"Go faster. If you offend the little Heavenly Master, I will kill you with lightning!"

The madam of Yihonglou twisted her waist and approached Xu Mu.

"Sir, please come upstairs! In the past few days when you have been away, Feihong has not thought about tea and food, and has not even had a tea party!"

Xu Mu took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and patted them into the hands of the madam.

"Sister Hua, as per the old rules, I will pay for all the expenses tonight!"

The old bustard happily ordered him to go down and lead Xu Mu to Ruan Feihong's house.

At this time, Ruan Feihong was reading a book carefully and seemed not to notice Xu Mu's arrival.

The small window is half open, and a breeze is blowing.

Inside the bonsai, the flowers tremble and their petals scatter in the wind.

"The fallen flower is independent, and the swift swallows fly together." Xu Mu remembered a poem and recited it involuntarily.

When Ruan Feihong heard the poem Xu Mu read, his heart was shaken and he put down the book in surprise.

I wanted to run towards Xu Mu, but I stopped for some reason!

Xu Mu closed the door and came to the window, hugging the delicate body of the Xiliang oiran.

He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of Ruan Feihong's hair. His mind was unconsciously intoxicated and he slowly relaxed.

"Let me see, what book have you read recently?"

"No, I can't show it to you!"

Ruan Feihong blushed, rolled the book into a roll, placed it on the maroon wooden table, and covered it under the round fan.

Sitting in Xu Mu's arms, looking at his sad expression longingly, he said:

"Sir, are you worried about things outside the city?"

Xu Mu scratched Ruan Feihong's nose and said softly:

"How did you know?"

Ruan Feihong raised his handkerchief, pointed at the people who were drunk and dreaming in the hall through the door, and said:

"I don't know how many of these people are also troubled by this matter..."

Xu Mu poured two glasses of sake, drank with Ruan Feihong, and said:

"Today, don't talk about this. Can you sing a few lines to me?"

"good……"

Ruan Feihong nodded slightly, leaned on Xu Mu's chest, and hummed softly the song "Ye Xiliang" that had been widely circulated in Jin Dynasty.

…

Outside the window, it was windy and rainy.

Indoors, the singing never stopped.

After an unknown amount of time, the two people in the embroidered tent hugged each other tightly and fell asleep tiredly.

The next day, Xu Mu yawned and got out of bed.

After covering Ruan Feihong with a brocade quilt, he was about to leave quietly when he heard a gentle word from behind him.

"Will you come back?"

"Yes!"

Xu Mu turned around and smiled brightly, like the warm sunshine in spring!

Ruan Feihong, wearing obscene clothes, threw himself into Xu Mu's arms, raised his head and kissed her passionately.

Lip parting.

Xu Mu's eyes were gentle and he brushed the beauty's long hair.

He carried her to the bed and covered her with the brocade quilt again.

"I have to go. If it's too late, I will be beaten to death by my father and Mr. Shen if I can't get out of the city!"

Ruan Feihong took out a jade pendant from under his pillow, with the word "Feihong" engraved on it.

"This is the jade pendant I got the year I won the first oiran title in the Jin Dynasty. Just take it."

Xu Mu accepted it as instructed, hid it close to his chest, and said with some astonishment:

"Aren't you the number one oiran in Xiliang? Why are you the number one oiran in Dajin again?!"

Ruan Feihong pursed his lips and smiled, as shy as a water lotus.

"The number one in the Jin Dynasty is naturally the number one in Xiliang. Before, I didn't let Sister Hua tell the outside world because I was worried about provoking the covetousness of you scumbags!"

Seeing Xu Muzhen put away the jade pendant with great care, she showed her face again and said:

"If you need help with something, you can go to other Goulan to find the local oiran. Maybe they will sell me some thin noodles."

Xu Mu nodded seriously, took a sip of fragrance on Ruan Feihong's pretty face, and left calmly.

Who said Goulan women are the most ruthless?

That’s because they haven’t met anyone who can enter their hearts!

…

…

An hour later.

Xu Mu, Lei Wanjun, Chen Yajiu and others have made all preparations.

Say goodbye to Xu Zhilang and leave Xiliangzhou City.

At this time, the Gansu and Mongolian coalition forces were guarding a group of men and horses, holding the banners commonly used by imperial envoys, and came to welcome Xu Mu and others.

On the upper floor of Xiliang City Gate, Ruan Feihong's figure in men's clothing appeared.

Raise the drumstick, beat the military drum hard, and march for everyone!

Xu Mu held the hilt of the Sheshen Sword at his waist, pinched the horse's belly, and continued to move forward.

Lei Wanjun looked around at the three hundred Xiliang troops in regular uniforms, and rode out in front of them.

With a clang, he drew out the sword from his waist and shouted:

"Stop those who come, the imperial envoys are not allowed to enter Xiliang!"
Chapter completed!