The carriage moved quickly through the streets

Soon, we drove into a busy street

Different from the deserted streets on other streets, although it is already dark, this street is still brightly lit.

There was an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages and people, making it particularly lively.

The soft and charming piano music floats from nowhere, as if feathers are gently brushing the bottom of my heart, revealing endless teasing and ambiguity.

From the unclosed windows on both sides of the road, the faint laughter of women could be heard.

No need to guess, you already know where this street is!

The sixth prince actually brought her to Flower Street on the first day. He really lived up to his rumored reputation as a dandy prince!

Murong Wushuang sighed in his heart

At the end of the street, in front of the door with the golden plaque of Jiuchongtianque, the carriage stopped.

Feng Manxiu stood up and got out of the car, followed naturally by Murong Wushuang.

"Hey, let me tell you, the magpies are singing non-stop outside my window this early in the morning. I bet you, the Sixth Prince, are coming?!"

Before I saw anyone, a sweet voice came from inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman in red came out of the door with a smile.

In his early twenties, his facial features cannot be said to be very delicate, but when put together, he has a charming look.

A black hair is casually pulled up with a jade hairpin on the side of the head, which seems to be falling but not falling, and has a unique style.

While waving in a gesture of invitation, the woman in red turned her eyes to Murong Wushuang.

"Your Majesty, how come I haven't seen you bring such an exquisite person like this young master before?! Could it be that he is the wonderful person you found when you went to the fortress on business this time?! Look at this young master

His temperament is noble, and he looks like a nobleman like you!"

Feng Manxiu raised his lips and smiled

"Boss Yan has great eyesight. This is the ninth prince of Fengling Kingdom!"

As he said that, he reached over and hugged Murong Wushuang's shoulders.

"Wushuang, this is Yan Rumeng, the proprietress of Jiuchong Tianque. She is more beautiful than her name, isn't she?!"

Yan Rumeng glanced at Feng Manxiu charmingly, and then made a coquettish sound.

"Sixth Prince's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Come on, come on, follow me in!"

Feeling Murong Wushuang's resistance, Feng Manxiu smiled and put his lips to her ear

"If you want your branch to not turn into a fire stick, just be good!"

His voice is very soft. In such an environment, it is impossible for outsiders to hear it.
Chapter completed!