At this time, Ying Feng was drinking all the hot wine in his glass in a depressed manner. Everyone in the wine shop was talking about the tragic death of King Hu Xia and the two princes, saying that they angered the gods and only had their bodies and heads and bodies when they died. These words were endless since he left Wei, and he was full of boredom.

It was obvious that the incident had only happened for more than ten days, but why did it spread to the south? Of course Ying Feng wouldn't know that Qin Zhongzhi spent a lot of money to ask for word of mouth.

Before the war, King Hu Xia wrote a posthumous article saying that he wanted to take the head of the neck of Tan Qiyu. Now the two princes of Hu Xia's body and head are different, and the content of the posthumous article is fulfilled. Therefore, people laugh at King Hu Xia for being arrogant and repaid. He also said that the Immortal Guard of the Qiuchi has great magical powers, and that he can drink immortal wine from heaven and change the book of life and death when he enters the ground.

Ying Feng's heart was clear. What kind of retribution must be because Tan Yaoyu sneaked into the military camp. If it were in the past, he would have laughed at Tan Yaoyu for being mysterious. But when he thought of that day, when she was urging herself to escape before she was unconscious, her chest was depressed and unhappy. Therefore, she didn't even go back to Jingzhou and went directly to Jiankang City to have fun and relax.

As soon as he entered the city, he heard that the girl Biyuan from Lingxiang Pavilion was receiving customers today. Everyone was moved to the smell and surrounded Lingxiang Pavilion. Biyuan was a famous prostitute who was so popular in Jiankang City. How many princes were willing to spend a lot of money to fight for the first time to see the true face. But Biyuan only followed his temperament and wanted to pick up customers, so he hung up a famous brand and asked for it. The higher the price.

Ying Feng entered Lingxiang Pavilion with the crowd. The madam recognized him at a glance. He immediately smiled and greeted him, "Qin Langjun, I have been waiting for you for a long time! Today, Biyuan picks up the guests, I know you will definitely not miss it! Come on, please sit down!"

In order to hide his identity, Ying Feng always claims his surname to Qin.

He gave the madam a piece of silver, picked a seat and sat straight away, "The old rule is that no matter who pays, I will increase the price by 100 taels. Make two pots of tea and drink, and one pot will be delivered to Miss Biyuan. Today, there are mixed things, so it is inevitable that she will be unhappy. She can taste a cup of tea, so that it can be used to get rid of the fire."

The madam was so happy that her eyebrows and eyes were blooming, and she flattered, "Your husband knows how to care for others! I'll do it myself. You sit down first, and if you have any instructions, just say hello!"

Ying Feng narrowed his eyes and looked upstairs. The top floor was Biyuan's room. Two years ago, Biyuan took the stage and was overwhelming the capital. There was a song of red silk unknown. But the only one in the capital who had seen her true face was Ying Feng.

The turtle came up with tea. Ying Feng only savored tea, not doing it. The girls in Lingxiang Pavilion knew that he was coming for Biyuan, and only whispered from afar, but no one dared to come up to talk to him.

I don’t know how many women he deceived Ying Feng’s face. In addition, he likes long gowns on weekdays, and at any time, he looks like a stunning and beautiful tree in the forest. If Biyuan is famous in Jiankang City, Ying Feng’s romantic and dashing style is even better in the city, which makes many women in Jiankang City dream of him.

When the battle started, Ying Feng looked around, and in addition to the original old customer, he also added some new faces.

Ying Feng was really enjoying the process of gradually singing out when he was fighting for the head, but today he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't want to wait anyway. So before someone could speak, he directly asked for a price, "Ten Thousand Taxis of Silver."

The venue suddenly became cold. The madam stood on the stage with her mouth open, feeling a little unfulfilled. However, no one could surpass this price, so she had to pay the price in disappointment.

Someone was dissatisfied and said, "Every time Qin Langjun comes to buy such a high price, it is better to redeem Miss Biyuan directly and marry her home, so that we can avoid being greedy!"

"That's it. Miss Biyuan has been listed several times a year. Why bother to take it for yourself every time!"

The madam hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Everyone knows that Qin Langjun is the only one who has seen Bi Yuan's true face. He always spared a lot of money to win the bid. One is because he is afraid of abrupt girl, and the other is because our girl is so beautiful that she is so obsessed with her husband!"

Someone immediately spitted, "What absurd or not! He is just a prostitute in a brothel, and he thought he was a royal princess!"

Ying Feng just pretended that he hadn't heard it. He had seen many people who could not eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour. He only said to the madam, "Go to my house to get the money." After that, he walked straight upstairs.

When he entered the door, he saw a fairy lying on the imperial concubine's couch. He had seen the woman's appearance many times, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was so beautiful. Her fingers were as soft as her jade skin, her neck was as slim as slim as slim, and her head was far away. Her waist was thin and soft, and she could not hold it in one hand. If he hadn't known her identity before, such a brilliant person, Ying Feng would have to make fun of her.

At this time, Ying Feng didn't say a word, and walked around the screen and into the inner room. Bi Yuan in the outer room got up from the imperial concubine's couch, turned to the desk, played the guqin, and started talking to himself. In the outer room, he probably thought she was teasing Ying Feng.

Not long after Ying Feng entered the inner room, he saw a bed slitting and a person walked out of it. It was Liu Yilong, the third prince who should have been guarding Jingzhou.

"When did you enter the city?" Ying Feng asked before Liu Yilong could sit down.

It was a death sentence for the local king Wuzhao to enter Beijing, but Yingfeng and Liu Yilong both looked leisurely and elegant.

Liu Yilong didn't feel that he was abrupt. After sitting down, he poured himself a cup of tea. The bamboo shoots were green and fragrant, and they smelled it intoxicating and enjoyed it.

"It's just one day before you." Liu Yilong tasted the tea and asked, "Why haven't you returned to Jingzhou?"

Although Ying Feng was a little unruly, he was not a person who was not qualified. When he went to spy on the Northern Wei Dynasty, he would not only let his subordinates repay him for no reason, but ran back to Jiankang by himself.

Ying Feng was ecstatic when he looked at the tea in his hand. Now that the tea ceremony in the south is rising, celebrities and scholars are flocking to it, it makes it difficult to find a good fragrant tea. Unfortunately... he did not have the mood to taste tea at this time.

"It's probably because the death sacrifice of Lan Yan is coming, and I always feel restless." Ying Feng said, and his fingers unconsciously hitting the table.

Liu Yilong knew that persuasion was useless to Ying Feng at this time, so he left this matter aside.

Ying Fengdao, "I have heard about the Emperor asking you to join Wei He talks, and I will go with you."

Liu Yilong said "yes" and stopped talking. The two of them were just savoring tea and listening to the sound of the piano outside Biyuan.

It took a full hour to get up and leave.

After he left, Ying Feng simply switched to the outside world to listen to music.

Biyuan played one song after another. It was not until dusk that he stopped and said affectionately, "Why are you so happy today?" As he spoke, his eyes were circulating, and some undetectable joy was hidden.

Ying Feng didn't answer her, but he couldn't answer her. How could he be so excited?

But an hour ago, he was still impatient and even used the rippling death sacrifice as a guise. Why did he feel the breeze and full of expectations at this time? Could it be that he could see her again at the Penglai Banquet?

Seeing Ying Feng answering unintentionally, Bi Yuan stopped asking questions tactfully. Instead, he turned around and said, "Who do you want to turn into this time?"

Ying Feng hesitated for a moment, who would turn into a face that would please her?

After thinking about it, there was no conclusion. In the end, Ying Feng had to say, "Just find Zhang Junfei's face."

Bi Yuan gently tapped his head, "Okay, Bi Yuan will prepare for me now. Please come back three days later and let me disguise myself for me." After saying that, Xiangshang turned her sleeves and picked up the guqin and entered the inner room. Her figure was light and graceful.
Chapter completed!