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my flower girl

That's right, it was not the murderer nor the deceased who was affected, but the Hongxingyuan where the oiran competition was held.

Everyone felt that Hongxingyuan was a bit unlucky and should not hold the oiran draft. In addition, the high priest, Prince Rui and others were implicated. Hongxingyuan, who was so popular, became jealous of the entire flower street.

So, the madams from several brothels gathered together to discuss, and finally happily decided that the oiran competition in Hongxingyuan would be changed to a talent show in the Imperial City Flower Street, in which all the brothel girls could participate and select the best oiran.

Aunt Luo Yi was not happy at first, but then she thought, if Hua Yunshang could win the first prize, then she would have been taken away by the high priest, and the glory would also belong to her Hongxingyuan.

So, she agreed.

In fact, whether she agrees or not, the wishes of the entire Flower Street and more than half of the men in the Imperial City are not something she can change if she wants.

"If you choose a high-end prostitute, you have to sell her singing on the street?" Chi Zao Zao asked in surprise.

"Hey, it's wrong for the flower girl to say that. What do you mean by singing? Our flower street has always been a show of laughter...ah, look at my mouth. I'm just talking nonsense. The flower girl will have a big future in the future. Today, too,

You don’t need to be too demanding on yourself, just sing a little tune, dance, and play the piano.”

"But, I'm not interested."

She is a very shy girl. She is fine just in Hongxingyuan, but no matter how gorgeous she is on the street, it is a bit embarrassing.

Besides, Aunt Roy was right. Apart from this pretty face and a nice smile, she has no talents at all.

It's true that Hua Yunshang can play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but sooner or later, she understands those things, but if she wants to explain them in words, she'd better stop.

"Why are you not interested? Flower girl..."

"Don't call me that, it's awkward," Chi Zanzao shrugged and suddenly asked suspiciously, "Who told you my last name is Hua?"

"Girl, please stop joking with your mother. Didn't you tell that little girl yourself a few days ago?"

"When did I say that?" Why didn't she remember?

"Girl, don't scare mom, do you really not remember?" Aunt Roy leaned close to her and muttered, "No wonder you just agreed to run for Oiran and forgot about it in the blink of an eye."

"I agreed?" Sooner or later, I suddenly thought of Long Chuangchuang's words, Xiao Huoshui could hypnotize and mesmerize, and it must be the two little guys who were secretly causing trouble.

"Haha, mother is not stupid, she thought of it so quickly." It was Huang Xiaofu's voice.

"Huh, does this also call it fast? If it were me, I would have understood it a long time ago. If you hadn't been weak in spiritual power and directly hypnotized her, it would have been much easier to help her win the position of oiran."

"Brother, are you blaming the baby?"

"No, that woman is too useless."

Sooner or later, Zhen Zhen had a complicated look on his face. Aunt Roy and several girls seemed not to have heard what the two children said, but they still tried to persuade them sincerely.

"Hua... girl, please don't let the priest down. He has specifically wanted to see you."

She didn't realize that she had slipped her words, and when she heard the words of the priest sooner or later, she looked like she was struck by something. She didn't think much about it at all, and she was shy and timid about herself.

However, the invisible Long Chuangchuang paid attention. It seems that his father is really interested in the silly mother. The day when their father and son meet should be today.

However, why did he have an inexplicable feeling that it was not that easy to see his father?

"Woman, you don't dare to agree, are you afraid that you won't be able to be an oiran?"


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