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Chapter 100 Flower Moon Workshop

The next morning, Liu Ruyan continued on the way again, and it was not until the evening that Bai Zhi came to drive.

She bent down and entered the carriage, leaned on the inner wall, and soon fell asleep.

Chen Yanchu sat side by side with her. When she saw her leaning against the inner wall of the car, her pair of willow eyebrows frowned slightly. Perhaps the mountain road was too bumpy, which made her shaking her head swayingly, and then she drooped her head, and her posture couldn't last long. , hold up your head and droop...

He wanted to change his seat to Dong Qingxian so that she could lie down and sleep, but as soon as he was about to get up, Liu Ruyan's head tilted and leaned on his shoulder, and her originally frown eyebrows also stretched out.

Chen Yanchu turned his face and saw that she was tired and sleeping soundly, so he couldn't bear to push the other person away. Forget it, let her sleep for a while.

On the way, Chen Yanchu closed his eyes and sat quietly. At this time, the carriage was crushed to a stone, and the body of the carriage was bumping again. Liu Ruyan's hand hanging on her legs slid down, and the back of her hand just touched his palm and skin. When they touched each other, the cool body temperature made Chen Yanchu open his eyes immediately.

He pursed his lips slightly and moved a minute to the side. She approached a minute, her warm breathing pressed against his neck, and her arms were filled with an unignorable touch.

When Chen Yanchu realized what it was, she immediately stood up and covered the cramping in her eyes. She didn't even wear armor.

In her sleep, Liu Ruyan lay down in vain and woke up completely. She looked at the sun outside the window and then looked at the man sitting near her. She was holding her hair in a mess and said angrily: "I'm just asleep. How long will you wake me up?"

She got closer, and Chen Yanchu immediately saw the black green rising in her eyes, and he really couldn't bear it.

but--

He opened his mouth, but the words turned to his mouth: "How long has it been since you've been bathed?"

Liu Ruyan was stunned and saw that there was no disgust in his eyes. Although she changed into clean robes, it was an indisputable fact that she had not taken a shower. So, is she so smelly?

Liu Ruyan's face kept changing, and she finally said with her neck: "What do you know? I'm called manly!"

Dong Qingxian, who was awakened by the two of them, sat in the side position and couldn't help laughing: "I don't think it smells bad, Yan'er comes here to sit."

She said readily: "Okay!"

Before she could get up, Chen Yanchu took the lead and sat down.

Dong Qingxian shook her head and laughed: "There are many inconveniences for those who are running around. Just find an inn to settle in at night, take a good bath and have a rest early."

Chen Yanchu turned his face and saw Dong Qingxian's eyes open, but when he looked obscure, his expression was difficult to tell.

During this period, he deliberately avoided her, just to avoid suspicion?

He couldn't help but think deeply...

Since he lost his memory, he has only known an old friend like Liu Ruyan.

Since he was an old friend, he was concerned about her and was concerned about him. He had never cared about anyone and anything, and he would be moved.

He respected her, pity her, and even felt a little bit of love for her. After getting along day and night, he admired her more and more, and shared hardships with each other. Later, he found out that she was a daughter, and he realized his absurdity and transcendence. In front of him, he realized his absurdity and transcendence. There seemed to be an extra gap that left him in a dilemma.

Cangming Burning the Heart Skill, Avoiding Love and Desire, He has never surpassed more than half the time. Since he was wrong from the beginning, he will correct it.

But in the end, he found that no matter how he avoided her and avoided her, his eyes would always follow the figure.

Until he was besieged by the killer of Wangfenglou, at the critical moment of life and death, she refused to take him ashore with all her might.

At that time, he was hazy, but clearly remembered that she bent down and took her lips. The touch was extremely light and soft, like a drop of water, until the pain suddenly spread between her teeth.

Love does not know where it arises, but goes deeper.

It turned out that what he had refused to admit was that he had already been moved by her.

Chen Yanchu covered his heart, and something seemed to break out of the ground here, taking root and sprouting in his heart. He looked at the sky gradually darkening outside the car window, and the darkness spread to the distant end.

...

The starry sky is deserted and the night is silent. However, the Sima Mansion in Liaozhou, thousands of miles away, is brightly lit!

The Censorate handed a memorial to the Emperor of Han, denounced Sima to form cliques and make private contributions, corruption and abuse of power, and even once covered up the imperial court's offense against Liu Ruyan.

The Han Dynasty has just retreated and internal troubles have arisen again. The Emperor of Han ordered the governor of Liaozhou Jiang Fengjun to investigate the matter strictly.

After a thorough investigation by the Censor, Governor Jiang and other ministers: Wan Sima's crimes should be punished, and his wife, children and relatives should be denied, and he was dismissed as an official prostitute, and demoted him to a musical prostitute.

Tonight, after Jiang Fengjun counted Sima's Mansion, he looked up at the vast and vast night sky.

——The bright moon hangs as if it is falling into my arms.

Jiang Fengjun curled his lips in a good mood.

What about this autumn, the number one talented woman in Liaozhou? No matter how noble she is, she is just a pillow for a thousand people. Only by knowing and tactful women can they live long...

The servant with him saw the adult sitting back in the sedan chair and bowed and asked, "Sir, are you going back to the house?"

Jiang Fengjun leaned against the soft chair laid out in silk and closed his eyes: "Go to Huayuefang."

Huayuefang is a music camp for official prostitutes, and is affiliated with the Jiaofang. It is popular for officials to attend the banquet, and officials stay in prostitutes as a fashion.

Here, all the officials who come and go are all the officials' halls.

As soon as Jiang Fengjun stepped into Huayuefang, a beauty came out to greet him. He said, "Lord Jiang has a long future. Could it be that he has taken another beautiful concubine and forgot his old love with a new love?"

The woman who said this was also an official lady, who was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In addition, her innate temperament of a famous family is not comparable to those girls from small families.

Jiang Fengjun glanced at him with his eyes squinted, and saw the woman's lotus steps move lightly, her waist was slender, and she looked shy.

The corridor in Sima's Mansion seemed to appear before my eyes again, as if this autumn was gentle and quiet, beautiful and dignified. When I raised my eyes, my eyebrows were calm.

There is a kind of woman in the world who is naturally elegant with poetry and writing.

He glanced at him indifferently, and suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was so flattering and vulgar, and how was it different from ordinary private prostitutes?

He suddenly felt bored and waved his hand to ask the woman to retreat.

Jiang Fengjun asked himself, "Among the girls I sent to this year, there is one who called me, Mizuki. Tonight, let her serve me."

The madam was slightly surprised.

I secretly thought that Madam Wan had just sent her and had not been taught yet, so how could she come out to list now?

As soon as she hesitated, Jiang Fengjun felt unhappy and said, "Why...no?"

"No, the old slave is just worried that Miss Wan will not serve properly and will neglect the adults!"

"It's okay." Jiang Fengjun spoke indifferently.

Seeing that Governor Jiang had to be a must-have this autumn, the madam had to arrange for the servants to prepare. She gave a secret look and Jiang Fengjun spoke again: "Don't use materials to her. I want her to serve her willingly."

"Yes, Lao Nu let her prepare now."


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