The lights are on, and the moon shadows are like frost.

The water vapor on Mochou Lake is filled with misty spring nights, big red lanterns are hanging high, and a crescent moon hangs above your head.

The lights around the stage are bright, covered with veils, and are as prosperous as a brilliance, quietly waiting for the beauty who lifted the veil to take the stage.

Sima Qiyou's ship is located on King Fu's ship, and the geography is excellent. The black-peng ship on the right has long disappeared. It is replaced by unknown ships from which noble family is also very luxurious.

The crowds were filled with people. The bustling sounds were the most lively on the Fu King's boat. From time to time, the singing of the musical actors and the laughter of women came. Lu Qingyao seemed to have never heard of it. She took Xue Yu and Sima Qiyou to sit side by side at the bow of the boat, raised her glass to invite the bright moon, and became three people.

Luo Chun added a cloak to Lu Qingyao, tied his hair into a bunch, and placed it on one side of his chest.

Sima Qiyou is very good at enjoying it. She is covered with a thin blanket and cooks tea. The red clothes are with her side, while the purple clothes have never appeared again.

"Beauty, why do you always wear so simple clothes? Don't girls like to wear red and green, and apply makeup or powder."

Sima Qiyou glanced at Xue Yu, who was jumping around and said to Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao's eyes were lazily closed, and the wind brought the lotus fragrance made her a little drowsy, but for some reason, her heart was always a little nervous and uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because there are four kings next to you, which has some impact on your mood.

As for Sima Qiyou's question, Lu Qingyao replied dryly, "I am old and not suitable for romance."

Sima Qiyou sipped out all the tea when she heard this, staring at Lu Qingyao incredibly for a long time, "You...you... didn't expect you to be quite humorous, hahaha."

Lu Qingyao ignored Sima Qiyou and opened her eyes when she heard someone talking on the boat next door.

King Fu brought everyone to the deck on the second floor, listening to everyone's compliments with smugness, and his eyes fell on the stage where the drums and music were already played.

Lu Qingyao raised his eyebrows lightly, but he didn't expect to see Prince Ning Yuanhou among a group of people. Oh no, it should be Prince Ning Yuanhou Wu Yong. It seems that the punishment for the emperor to cut him off the position of Prince was not heavy enough, and he actually had the face to fool around. Fortunately, her second brother, Fu Wenchang, Gu Shaolan and others were not there. These are all famous playboys in the city on weekdays, and they have made no achievements except for eating, drinking, betting and gambling.

Lu Qingyao withdrew her gaze, and at this moment, a pleasant sound of playing sounded on the stage. It turned out that the competition had begun.

Sima Qiyou and Xueyu suddenly became energetic. They hurried in front of them cheering, making Lu Qingyao worried that they would fall into the lake.

The first one to appear was the girl in Manchun Garden. She sang a song in the veil. The sound of orioles and swallows are singing, with the warmth and softness of southerners, and it is as delicate as feathers falling on people's hearts, making it feel numb and numb.

The second one is the girl from Meifangyuan. She danced Duan Wu like a swallow, with a graceful figure and dancing on a round drum like a butterfly. Each step is a rhythm. After the dance, a piece of music was played at the same time, which is amazing.

The third one played a song, the fourth one also sang a song, and the fifth one…

Every time you appear, the veil will be lifted at the end of the performance and show it to the audience with true appearance. Then the audience will give the silk flowers distributed to their hands before the performance starts to the girl you want to give according to their preferences. In the end, which girl gets the most silk flowers, the chief celebrating tonight.

Lu Qingyao turned the silk flowers in her hand, and her ears were the unrestrained laughter and dirty words coming from the next door, teasing from time to time.

Lu Qingyao felt that it was extremely boring. Whether these talented and beautiful women were willing or not, they just wanted to live easier in this man-dominated world. However, these prodigal children who relied on their ancestors to enjoy their success at birth only regarded them as commodities to please themselves, including their voices, dogs, dogs, and meat, but they were all their playthings. Who would really care about the women’s own thoughts?

"Beauty, which one do you think I'll give to? Is it the one who sings or the one who dances? I think that playing the piano is also good. Oh, the Xigan woman is really outstanding in character and superb in talent. It's amazing and amazing." Sima Qiyou was talking beside Lu Qingyao, and Lu Qingyao looked at him unexpectedly.

"Do you appreciate them?"

"Yes, a woman with talent and appearance, and virtue and art is so admirable."

"But they are just brothel women."

"What's wrong with brothel women? No one was born as brothel women, right? Women in this world live harder than men, so they need to take good care of them."

"Sima Qiyou, I really didn't expect you to have this enlightenment."

Lu Qingyao sincerely praised Sima Qiyou.

Sima Qiyou turned around and came over after hearing this, and asked Lu Qingyao with a smirk, "Why, did Yaoyao find out that I am better? Are you willing to spend time with me?"

Lu Qingyao slapped Sima Qiyou on the forehead, "Look at your performance well, be careful not to let Xueyu fall down."

Sima Qiyou looked at Lu Qingyao resentfully, Taohua's eyes were full of sadness, "Beauty, you are not adorable, you don't love me, you don't want me anymore, um... I feel so painful."

Lu Qingyao's eyes twitched, and she really wanted to kick Sima Qiyou into the lake.

At this time, a sharp gaze shot towards them. Lu Qingyao looked around and saw only Zhu Jingfeng's back.

Sima Qiyou's eyes turned between Lu Qingyao and Zhu Jingfeng, then squirted his mouth with a fan, sighing while walking, "Oh, the competition is fierce, the pressure is quite high, the pressure is quite high."

"Wow." Xue Yu suddenly exclaimed, interrupting Sima Qiyou's self-direction and self-acting.

I saw white smoke rising on the stage, all the music stopped, and a vague figure appeared in the smoke, looking at it, she looked like a beautiful lady.

This sudden silence attracted everyone's attention, and even King Fu and his group became quiet.

A crisp sound of bells came from the sky, which seemed a little ethereal in the fog, and a pleasant sound of bells as the woman walked.

The surrounding curtains slowly rise from the water, and a curtain of water droplets hangs out. The red lantern sways in the wind, making the glass shining on the water curtain clear, shining with a bright red light, and it is extremely beautiful.

As the curtains were all withdrawn, a woman in a long white dress appeared in front of everyone wearing a veil. The hem was embroidered with red peonies with a very contrasting color. She tied a string of small bells with red lines on her wrists and ankles. She stood barefoot on a realistic peony flower. Every time she moved, bursts of fragrance came to her nose with the sound of the bells.

Lu Qingyao heard the sound of gasping around her, and everyone held their breath, as if they were afraid of frightening this woman like a peony elf.

Suddenly, the music sounded, and the woman danced when she heard the sound. The peonies at the hem of the skirt were blooming. The color of the peonies under her feet continued to change, and the smoke slowly rose, like a fairy descending to earth, graceful and graceful in the clouds, so beautiful that it was thrilling.

Before he could reveal his true face, he had already made people fascinated by the past.

Sima Qiyou and Xue Yu opened their mouths, their eyes full of stunning, and Lu Qingyao was also lost and immersed in the woman's beautiful dance.

The fairy of Yaochi is probably just like this, and the visual feast is what it means.

Lu Qingyao sighed that she was amazed by both women, let alone men.

After the song, the peony lies quietly, the veil falls, and the air stops.

A loud applause suddenly erupted from the crowd, and someone laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, wonderful, rare in the world. I deserve to be the last courtesan, it is very wonderful, very wonderful."

King Fu strodes his hands and praises, and then applause is heard all around him, and praise continues.

"Come on, send this bouquet of flowers to Miss Wanyu."

As King Fu took the lead, the others also sent out the silk flowers in their hands. For a moment, Wanyu was filled with bouquets of flowers, which was more than everyone had added up before.

"Congratulations to the prince for getting a beautiful woman again." Mianmian congratulated King Fu with a smile.

King Fu grabbed Mianmian into his arms with a big hand, pinched her flexible slender waist, and said, "Mianmian is not jealous?"

"How could Mianmian be jealous? A sister served the prince too late to be happy, so it would be easier for the prince to make trouble every day." The second half of the sentence Mianmian glanced at Fu Wang with a angrily and half coquettish look, her eyes were shy, and she was lying softly in Fu Wang Wang's arms as soft as her name. When Fu Wang lowered his head, he happened to see Mianmian's white, tender and smooth chest pressing against his chest.

A fire rose in King Fu's eyes. Regardless of the presence of others, he reached into Mianmian's clothes and said hoarsely, "No matter how beautiful I am in my heart is, Mianmian is my heart. That gentle and noble person is still a gentleman. I have never been interested in women who pretend to behave. She is not as understanding as you."

Mianmian's face was shy and exhaled like orchid under King Fu, "The prince will make Mianmian happy."

Such a bold and erotic scene made everyone feel embarrassed to stay. Some people flattered and hugged each other, some were fascinated by Wanyu and looked at the beauty, and some people started to make trouble and talk nonsense.

Zhu Jingyu couldn't bear to drink and fell asleep in the boat early. He didn't even wake up from the beginning of the performance, and was still sleeping soundly.

Zhu Jingfeng looked at the messy scene with cold eyes, and staggered on the guardrail with a bottle of wine, drifting towards the calm figure with blurred eyes. Under the stimulation of the strong wine, he couldn't help thinking about her heart.
Chapter completed!