Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

There was a hint of panic in the maid's eyes, biting the corners of her lips before she could think of how to explain it, when she saw the lazily sitting young man shaking a folding fan and then looking at the flower platform downstairs, the corners of her lips curled up in a slanting arc that matched the ordinary There is no difference between the wealthy dudes, but the sharp glance before was like an illusion.

Standing in the corner of the private room, the maid didn't dare to speak any more.

Wan Lan Pingting's figure gracefully disappeared on the flower platform. Not long after, a petite girl in an emerald green gauze skirt walked up to the flower platform.The smile on her face was clear and pure, and her innocent expression was like that of a little girl who didn't know anything, lively and cheerful yet slightly timid.

"My concubine is a jade bamboo, and is good at playing the flute. Today I would like to present a flute song to all the gentlemen and masters here."

With a smile on Yuzhu's eyebrows, she took down a delicately crafted jade flute from her waist, put it in her hand and stroked it a few times, and with just a few inadvertent movements, it came out of her pure and kind green cheeks. It reveals a bit of charming charm.

The sound of the flute resounded faintly and resentfully in the painting boat. Under the flower terrace, the guests in the hall sat silently, looking down to listen, but more or less, their faces all showed a trace of "you know?" I understand everyone understands" the tacit smiles among mature men.

——Good at flute.

Well, needless to say, they all understand.

Xu is different from Miss Wanlan's loveliness before, Yu Zhu's pure appearance and temperament mixed with some kind of ambiguous hint made a group of men instantly boil with wolf blood.

Red flowers were thrown from behind the gauze curtain on the second floor to the flower stand one by one. Feng Ze put one hand on the desk, half-closed his eyes and only yawned. The flower terrace downstairs.

... The sound of the flute was silent for a moment, and then continued playing.

This time, before the maid hesitated to ask, Feng Ze seemed to take the initiative to answer her questions, leaning his head on the shoulder of the man beside him as if complaining, "Say, sir, is this here?" Did you attend the Fragrance Hunting Fair?"

Feeling the sudden weight on his shoulders, Gu Yue bent his fingers slightly and then released them.

His throat moved slightly, and it took him a while to say "yes" in a deep voice.

"Then tell me, is the woman on the stage performing or crying?" There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and the hot air from Feng Ze's lips sprayed on Gu Yue's chin, and said in a tone full of disgust, "If you don't know, still Thought she was dead dad."

"En." The expressionless man responded, his body seemed to be much tighter than usual.

The red flowers on the flower stand paused for a moment when the white flowers fell, and finally Polygonatum odoratum was bought by a customer in the private room on the second floor for 130 red flowers.After Yuzhu stepped off the stage, another graceful girl stepped onto the flower stage with lotus steps...

Liufang Pavilion is the No.1 building in Tianshui Town, among which the girls' looks are outstanding, not to mention the beauty of the country and the city, but this one-in-a-thousand glamorous appearance can be called it.And from this point of view, after the girls from Liufang Pavilion took the stage one after another, the young women from outside the building were slightly inferior.

The number one oiran of Liufang Pavilion was wrapped up in a box in the middle of the second floor with more than 1000 red flowers for the night.Feng Ze also took a few more glances at the oiran, and according to Yan Kong's aesthetics, he actually took a red flower from the flower basket for the first time, and carefully picked a petal and threw it down.It's just that the petals were too light, before they flew out from the corner of the gauze curtain, they landed on the vertical corner of the gauze curtain.

Tsk tsk sighed.

Feng Ze said, it seems that the oiran is not going to let the Lord catch his eye.

After the oiran, several girls from outside the building took the stage. Because of some kind of "sincerity" reason for throwing flowers, some of them received only a few red flowers without embarrassment, and occasionally mixed one or two flowers. Bai Hua, probably because her self-esteem was frustrated, a girl covered her face and ran down the flower platform before she finished singing.

The madam hurried to the stage to smooth things over.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. The girls outside our building are thin-skinned, so the housekeepers should be more considerate, right? That's how the girls love you," the madam said, laughing coquettishly, holding a handkerchief With a wave towards the audience, he said mysteriously, "The next girl and gentlemen should really look forward to it, don't let the beautiful talent down."

After finishing speaking, the madam stepped down from the flower stage, and a woman with black eyebrows swayed, and a beautiful figure with thick oil paint on her face came up from the stage.

A thick layer of rouge was applied to her vermilion lips, her big and bright eyes were painted with long and narrow arcs, and she was wearing a thick and complicated costume. Slowly spit out every single word in his voice.

"Dream back to the warbler, chaotic years are everywhere, people stand in a small courtyard deep, the smoke is exhausted, and the broken embroidery thread is thrown away, this spring is like last year."

The sleeves were flicked, and the people on the flower platform only sang the lyrics intently. There was a bit of resentment in the eyes of a girl in a boudoir who was thinking of spring, and the eyes flickered. When she lowered her eyebrows and raised her head, she was naturally seductive, "So Blooming bright purples and reds everywhere, like this, it will be ruined!"

At this moment of singing, the painting boat in Liufang Pavilion became silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the flower platform.

A red flower fluttered down from the second floor, which awakened a crowd of scholars in the hall.

They only regret that they are not the Young Master Zheliu that the people on the stage are looking for, and that they can't be as lucky as him to be able to go to the cloud and rain with this kind of beauty... even if it is only in the beauty's dream.

An excerpt about a dream in the garden, the heart of the person who was sung by the beauty in the middle of the flower platform softened, and the lingering words and phrases there made people feel a nameless hot fire in their hearts.

On the second floor, Feng Ze withdrew the arm that dropped the flower branch.

The smile in his eyes is still there, but there is no warmth, "No wonder Fuli was the only one missing when he went out today. I forgot his origin, and he was waiting here."

Sneering as if mocking himself, Feng Ze, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, ordered ten baskets of red flowers from the handsome maid, and directed the delicate maid's actions regardless of Gu Yue, whose face darkened in an instant.

"Fall down, don't stop."

No matter how awkward and angry he was being calculated in his heart, Feng Ze had to say that these twins around the original owner had to be treated well without any serious mistakes.

After all, in the original plot, even after the original owner fell down, these twins would never leave, and they should be regarded as loving and righteous people.This time, Fu Li participated in the meeting of finding fragrance in Liufang Pavilion without telling him, although his actions went beyond a lot, but...

Now, he must take the stage for Fu Li first.

Otherwise, I won't be able to live with my face!

With a cold snort, Feng Ze raised his delicate chin slightly.

Local turtles, it's time to witness the moment when local tyrants spend money like water!

The red flowers all over the sky fell from the second floor like a gorgeous rain of flowers, covering the feet of the actors in the flower stage, and the momentum of the falling flowers was even more grand than the previous oiran.

Fu Li suppressed the last line of the libretto, a gorgeous smile appeared on his nodding face, and the dimples on his lips floated slightly.He raised his head and stared at the source of the safflower rain, feeling a sweet taste in his heart.

——In this way, the young master will see him, right?