C327 A girl's mood is always a poem

Xiao Lang left confidently, leaving behind a layer of people writing idiots.

Today, Miss Yao Yue had presented her skills, the group of cultured and talented individuals, the young masters of large families had been waiting for her for a long time, and there were even a few who had rushed over from the Heavenly Feather City two days ago, just to catch a glimpse of her beauty, and listen to an exceptional zither song. These people never thought that they would have the chance to go up to the second floor on their own. Not to mention them, even the princes of Feather Dynasty didn't have the qualifications to go up.

Just when everyone was shocked that Xiao Lang was able to reach the second floor with just a poem, Xiao Lang actually went around the second floor and left, slapping his butt, saying that the ladies here weren't passionate enough?

F * ck …

Do you really think that Sea Sky Pavilion is a building that only sells meat to buy mothers? Seeing you come in, he immediately threw himself at Guanyin. Not to mention those two young misses, even the attendants on the first floor all didn't sell their skills. If one wanted to make them happy, they would have let them stay the night. If they were unhappy, even if they spent ten million silver coins on them, it would be useless.

As for using violence? Using his power to suppress others?

Ever since the establishment of Sea Sky Pavilion, no such thing had ever happened, because this was a place protected by Divine Soul Pavilion. This generation's City Lord of Divine Soul did not care about such things, but Deputy City Lord had actually once said that, who would dare to be conceited about the consequences!

Jia Kun was basically the spokesperson for the Divine Soul City. His words clearly possessed a certain amount of power, for example, making the Sea Sky Pavilion absolutely safe.

All the young masters and rich men were curious to see what kind of masterpiece this wild and famous man had written that could move the two ladies. Unfortunately, the waiter never came down from the second floor, and the two ladies also never sent a message. After waiting for a while, they felt that the situation had become boring and left.

However, he could imagine that after tonight, Wild Young Master's name would definitely rise up like a comet, illuminating the night sky of Divine Soul City.

In fact.

Xiao Lang's < Joyous Union of Eagles and Jiu Yu Li > could not be considered to be a peerless masterpiece, it could just barely be considered a high-grade, and it was still lacking when compared to Li Bai Du Fu and the other people. The victory of this poem lies in the love story of the girl in the brothel.

It was a short sentence, but it gave the impression of a woman in a brothel lying quietly and quietly in the attic. Outside the window, it was raining spring rain, and the turtledove was driving away his spouse in the rain. Her eyes, however, were fixed on the sky outside the curtain and the drizzling rain. She was thinking of someone, and her mind's eyes, following the flight of her thoughts, were searching for that person, but she could not find it.

The latter part of the sentence gave the impression that this woman, after being drunk and unable to sleep, had silently confided in him, who had gone far away, for a whole spring day to be washed without a hairpin. On one hand, it showed that she was lonely and emotionless, and on the other, it also showed that her heart was not the same.

Women in brothels were also humans. What they sold was their physical body, their dignity, and their youth. Even if they were sought after by others, they would feel inferiority in their hearts. Deep down in their souls, they yearned to obtain the respect of others. They forced themselves to smile, and hid their tears in their hearts. They yearned for pure love, hoping to find a man who truly loved them before they lost their beauty.

A brothel woman is usually unmoved by love, but after feeling it, love is hot, love is deep, and will not change until death. One spring comb is not hairpin flower, a few alone Shaohua!

There is an old saying, a girl's feelings are always a poem, a young woman's feelings are always wet …

The two young mistresses on the second floor of the Sea Sky Pavilion were exactly the same age as Beans, the type that loved to dream. Naturally, it was not because they wanted to slight Xiao Lang and Qian Xun. The two of them were only intoxicated by these words, and when they thought about their pitiful background and confused future, they became a little absent-minded. When the two of them woke up, Xiao Lang had already turned around and walked away, leaving the two of them looking at each other in dismay.

Yao Yue, who was playing the zither, lowered his head and lightly played the zither. The two of them were originally going to show Xiao Lang some music, but now, no one wanted to enjoy it. The zither music seemed a little sad and the dancing shadows also looked a little sad.

"Ying'er, use our invitation to invite Wild Young Master to the banquet in three days. We'll apologize to him in person!"

After a long while, Yao Yue who was playing the zither suddenly sighed, he turned and spoke to the servant. Although his face was covered by a light veil, one could faintly see his exceptional appearance. However, Miss Lianxin continued her solo dance. The sea breeze blew by, causing her graceful body to form beautiful curves, magnificent and magnificent.

He and Qian Xun drunkenly found a carriage and went straight to the pavilion they stayed in last night, the "Wind and Rain Pavilion". Under the surprised gaze of the old procuress and the girls, they once again domineeringly filled the entire area.

Xiao Lang seemed to not want to return to the courtyard Xiao Futu left him, as if he would remember unhappy things from there. Inside the brothel, although the strong scent of rouge powder made him feel slightly uncomfortable. However, there was wine here, so there were countless beauties. There was an aura here that would cause one to fall.

He chose to let himself fall and to sink into it. He never wanted to wake up.

On the second day, Sea Sky Pavilion sent out an invitation, which caused a ruckus in the Divine Soul City. The two Courtesans of Sea Sky Pavilion sent out an invitation together, inviting the wild young master whose name stirred up the Sea Sky Pavilion last night.

And Xiao Lang's "Joyous Qiuyu Wanshui" from last night had quickly spread, causing many people to be moved, countless scholars to feel their emotions, and even countless brothel girls to secretly shed tears. The reputation of Wild Young Master had completely resounded throughout the brothel.

Within the Divine Soul City, the literary style was extremely heavy, and scholars were always conceited and free. Thus, there were many brothels, at least a hundred of them of various sizes. After these words were said, the leaders of the countless brothels, Hua Kui, sent out invitations the same day, inviting Xiao Lang to attend the banquet. Of course, many brothels couldn't help but try to play along with the hype, but the name of Wild Young Master did catch the attention of many brothel ladies.

And on the second night, after Xiao Lang woke up, he did a domineering action. Faced with such a large pile of invitations, he actually ignored them and threw them into the furnace …

What did Xiao Lang hate the most? Most importantly, it was this kind of shitty banquet! Seeing the large pile of invitations, with his current willful attitude, he naturally would not pay attention to it. He continued to stay with Qian Xun in the "Wind and Rain Pavilion", free and unfettered.

The news had been purposely spread out by the old procuress of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, causing another wave of Divine Soul City. Yao Yue and Lianxin's posts, had actually been burnt? This wild gongzi was indeed wild!

"Wild Young Master? Haha, you actually managed to pull off a golden cicada shell, luckily Aunt Fei has a pair of poisonous eyes! "

Within the Divine Soul City, inside the biggest restaurant, Ming Yue Yang pavilion, the mysterious Aunt Fei who came from the Divine Soul Sea was holding a thick piece of information in his hands, walking straight up to the top floor, standing behind the yellow clothed young lady whose back made people ecstatic, and smiled as he said: "Miss, there are clues, Xiao Lang is still not dead yet, but he is currently in the Divine Soul City, and has turned into a wild gongzi. As long as we can find him, we will naturally be able to find Saber Young Master! "

"Wild Young Master? "The foppish young lord who keeps getting drunk in brothels?"

Turning around, the girl's eyebrows furrowed together before a look of disgust flashed across her eyes as she asked, "Why does brother recognize such a person as my brother?" Brother has lived with this Xiao Lang for so many years;