Of course, with so many people shouting, Madam Zhu couldn't stand it, but the key is that he has his own people to help him.

When Chun Ling gives a little reminder, Miss Zhu will definitely see her.

Thinking of the situation at that time, Wang Qishilang felt itchy all over with joy.

But why did the boat turn around before it came over?

"Foreigners, you don't know." Someone next to him laughed and said, "The light boat in Desheng Tower belongs to Desheng Tower after all. It wants to gain popularity for Desheng Tower, so Mrs. Zhu's boat will not wander around the city.

, after gathering popularity, they will stop in front of Desheng Tower, and then perform songs and dances for the guests of Desheng Tower."

Singing and dancing?

Wang Qishilang was a little startled.

Miss Zhu’s singing and dancing!

".. That can only be enjoyed by the rich... Book a room in Desheng Building and you can see clearly when standing in front of the window... People like you and me who have no money can just be content with listening to the excitement...

." The man rambled, but before he could finish his words, Wang Shiqilang shouted.

“Can I watch it in the private room?”

Wang Qishilang shouted, grabbing the man's arm.

"Of course, you can watch it in the private room." The man was startled and shouted.

Wang Qishilang immediately stamped his feet.

"Why didn't you tell me!" he shouted, "If I had known this, why would I have run around like this!"

Saying this, he pushed the man away and hurriedly got off the bridge, cursing and walking back on the flooded street.

"Bah, it sounds like you have a private room."

The people on the bridge came to their senses and spat.

At this time, Madam Zhu's boat had already stopped in the river next to Desheng Tower.

The noise all around gradually quieted down, and the pipa music, like beads falling on a jade plate, spread out in the river. When the song ended, there was a loud cheer.

Chun Ling, who was kneeling on the boat, stood up with a smile and glanced at the Desheng Building in front of her. At this time, the windows of the private rooms on the second and third floors of the Desheng Building were wide open. It could be seen that they were full of people, and hanging by the window.

The small lights were lit, as if countless eyes were staring at this place. Chun Ling suddenly stopped moving and looked at a window with some disbelief.

At this time, there were several people standing by the window, watching the singing and dancing like the people in other rooms.

But how could that person be her?

Chun Ling stood up suddenly, took a few steps forward, and blinked hard.

The lights flickered on and off, and the room was dim, but she really saw clearly, it was that woman!

How could she enter the private room?

She told Wang Shiqilang that she had agreed to a private room, but she was lying to him.

How could she, a little girl, book a private room? Even if she was Miss Zhu's girl, it wouldn't work. If Miss Zhu came forward, it would be alright, but how could she let Miss Zhu come forward?

If Miss Zhu is made suspicious, her future will be over, let alone revenge.

Where did they get the private room?

Is this Wang Shiqi family so capable?

Chun Ling couldn't help but squint her eyes, trying to see more clearly.

"Chun Ling."

Someone shouted in a low voice.

Chun Ling came back to her senses and saw Miss Zhu handing over the pipa. Because of her confusion, a maid next to her hurriedly took it over, thus avoiding embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." Chun Ling lowered her head in panic.

"It's okay, I'm nervous for the first time." Mrs. Zhu laughed softly and comforted her.

Chun Ling breathed a sigh of relief and raised her head with a grateful look on her face.

The sound of drum music started, and unlike the lights on the ship, which were previously dark, the surrounding lamps were lit, and the bronze mirrors were erected, focusing the light in the center as if it were daytime.

In the meantime, Miss Zhu, who had put on gorgeous clothes, danced gracefully, with the colorful ribbons of her dress and skirt fluttering in the river breeze, just like a fairy in the moon palace in the sky.

"This little lady dances well." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.

"It took a lot of hard work," she said.

Qin Shisanlang turned to look at her and smiled slightly.

"How was the lady's dance?" he asked.

dance?

"Can the lady know how to dance?" Banqin couldn't help but asked the maid in a low voice, why did Mr. Qin suddenly ask like this?

"A layman can see the fun, an expert can see the door. Since the lady can say that she has worked hard, she is an expert." The maid replied in a low voice, then looked at Banqin, "You should know better than me whether the lady can dance.

Bar?"

It's strange to know...

Banqin smiled.

dance…

Cheng Jiaoniang was silent for a moment and closed her eyes slightly.

In front of the dark eyes, someone seemed to be dancing, flashing past.

"I don't know." She opened her eyes and said.

I don’t know if it’s possible or not, or is it good?

Although his expression was still dull, no different from before, Qin Shisanlang seemed to be able to feel the woman's low mood for a moment.

"I asked something I shouldn't have asked," he said, no longer looking at the river, but with a bit of uneasiness.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled.

"But this time it's not you, it's me." she said.

"Then can I help?" Qin Shisanlang looked at her and asked with a smile.

Several fireworks exploded by the river, making a noise that drowned out his words.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and watched the fireworks blooming in the air without saying anything.

The brilliant fireworks brightened the sky. Chun Ling couldn't help but take a few steps forward and stare at the window here.

Under the bright fireworks, the young man by the window is shining brightly.

The fireworks turned into ashes and the night sky darkened again.

But the bright young man's smile as he looked at the woman became increasingly clear in Chun Ling's eyes.

That’s not Wang Shiqilang!

Who is that?

Why do you smile so sincerely at that woman?

That woman didn't feel embarrassed about being left behind by Wang Shiqilang, but there were other men showing her attentiveness?

And he is a much better young man than Wang Shiqilang...

Chun Ling bit her lower lip, feeling regretful for the first time since she followed Madam Zhu.

Following Miss Zhu, we are trapped on this ship and cannot go closer to find out...

It seems she knows too little about this fool!

The lights flickered on and off, and the young man stretched out his hand and pointed this way.

Chun Ling couldn't help but take two steps back and lowered her head suddenly, feeling that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Yes, have you found her? Do you recognize her?

"Look at her."

Qin Shisanlang said, pointing to Miss Zhu who was spinning rapidly on the boat in the river, dancing in the snow.

"Speaking of which, we have some connections with you. You are still her benefactor."

Cheng Jiaoniang followed what he pointed at.

The flutes, drums and copper cymbals sounded, and the women in the field turned left and right tirelessly. [Note 1]

"She is the little lady Zhu."

Qin Shisanlang said, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang.

"Have you ever heard of her?"
To be continued...