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"So beautiful …" Feng Guihua opened her mouth in surprise and could not help but nod repeatedly before calling out to her personal servant, Song Qiao.

"Qiao'er, quickly get the audience prepared and have Miss Yan'er perform on the stage!" Afraid that Duan Muyan would be displeased, Feng Guihua hurriedly pulled her over, laughing heartily.

"I wonder where you are staying at, Yan'er?" The words' sitting down 'were the jargon of brothels, indicating that she wanted to hang up her signboard. Duan Mu Yan hadn't even opened her mouth before she was stopped by Yao'er.

"My family's young miss doesn't sit here, she only travels. When she rises, she stays in one place for a long time. As for how long she stays, it depends on fate …" Yao'er explained.

"It's good to not sit around …" Great … "Lady Yan'er, when we're ready, you can play a few songs or dance them. As for money …" Feng Guihua looked like she wanted to say something, but stopped in her tracks. Her eyes turned towards Duan Muyan.

"Of course, Yan'er will not stay in Boss Hua's room for nothing. On the first day of every month, Yan'er is willing to set up an official arena for Boss Hua, I wonder if you are willing to accept my offer?" Feng Guihua's eyes, which were as beautiful as butterflies, flickered with a dazzling light. Before Duan Mu Yan could finish speaking, she had already nodded her head repeatedly. There were many good things like this this this year.

"Then it's a deal!" Although this was what Feng Guihua said, in her heart, she was scheming on how to keep Duan Mu Yan at the Spring Festival. After all, no one would want to go against money.

With the scale of the Spring Festival, it was easy to set up a grand scene. Within an hour, Song Qiao had already arrived in front of Feng Guihua.

"Sister Hua, everything is ready. We can only wait for Miss Yan'er to appear …" A sly smile appeared in her heart. This time around, the Spring Festival was not a one-of-a-kind person. It seems like Leng Bingxin did not have a very good character in the school.

"Um, Yan'er, do you still need to prepare?" If you lack anything, just say it to Song Qiao, and your stage name is Yan'er? " Feng Guihua opened her mouth in a courteous manner. She could not be mistaken, the woman in front of her was definitely a shining gold.

"Meng Yan …" Yao'er stepped forward.

"Owner Hua, please go ahead and say hello. Min'er and I will prepare everything for Miss." Yao'er gently opened her mouth and greeted him.

"In that case, I'll head down now. Lady Yan'er, please hurry …" The bawd naturally took care of her as if she was a treasure, and then walked out of the Purple Butterfly Pavilion with Song Qiao.

After the door was shut tightly, Yao'er walked to Duan Mu Yan's side.

"Master, you …"

"Don't worry, even if I can't, I'm still the Great Mo Princess. This kind of situation can still be handled easily. First, I should change into a more simple and elegant outfit." In the end, she was still not a fallen brothel. Royal father, this is the result that you want, you forcefully tore apart the family relationship between us, in my case, what do you care about now!

Upstairs, Zi Min and Yao'er were dressing up for Duan Mu Yan. Downstairs, Feng Guihua was already standing on the already built stage.

"Honored guests, you have come today. In order to make this trip worthwhile, Sister Hua, I have specially invited an exceptional beauty from Jiangnan to perform for you. If your performance is good, please enjoy your appreciation …" Before Feng Guihua could finish, someone below the stage started to heckle her.

"Sister Hua …" Don't use a wild chicken as a phoenix to swindle us with silver. We will decide whether or not you are a peerless beauty … Everyone says so, right? " Below the stage, a tall and sturdy man resentfully opened his mouth as he spoke, his hands constantly moving around the girl beside him.

"Exactly! What are you putting on airs for, she's prettier than Leng Bing Xin? "We'll just wait and see. Hurry up and call that Mei over for everyone to see …" As long as there was a first, there would be a second. Feng Guihua smiled as everyone urged him to do so.

"Don't worry, I'll ask Miss Meng Yan to come out right now …" Just as Feng Guihua was about to turn around, the melodious sound of a lute came from upstairs.

"The curtains are lightly drawn, the gauze cage is light, the makeup is colorless, and she is especially charming …" A lute melodies the flowery language, it is difficult to thank the infatuation buries the flowers and sings, since the ancient days the beauty empties the air, the solo tower remote to the moon... "I still look forward to the Spring Festival and the Phoenix Piercing the Peony …" Wearing a jade-green robe, Duan Muyan's shoulders were cut into pieces. Her waist was like a thin piece of cloth, her muscles were like cream, her Qi was like an orchid, her waist was slender, and every step she took she took, her wrists were exposed to the light muslin. She was as white as jade, and her eyes were as clear as spring water.

The aroma of wine lingered in the air as the whispers of birds and birds filled the air. Just as Duan Mu Yan walked up to the stage, the bustling hall suddenly became deathly silent. Everyone held their breath as they stared in shock at the woman before them, quietly listening to the sounds of nature.

As her fingers rotated, that sorrowful and concentrated emotion rippled and rose up, gently and exquisite, silky and impenetrable. After playing a zither, there was a hidden bitterness within it, and at the time of the song, the bottom of Duan Muyan's eyes were like smoke, causing one's heart to ache. The zither music from her fingertips moved everyone present, and even Leng Bingxin, who was hidden in the shadows, could not help but cry.

As the match gradually drew to a close, Duan Mu Yan lightly waved the last note. As she stood up, a burst of thunderous applause rang out.

Feng Guihua, who was waiting to the side, was naturally ecstatic. The current scene was even more exciting than when she was performing in Icy Heart.

"Once again, let me solemnly introduce this woman to everyone. Her name is Meng Yan. Everyone, remember her well. Meng Yan!" Feng Guihua took the opportunity to laugh until the rouge on her face fluttered. She did not know how Duan Chen would react if he were to witness such a scene. One day, she would definitely inform the world that the beloved Courtesan Belle of the Spring and Spring Academy was none other than the Third Princess of the Great Mo Emperor, Duan Chen. Heh! royal father, how can you endure this?

"If everyone still wants to watch Lady Meng Yan's performance, then we'll have to see if everyone has enough money to pay, Qiao'er …" After following Feng Guihua for so many years, Song Qiao naturally understood what was going on. She immediately took the tray in her hand and walked to the center of the crowd, only to see a golden light and a white flash of gold and silver being tossed into her tray. If she didn't send a portion of the tray back along the way, it would not be able to hold the hearts of these guests. Feng Guihua only opened her mouth when Song Qiao put the last gold ingot into the tray.

"Meng Yan has felt everyone's intentions. Now, Miss Meng Yan will perform a song for everyone …" Following that, she gently stroked her jade arm as she slightly raised her white wrist, as if she was pushing away the clouds and mist, and started to dance. As she gradually became more and more anxious, her movements also became faster and faster, her jade-like hands gently rotated as her skirt fluttered, a pair of smoke-like eyes seemed to want to continue talking as streams of light danced in the air. Her entire person was like a flower separated from the mist, vague, flickering with a beautiful color, yet it was so far away and unreachable.

Naturally, this stunning dance had an unexpected effect, and Feng Guihua had also earned a large amount of silver. Although all the guests had yet to finish their work, Duan Moyan had only performed to this extent, and according to her, only by hanging up her appetite would she be able to earn more silver.

"Today's performance is over. If everyone still wants to see Miss Meng Yan's performance, there is still a chance! "On the first day of every month, Lady Meng Yan will set up a stage in my Spring Festival. When that happens, I hope that everyone will support me …" After Feng Guihua finished speaking, the crowd below the stage was filled with sighs. At this moment, Duan Muyan had already arrived on the second floor, accompanied by Yao'er and Zi Min.

"Your name is Meng Yan?" Her gentle voice didn't have the slightest hint of emotion to it, and upon hearing her words, Duan Muyan understood what was going on. She only saw a beautiful woman leaning on the balcony, her gaze sweeping over her.

"Lady Bing Xin is indeed worthy of her reputation. It is Meng Yan's honor to meet you today." Duan Mu Yan indifferently spoke, her eyes unperturbed.

"Our young miss is only on a tour, she won't stand up to Lady Leng's limelight." She only wanted to probe out Leng Bing Xin's intentions.

"I don't care …" Leng Bing Xin snorted lightly before turning around and returning to the Immortal Deity Pavilion, not leaving a single word behind. Seeing Leng Bingxin leave, Duan Mu Yan glanced at Yao'er, and just as she was about to meet her gaze, she saw a puzzled expression. They were unable to guess the truth of 'don't care', but Leng Bing Xin was like a mystery to Duan Mu Yan: she would be able to use it best if she could, but even if she couldn't, she had to pay extra attention to this person.

Returning to the Purple Butterfly Pavilion, with the help of Yao'er and Zi Min, Duan Mu Yan swapped her hair bun for the one she had first started. She hadn't forgotten to return to the Xiao manor to clean up the mess yet.

"Miss Yan'er, are you resting?" Feng Guihua counted the silver taels before hurriedly running into Duan Mu Yan's room.

"Boss Hua, you misunderstand. Our young miss is leaving, we still have the house from before. Let's go back there tonight …" Yao'er explained.

"Go back …" Was the Purple Butterfly Pavilion poorly decorated? As long as you say it out loud, I will definitely prepare everything for you, so you don't need to go back, right? " Feng Guihua almost begged him, such a rich god, she could not just let him run away like that.

It's fine here, just that it's a little noisy. My other residence is relatively quiet, but don't worry, Yan'er will be here every few days, and will not leave for at least half a year. That's why I have to trouble you to keep this Purple Butterfly Pavilion for Yan'er. Her eyes were bright like the stars. She must have made a lot just now, otherwise, Feng Guihua would not be so attentive.

Uh..." That's good too … This room will be yours from now on. No matter when you come, I'll welcome you! " Feng Guihua smiled.

It was already deep into the night, and the starlight was still dim. It was unknown how long Xiao Jin Feng and Su Jin Xiu had been entangled in each other, and it was only when he was completely exhausted that he finally fell asleep. By the side, Su Jin Xiu had heard Xiao Jin Feng's steady breathing and slowly got up, and under the weak moonlight, Su Jin could clearly see Xiao Jin Feng's handsome face with a satisfied expression as he slept. She did not know how Xiao Jin Feng would react when he found out everything, and she only knew that no matter what he did, she had to get this man.