After a few words, Yan Xiaojia was forced to retreat. Wang Jingze felt great, and all the bones in his body felt lighter.

Chiliu, the nun on the left gave Mr. Wang a sip of wine.

Hey, the nun on the right fed Mr. Wang a grape.

Wang Jingze squinted his eyes, enjoying the beauty's ultimate service, and spoke with satisfaction.

"Peony, Begonia, when will your oiran, Red Peony, come out to choose a new husband? I, Wang Jingze, am still waiting to marry her!"

The nun sister on the left, Peony, smiled sweetly and said with a smile: "Young Master Wang, when Sister Peony chooses a new husband, she has to throw hydrangeas. It is fair, open and just. It is not certain whether I can choose you!"

As soon as Shaoyao said this, the monks around him nodded, thinking that this female monk was so cute and what she said was so right.

Yes, that’s right, fair, open and just!

When choosing a new husband, of course you have to throw hydrangeas.

In the face of opportunity, everyone is equal, and everyone has a chance to be hit by a hydrangea.

When Wang Jingze heard this, he immediately became angry, his eyes widened, and his voice suddenly rose an octave.

"What? You want to throw the hydrangea? I, Wang Jingze, just drove away the torture dog, saving her Hong Mudan from a catastrophe. Now you tell me, she still wants to throw the hydrangea?"

Zhang Zuowei Tongling's eyes widened, he stood up and said angrily: "Toss the hydrangea, our young master Wang rescued Red Peony. According to the rules of the cultivation world, Red Peony should give her life to her!"

All the monks were speechless. When did the world of cultivation have rules for visiting brothels?

A bunch of scoundrels behind Wang Jingze started to help and shouted endlessly.

"Yes, that's right, just throw the hydrangea, the red peony will go directly to our young master Wang's bridal chamber tonight!"

The monks around him suddenly couldn't sit still.

Red Peony receives visitors once a year, and it all comes down to choosing a new husband today.

If you miss today, you have to wait another year.

Who wants to wait another year?

Some cowardly guys began to refute Zhang Zuowei and others in a low voice.

"When visiting entertainment venues, it's important to ask for your wishes, so don't force Red Peony!"

"That's right, we agreed to throw the hydrangea, how can we break our promise casually?"

…

Although there were many of these talking monks, they did not dare to speak loudly. They all muttered in a low voice, and the surroundings became buzzing.

Wang Jingze sneered and stood up suddenly, his face full of arrogance and unruly, his eyes widened, and his vicious eyes swept over everyone bit by bit.

"Let me, Wang Jingze, take a closer look and see which bastards are making pranks?"

In one sentence, he was extremely arrogant and overbearing!

But the monks present were all silent, their humming and dissatisfied murmurs suddenly disappeared, and they did not dare to take a breath.

All the reputable people went to the brothel to live life. Those who had fun in the Baihua House were ordinary monks from the Qingxi Mountain Paradise, and they were only some second-generation disciples who were exhausted. These people did not even dare to provoke the punishment hall disciples.

, how dare you offend Wang Jingze?

When Young Master Wang got angry, he immediately suppressed the entire audience, and everyone succumbed to his power.

When Wang Jingze saw this, he was very proud and burst into laughter. His laughter was indescribably arrogant and domineering.

All the monks were gnashing their teeth and dared not speak out in anger!

At this moment, a wing room on the second floor opened, and a beautiful, graceful woman slowly walked down the stairs.

The woman's movements exuded a graceful and luxurious temperament, and she smiled sweetly. She did not look like a young lady from an entertainment venue, but rather like a young lady from a wealthy family.

Red peony!

A monk recognized the woman's identity and murmured: "Peony is the only true national beauty! The head oiran of Baihua Tower, Red Peony, truly deserves her reputation!"

Red Peony walked slowly to Wang Jingze with a smile on her face.

"Red Peony of the slave family, thank you, Mr. Wang, for saving me today!"

With that said, under the envious eyes of countless monks, Hong Mudan personally poured a glass of water and wine and presented it to Wang Jingze.

Wang Jingze chuckled, took the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

He said with great pride: "Little lady, the spring night is too short, let's not waste time, let's go into the bridal chamber!"

Red Peony chuckled charmingly and glared at Wang Jingze with both anger and joy.

"Young Master Wang, don't be anxious!"

The charming look at this glance made Wang Jingze's whole body go numb.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Hong Mudan's graceful body, and he couldn't pull away.

Red Peony chuckled and swayed her waist lightly, exuding her feminine charm.

The two were flirting passionately, and the monks next to them were so jealous that their eyes were splitting.

Wang Jingze, a beast!

But Red Peony's next words brought everyone back to heaven from the underworld.

"Young Master Wang, today is the day that the slave family has decided to choose a new husband. Although the slave family is a daughter-in-law, they can't break their promise. Today, we have to throw the hydrangea..."

Still throwing hydrangeas?!

The monks were extremely surprised, but Wang Jingze was furious and was about to have a fit when he stood up.

Just when Wang Jingze was about to get angry, Red Peony took the lead and stretched out a small, green and tender hand to hold Wang Jingze's big hand tightly.

Feeling the soft touch of Red Peony's small hands and the heart-warming warmth, Wang Jingze's heart was filled with excitement, and the unknown fire in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

Red Peony's big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, and she blinked lightly at Wang Jingze.

Wang Jingze may not be sensitive to other things, but he is extraordinarily smart when it comes to Fengyue Place.

His heart moved, and he immediately understood the meaning of Red Peony.

The hydrangeas must be thrown away. After all, this rule has been set long ago. If you break your promise, it will have a very bad impact on the reputation of Baihua House.

However, the person throwing the hydrangea is a red peony. Isn’t it a simple matter to throw it to whomever you want?

The red peony blinked slightly just now, hinting that the hydrangea will definitely be thrown to me, Wang Jingze!

Hey hey hey...

What a cute little clever guy!

Wang Jingze smiled broadly and winked at the red peony.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

After taking care of Wang Jingze, Hong Mudan got up and returned to the second floor to prepare for the grand finale of the day, tossing the hydrangea ball to choose her son-in-law.

The monks were excited. Thinking of Red Peony's beautiful face, elegant temperament, and graceful figure, they all suddenly became excited and crowded forward one after another.

No one dared to rob, and no one wanted to provoke Wang Jingze.

But what if the hydrangea falls on my head?

As luck would have it, it’s hard for Wang Jingze to say anything!

Wang Jingze looked at the excited crowd and sneered.

A bunch of idiots really thought they had a chance. Little did they know that all this was just a formality, and Red Peony was destined to be my Wang Jingze tonight.

The red peony on the second floor is holding a red hydrangea in her hand, her eyes are wandering, as if she is looking for someone.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up slightly, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At this time, a gong sounded from downstairs.

The oiran of Baihua House, Red Peony, has officially begun the selection of her son-in-law!

The red peony flower waved its hand high, and the red hydrangea was thrown up and fell into the crowd.

The red hydrangea drew an arc in the air and landed in the direction of Wang Jingze.

A smile of victory appeared on Wang Jingze's lips. Tonight, the red peony belongs to me, Wang Jingze.

However, before his smile could fully bloom, it completely froze.

Because, someone cut off the beard!

A man jumped up high, stretched out his hand, and hugged the red hydrangea.

There was actually someone so bold that he dared to touch the woman Wang Jingze liked.

Wang Jingze narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent, and looked at that bastard who didn't know whether to live or die.

I saw a young man who, although not very old, had a calm demeanor and exuded a sense of maturity and stability in his movements. He was standing in the middle of the crowd, holding a red hydrangea in his hand.

The onlookers were jealous and admired at the same time. They dared to snatch a woman from Wang Jingze. Who is this person?
Chapter completed!