Kite falling into red dust

After the dance was over, the bustard came onto the stage and said to the crowd, "Thank you for coming to Fengluyuan to join us. Today I want to introduce a newcomer to you." She held the dancer's hand, "This is Our newcomer, Young Master Hong Yuan. I hope everyone will join us in the future!"

"Hong Yuan?" Ling Jiao remembered that the person who assassinated the king was called Hong Yuan, could it be the same name?

There was a lot of applause from below, but some people also shouted: "You can dance so well, but you cover your face and dare not see people. Doesn't it look ugly?" The old bustard feigned anger: "Look at what this master said, Has there ever been an ugly person in my Fenglu Garden? I'll show you!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and tore off his veil. In an instant, the audience was dumbfounded.

All along, Ling Jiao has been busy running around for Murong Mingshuo.At the beginning, the beauty of the red butterfly and the red kite shocked the whole city of Fujing, but he had never been lucky enough to see it with his own eyes, only heard some rumors.If that red kite is really what the rumors say, the one in front of me is definitely worse than that.

Everyone likes to see beauties, let alone such rare beauties in the world, even those who already have a sweetheart.But Ling Jiao looked at him a few more times, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and had a strange feeling that he had known him a long time ago.

When he was seriously thinking about where he had seen him, someone had already started bidding for Hong Yuan's first night. "My young master offers 100 taels of silver, buy him for one night!" "I'll offer 300 taels!" "500 taels!" "Don't be impatient, everyone," the old bustard smiled and shook his handkerchief, "I'm sorry I didn't make it clear just now , Mr. Hongyuan was invited from the capital by me, and he only sells his art and not his body. If you like our Hongyuan's dance, you are welcome to come and join us!" Then, she pulled Hongyuan up and walked down the stage.

A group of lecherous ghosts immediately complained dissatisfied: "What is selling art but not selling body? Isn't Fengluyuan a place to have fun? Why pretend to be noble!" Say it, we are not short of money!" The bustard stopped, covered her lips with a mysterious smile, and said: "Everyone, to be honest, Mr. Hongyuan is that person. It is my honor to dance for you every once in a while to cheer you up." If there are more excessive requirements for the blessing of the Lord, I will not be able to be the master."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent immediately, and each went to find another young lady. ""That person", who is it? How can these people be so afraid?" Ling Jiao muttered to himself in confusion, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he paid too little attention to Jianghu affairs in recent years, which led to the fact that in Tenglong Town—— He didn't even know that such a person came out of his own realm.

Hong Yuan, who was walking behind the stage with the support of a servant, suddenly slipped and fell backwards.Ling Jiao rushed forward quickly, supported him, and asked with concern: "Your Excellency, are you alright?" Hong Yuan glanced at him and shook her head slightly.The old bustard glared at the young servant, and scolded: "Be careful, what if you break Mr. Hong Yuan? Help him!"

Not long after returning to the room, a servant brought a bowl of soup and medicine, saying: "Young Master Hong Yuan, it's time to drink the medicine."

Luo Hongyuan pulled out a pearl hairpin from her head, put it on the dressing table, and said calmly: "Put it there." The servant lowered his head, holding the medicine in both hands, and replied coldly: "The city lord ordered, Hongyuan Young Master's medicine must be drunk immediately." He paused for a moment with the hand that took off the earring, then reached out to take the medicine bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a crisp sound, and he threw the bowl on the ground forcefully, smashing it to pieces. "Now you can report to your city lord." He said while wiping the powder on his face with a wet handkerchief.