NOVEL NEXT Double agent from Douluo
Chapter 131
Chapter 131
Xu Chuanran mockingly glanced at the group of people in front of him whose faces were as suffocated as pigskin, and then, under the guidance of the maid, walked generously from the big front curtain into the backstage to the oiran's boudoir.
"Prince Vijay of the Heavenly Soul Empire? It seems that you have stayed in the palace for too many years. It's better to be careful."
Ning Tian glanced at the prince calmly. Although she said she didn't know the name of the prince, it didn't matter. To Ning Tian, anyone who could be recognized by her was a big shot, like this prince. Ning Tian really doesn't think highly of her small role.
After she finished speaking, she also turned around and left, leaving the prince standing there aggrieved, and at this moment another maid came out from the backstage, then cast a contemptuous glance at Prince Vijay and said meanly:
"My wife asks Mr. Wei to get out of here!"
But at this time, the golden thread wrapped around the neck of the dean disappeared slightly, which made the old man gasp slightly suddenly, his whole heart beat faster and broke out in cold sweat, as if he had just walked through the gate of hell .
"go!"
After realizing that the other party was someone he could not afford to offend, the old man grabbed the prince beside him without any hesitation and quickly left this place of right and wrong.
Ning Tian also took Wu Feng to leave this place calmly at this time. Of course, she would not really go far. Next, she would sit quietly in a nearby teahouse for a day, quietly waiting for Xu Chuanran to come out of this building.
"Let's go, I'm going to drink a lot of tea to refresh myself tonight, just let me see what Wu Feng you have learned during this holiday."
Ning Tian smiled slightly, and Wu Feng who was beside her said helplessly at the moment: "There is no problem with this at all, it doesn't matter what time you want to drink Ning Tian, I will learn to control my own power, and brewing tea also has this purpose. "
"But... Ning Tian, what is it that makes you wait for Xu Chuanran at the gate of the brothel all night! This... It's demeaning to spread the word..."
Wu Feng yelled, but at this moment Ning Tian gave her a slightly meaningful look, and then sighed leisurely: "Don't talk so much, just follow me."
"Oh..." After Wu Feng met Xu Chuanran, although he said that he was not timid when he looked at him, after that effort, he felt a little listless.
But even so, she still followed Ning Tian very seriously, but even so, Ning Tian felt a little disappointed in her sister at this moment
"Wu Feng...Although we say that we are like sisters, it's a pity that you still don't know what I really want...but that's fine... just follow me."
Ning Tian turned slightly to look at the brothel behind her at this moment, she knew that the turning point between herself and Youlan Huakui was in the hands of that man.
But Ning Tian knew that Xu Chuanran and Youlan Huakui might just be playing for fun, and she was the direct descendant of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School who had the least background and was the best to control.
Ning Tian understood the position very well. If Xu Chuanran wanted to use the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School to realize his ambitions, then he was his best choice. The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda must belong to him...
This is Ning Tian's confidence, and at this moment, the focus of her attention, Xu Chuanran, has quietly walked into a room intertwined with gold and jade.
The moment the shoji door was opened, a strange fragrance that Xu Chuanran was not familiar with rushed over, and the ground was covered with a layer of expensive thick silk-woven lichen. Xu Chuanran recognized the fur from the ten thousand year soul beast at a glance, and enjoyed it extravagantly , and the workmanship is extremely complicated.
Elegant poems and paintings are everywhere, and several broken pianos of different sizes are hung on the wall beside them. Behind them, a few big flowers are shaking their waists slightly, as if a young woman with incomparable charm is playing with them beauty.
But the real head of the crowd, at this moment, is kneeling and sitting on a small couch in front of a screen. At this moment, Youlan Huakui has shed the serious and serious silk dress, and changed into an extremely private and frivolous one. Silkworm clothes...
Her fat and jade-like skin was looming, and she was looking at the door with a smile at this moment.The eyes of the two met, she had a slight look of spring in her eyes, and a shy smile on the corner of her mouth.
"As expected of the desire to compete with fragrance, it is time to compete with other fragrances! Youlan Oiran's beauty and talent are indeed worthy of such wonderful poems."
Xu Chuanran smiled slightly, but Youlan Huakui shook his head disapprovingly about this poem.
"Although it's a good poem, it doesn't have any substance. It's so frivolous that it really belittles other sisters. How can You Lan deserve the artistic conception of this poem? What's more, the person who wrote the poem is so uneducated... It's really not that good." What to talk about..."
Facing Xu Chuanran's words, Youlan Huakui also said softly, she didn't have any superfluous emotions about this seemingly eternal poem.
Since ancient times, there have been many famous courtesans whose poems have been passed down for generations. This opportunity would make any courtesan ecstatic, but for Youlan Oiran, this may only please her in ordinary times.
But now, a poem like this can't touch her heart.
Youlan Oiran is not an ordinary person, fame or something, or being famous in history is not that important to her.
Only those who cannot change their destiny will want to leave their name in history, and Youlan Huakui is a soul master, and she is also a soul sage. Now, the man in front of her can even hope to make her breakthrough. Bottleneck, reaching the level of Contra or even higher.
Such a comparison, but how can a poem that seems to be passed down through the ages be comparable to the power that can control one's own destiny? !
"Oh? Since the oiran knows that she should not be proud of her beauty, then guess why I have to show you such a precious treasure in front of you?"
Xu Chuanran smiled slightly, and didn't show any gaffe in front of the enchanting and colorful oiran. After all, Xu Chuanran can be regarded as a veteran, and he has seen all kinds of scenes on Bingdi, so naturally he will not be inferior here.
"I came to this place with some purpose. If you trade with me, Oiran, you will take a completely different and somewhat dangerous path in the future..."
Xu Chuanran came to the bed and lifted the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, but before he could do anything else, Youlan Oiran had already clung to him, wrapped his hands around his neck, and hung his plump and soft figure on his body.
At this moment, You Lan breathed like blue in Xu Chuanran's ear, and said in a tired voice:
"Officer... let's talk about this kind of thing slowly..."
(End of this chapter)
Xu Chuanran mockingly glanced at the group of people in front of him whose faces were as suffocated as pigskin, and then, under the guidance of the maid, walked generously from the big front curtain into the backstage to the oiran's boudoir.
"Prince Vijay of the Heavenly Soul Empire? It seems that you have stayed in the palace for too many years. It's better to be careful."
Ning Tian glanced at the prince calmly. Although she said she didn't know the name of the prince, it didn't matter. To Ning Tian, anyone who could be recognized by her was a big shot, like this prince. Ning Tian really doesn't think highly of her small role.
After she finished speaking, she also turned around and left, leaving the prince standing there aggrieved, and at this moment another maid came out from the backstage, then cast a contemptuous glance at Prince Vijay and said meanly:
"My wife asks Mr. Wei to get out of here!"
But at this time, the golden thread wrapped around the neck of the dean disappeared slightly, which made the old man gasp slightly suddenly, his whole heart beat faster and broke out in cold sweat, as if he had just walked through the gate of hell .
"go!"
After realizing that the other party was someone he could not afford to offend, the old man grabbed the prince beside him without any hesitation and quickly left this place of right and wrong.
Ning Tian also took Wu Feng to leave this place calmly at this time. Of course, she would not really go far. Next, she would sit quietly in a nearby teahouse for a day, quietly waiting for Xu Chuanran to come out of this building.
"Let's go, I'm going to drink a lot of tea to refresh myself tonight, just let me see what Wu Feng you have learned during this holiday."
Ning Tian smiled slightly, and Wu Feng who was beside her said helplessly at the moment: "There is no problem with this at all, it doesn't matter what time you want to drink Ning Tian, I will learn to control my own power, and brewing tea also has this purpose. "
"But... Ning Tian, what is it that makes you wait for Xu Chuanran at the gate of the brothel all night! This... It's demeaning to spread the word..."
Wu Feng yelled, but at this moment Ning Tian gave her a slightly meaningful look, and then sighed leisurely: "Don't talk so much, just follow me."
"Oh..." After Wu Feng met Xu Chuanran, although he said that he was not timid when he looked at him, after that effort, he felt a little listless.
But even so, she still followed Ning Tian very seriously, but even so, Ning Tian felt a little disappointed in her sister at this moment
"Wu Feng...Although we say that we are like sisters, it's a pity that you still don't know what I really want...but that's fine... just follow me."
Ning Tian turned slightly to look at the brothel behind her at this moment, she knew that the turning point between herself and Youlan Huakui was in the hands of that man.
But Ning Tian knew that Xu Chuanran and Youlan Huakui might just be playing for fun, and she was the direct descendant of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School who had the least background and was the best to control.
Ning Tian understood the position very well. If Xu Chuanran wanted to use the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School to realize his ambitions, then he was his best choice. The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda must belong to him...
This is Ning Tian's confidence, and at this moment, the focus of her attention, Xu Chuanran, has quietly walked into a room intertwined with gold and jade.
The moment the shoji door was opened, a strange fragrance that Xu Chuanran was not familiar with rushed over, and the ground was covered with a layer of expensive thick silk-woven lichen. Xu Chuanran recognized the fur from the ten thousand year soul beast at a glance, and enjoyed it extravagantly , and the workmanship is extremely complicated.
Elegant poems and paintings are everywhere, and several broken pianos of different sizes are hung on the wall beside them. Behind them, a few big flowers are shaking their waists slightly, as if a young woman with incomparable charm is playing with them beauty.
But the real head of the crowd, at this moment, is kneeling and sitting on a small couch in front of a screen. At this moment, Youlan Huakui has shed the serious and serious silk dress, and changed into an extremely private and frivolous one. Silkworm clothes...
Her fat and jade-like skin was looming, and she was looking at the door with a smile at this moment.The eyes of the two met, she had a slight look of spring in her eyes, and a shy smile on the corner of her mouth.
"As expected of the desire to compete with fragrance, it is time to compete with other fragrances! Youlan Oiran's beauty and talent are indeed worthy of such wonderful poems."
Xu Chuanran smiled slightly, but Youlan Huakui shook his head disapprovingly about this poem.
"Although it's a good poem, it doesn't have any substance. It's so frivolous that it really belittles other sisters. How can You Lan deserve the artistic conception of this poem? What's more, the person who wrote the poem is so uneducated... It's really not that good." What to talk about..."
Facing Xu Chuanran's words, Youlan Huakui also said softly, she didn't have any superfluous emotions about this seemingly eternal poem.
Since ancient times, there have been many famous courtesans whose poems have been passed down for generations. This opportunity would make any courtesan ecstatic, but for Youlan Oiran, this may only please her in ordinary times.
But now, a poem like this can't touch her heart.
Youlan Oiran is not an ordinary person, fame or something, or being famous in history is not that important to her.
Only those who cannot change their destiny will want to leave their name in history, and Youlan Huakui is a soul master, and she is also a soul sage. Now, the man in front of her can even hope to make her breakthrough. Bottleneck, reaching the level of Contra or even higher.
Such a comparison, but how can a poem that seems to be passed down through the ages be comparable to the power that can control one's own destiny? !
"Oh? Since the oiran knows that she should not be proud of her beauty, then guess why I have to show you such a precious treasure in front of you?"
Xu Chuanran smiled slightly, and didn't show any gaffe in front of the enchanting and colorful oiran. After all, Xu Chuanran can be regarded as a veteran, and he has seen all kinds of scenes on Bingdi, so naturally he will not be inferior here.
"I came to this place with some purpose. If you trade with me, Oiran, you will take a completely different and somewhat dangerous path in the future..."
Xu Chuanran came to the bed and lifted the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, but before he could do anything else, Youlan Oiran had already clung to him, wrapped his hands around his neck, and hung his plump and soft figure on his body.
At this moment, You Lan breathed like blue in Xu Chuanran's ear, and said in a tired voice:
"Officer... let's talk about this kind of thing slowly..."
(End of this chapter)
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