Qingluan Shi, who was beside him, said again, "Hey, where did this handsome young man come from? But it's his first time coming to our Hongyan Tower? Why don't you let Meiniang introduce you to a beautiful little girl?"

Qingluan's temperament is cold, coupled with his young age, the facial features on his face have not grown out, so this upper body in men's clothing makes it difficult to distinguish between male and female. After all, there are many young people in Beijing who have a strong smell of makeup.

Young Master.

Seeing that Mei Niang's body was about to come closer, Shangguan Jue quickly blocked Mei Niang's way with the fan in his hand, frowned in displeasure and said: "Just speak, don't lean in."

Mei Niang couldn't help but be startled. In the past, Shangguan Jue came to Hongyan Tower with a smile on her face, but this time she had a straight face. Could it be that she was in a bad mood, or that Miss Yu Hong had been away from Beijing for too long, and Shangguan Jue lost her temper? Mei Niang was acting randomly.

He was guessing, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He just asked Murong Yuran with his eyes.

Murong Yuhen knew that although Shangguan Jue often went in and out of brothels, he was a mysophobic and wouldn't let other people's women get close to him, even his own things. If they were touched by something he considered dirty, even if he liked the things

He also threw it away directly.

He had already regarded Wei Qingluan as his own, and of course he would not let a madam like Mei Niang touch Qingluan. Although Murong Yuran loved teasing Shangguan Jue, he never really annoyed him, knowing that Shangguan Jue would definitely

Qingluan paid attention and said to Mei Niang: "Go and do your work. I will entertain them myself. Only two sisters are allowed to come in to play the piano and sing. They must be clean."

The "clean" in Murong Yu'an's mouth refers to those who are clean and have never received guests. Such people are usually not very young. Mei Niang hired someone to teach them how to play the piano and sing. It is natural that they have good looks, and they may have good looks in the future.

The person who became the pillar of Hongyan Tower. Although Murong Yuran was the number one courtesan, he was still a man after all. Men love to look at beautiful things, although there is probably no face in the world that is more beautiful than his.

Be outstanding.

Murong Yuran took Shangguan Jue and Qingluan to his courtyard and served a high-quality banquet.

Murong Yuran's courtyard was quiet and clean, and Qingluan liked it very much. If it hadn't been a brothel, she would have wanted to stay here for two days.

"Don't underestimate the chef in Hongyan Tower. The first-class banquet on this table costs at least twenty taels of silver. The chef is also a master who Mei Niang has spent great efforts to invite. His skills are no less than those of your Marquis.

He is the chef of the prince's palace, and his dishes are very innovative, I bet you have never tried them before." Murong Yuhong said, then turned around and went to the yard to dig out the pear blossom stuffing that he had buried for several years.

When he went in again, Shangguan Jue had already greeted Qingluan inside. Murong Yuhan's yard was the only place he thought was clean.

"Come on, come on, have a drink. I have treasured this wine for a long time." Murong Yuran opened the wine jar with his palm, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly spread in the room.

Murong Yuran filled the wine glasses in front of the three of them with wine. Shangguan Jue's face couldn't help but darken again: "How can Miss Jiuwei drink such a strong wine?"

Murong Yuran rolled his eyes at Shangguan Jue. This junior fellow student is usually quite smart, but he loses his temper at critical moments. He is not thinking about him. He only has a chance when he is drunk. He is really stupid.

Qingluan said: "I only have one drink." I felt bold today, so I wanted to do all the things I didn't dare to do before.

Murong Yuran said with a smile: "I'm not bragging. I'm afraid you can't even get such good wine from the wine cellar of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion. It would be a pity if you don't drink it."

Qingluan nodded, picked up the white jade cup and put it to his lips and took a sip. It was long and mellow, with a hint of spiciness. It had a different taste from the sweet fruit wine he had drunk before. He just drank it.

With the next bite, there was a surge of heat in my stomach.

A blush appeared on Qingluan Baixi's face, and her cold eyes were even stained with a trace of moisture. They were misty, like washed grapes. Shangguan Jue felt his heart tremble, and he quickly drank the wine in his hand.

, to cover up the uncomfortable feeling in my heart.
Chapter completed!