brightly.

"No! At least take off the veil! Otherwise, why should I become an oiran!" Someone shouted dissatisfiedly, "Yes! My master spent so much money to choose an oiran, I must see her beauty!", the audience The spectators are all rioting.

Just as the old bustard was about to speak, the purple-clothed woman raised her hand to stop her, and took off her veil generously. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with spring water in her eyes, clear waves of hope, and she shouted softly, "How?! It must be convinced! "

Her nimble eyes are shrewd and spiritual, delicate and charming, and the two strands of hair on the side of her cheeks brushed her cheeks with the wind, adding a bit of seductive style, her beauty is pure, flawless and charming, you can't help but be dissatisfied.

"Choose it, choose it quickly", the spectators blushed and stared greedily at the people on stage, ready to move.

The girl in purple swept her eyes across the audience, pointed at a young man in white, and said with a smile, "It's you!".

Leaving the flower-picking banquet, Wei Le tugged at Su Huan's sleeve angrily, "I haven't seen who the oiran chooses yet? You just dragged me out."

"The appearance is ordinary, what's so good about it?" Su Huan said, Wei Wuyou nodded beside him, Wei Le raised his eyes, and glanced at the two of them strangely, it was rare for them to speak in unison.

Wei Le went to the flower-picking feast just to be happy for a while, but he didn't know that he offended Su Huan, and he was locked in the room for three days without staying, so let's not mention this for now.

At night, Wei Wuyou sneaked to the palace to change the dynasty, but Liu Ji's bedroom was deserted.

Wild smoke and weeds, damaged palace tiles, cobwebs, and dust accumulation, Wei Wuyou walked slowly through the corridor by the lake, the vermilion pavilion, in the dead of night, only the buzzing of insects.

Curls of light smoke rose from the lake, faint singing came from the distant palace wall, and the lingering white mist seemed to turn into a willow figure, wrapping around Wei Wuyou's side, whispering softly.

Wei Wuyou gave a low laugh, rubbed his swollen forehead, and waved his palm to disperse the fog in front of his eyes.

The mist gradually cleared, and there was a woman in green clothes standing at the other end of the corridor, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, smiling, Wei Wuyou was shocked, and blurted out, "A Liu".

The mist filled the eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the woman was in front of Wei Wuyou. She was wearing a palace dress, with green temples and red face, and her eyebrows were eight or nine points similar to Ji Liu. She shouted softly, "Wei Wuyou, you Finally came to see me."

"A Liu", Wei Wuyou choked with sobs, before he could speak, the man rushed into her arms like a gust of wind, with a fragrant fragrance, and his ears and temples rubbed against each other.

Wei Wuyou was unconscious, her eyes swept over Ji Liu's lips, revealing an extremely seductive smile.

Wei Wuyou was stunned, clapped his hands down, and shouted angrily, "Monster!",

The man managed to dodge her palm, and laughed charmingly, "Wei Wuyou, you are really difficult to deal with", that familiar voice made Wei Wuyou easily recognize the person coming.

"Nanzhu!" Wei Wuyou shouted angrily,

The green clothes faded away, and she was dressed in a dazzling red dress. Nan Zhu had long hair loose, straight sword eyebrows with raised ends, slender and charming eyes, thin lips full of cherry blossoms, male and female indistinguishable, a charm came out from the bones.

"Well...it seems that we Wuyou understand whether we like men or women." Nan Zhu covered his lips and smiled lightly, "It's okay, if you like women, I'm a woman."

She walked slowly, surrounded by white mist, as if her facial features were much softer, her robes fluttered, her gaze looked radiant, charming and delicate.

Inexplicably being caught by Nan Zhu's words, Wei Wuyou's ears turned red, and he was even more annoyed. He walked away with his sleeves.

"Nonsense, I don't bother to talk to you", Wei Wuyou fluttered his wings and flew towards Nan Zhu with his backhand. Nan Zhu waved his sleeve, but unexpectedly, the force was extremely tricky, and it hit Nan Zhu's ribs painfully. frown.

"If you dare to play tricks next time, I won't spare you," Wei Wuyou snorted, gave him a cold look, turned and left.

Nan Zhu caressed the sore spot, bit her lip, looked at her leaving back, and let out a low laugh.

The white mist dissipated, the silver moon in the sky sprinkled a clear glow, and the reflection on the lake rippled with the waves.

Nan Zhu fell down on the water surface, looked down at the reflection in the water, brushed his bare hands over his cheeks, and looked at himself with pity, "Weird man, he is so beautiful, he is not tempted."

The three of them settled down in Qingzhou Gumu, "Sister, are you going to a restaurant?" Wei Le pulled Su Huan out, Wei Wuyou looked at Wei Le who had gained weight and Su Huan whose face had become rounder with sympathy, shaking shook his head.

"I know you're disappointing. Fortunately, Su Huan is with me." Wei Le put Su Huan on his arm and said happily. Su Huan pursed his lips and nodded as if he was dead.

But any monks or demons with a little practice will avoid being contaminated with meat. Books say that everything dies in vain, and there is a lot of resentment.

Su Huan didn't care, she was a demon, after attaining the Dao, although she didn't like to kill, if she was Wei Le, she would have no scruples.

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