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    one year later.

    Under the guidance and treatment of the ghost doctor, Qi Zhouling's depression gradually disappeared and he became like a normal child.  It's just that he still talks less and his temperament is more mature and steady than the other children.

    He stood next to the Lord of Rong City, his cold and indifferent eyes were exactly the same as Rong Siyin, but he really looked like the third son of the Rong family.

    At the same time, after being framed by his friends and returning from the outside world, the former cheerful and cheerful Lord of the Second City, Rong Er, devoted himself wholeheartedly to martial arts training, and his temperament changed greatly.

    The waiter who was responsible for serving also secretly told others that that day when he was delivering meals to the Lord of Rong Er City, he saw Rong Sizang walking out from behind the screen. He was tall and tall, with only one black hair covered with a layer of silver, like  Like fine snow.  In a daze, he thought it was the Lord of Rong City who had arrived in the room.

    So everyone sighed, the three masters of Rongxue City really seemed to be a family connected by blood.

    February every year is the most exciting time for Qi Zhouling.

    Because this was fixed when Rong Siyin took him out of the city to meet that person.

    In fact, as early as three days ago, Rong Siyin had already packed his luggage and set off just waiting for the beginning of spring.

    The sun is shining brightly.

    The incense in the niche box was about to burn out. Rong Si vaguely flicked his sleeves and asked the maid next to him to put on new incense. He stared at the cut off thin wisp of smoke again in a daze.

    "Brother." Rong Sizang put away his sword, and sweat flowed down his neck due to the burst of internal energy. "You are a little absent-minded today."

    Rong Siyin paused slightly and didn¡¯t reply. He just asked, ¡°Aren¡¯t you going this time too?¡±

    "They are just friends. I will look for an opportunity to visit again next time." Rong Sizang looked at ease, and his soft black hair under the sun showed a delicate luster like liquid silver. "Now I am at a critical moment, and I can only break through this joint."  , you can practice to the fourth level of Snow Melting Skill."

    Rong Sizang¡¯s mouth went dry while he was practicing. He drank two bowls of tea from a pot of tea placed on the stone platform. Suddenly he seemed to think of something and asked, "How does my progress compare with that of my brother?"

    When Rong Siyin practiced Snow Melting Kung Fu, he only reached the third level in one year.  So Rong Siyin said truthfully: "It's deeper than what I used to be."

    So the corners of Rong Si Zang's lips were slightly raised, showing a bit of youthfulness.

    Rong Siyin looked at him and frowned slightly, with some inexplicable worry in his eyes.

    What he didn¡¯t tell Rong Sizang was that when he was practicing, he felt that the exercises had affected his emotions and sanity, so he deliberately slowed down his practice progress and waited until he had adjusted well before practicing the next level.

    With such a big concern, he naturally asked Rong Si Zang if there was anything wrong, and Rong Si Zang's answer at that time was very decisive - Rong Si Yin looked at his second brother's hair with silver threads, and suddenly he had a doubt.

    ¡­Is it true that Rong Si Zang was not affected?.

    In Qinshuicheng, the grandest festival is currently being held. Even New Year's Eve, which marks the beginning and end of the year, does not have such a grand ceremony.

    This is a festival unique to the Flower City, where an oiran election is held every three years.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A stunning beauty that is hard to see without spending a lot of money will perform a performance on the ¡°Yinga Terrace¡± built in the center of the city three nights later.  Even those who don't have the money to enter the inner court can still see the vague and fascinating figure standing on the high side of the flower building across a distant river bank, which is enough to haunt them day and night in the future.

    In order to prepare for the performance three days later, the craftsmen worked overnight to repair the garland table again, and the bright lights almost lit up half of the sky.

    These three days are also called the Morning Flower Festival, and the atmosphere has been warmed up. A night market has been vacated in the central block for guests to enjoy - but the gadgets sold in this night market are also different from those in the outside world. A famous prostitute wrote this in her own hand  letterheads, brightly colored fabrics, and many other weird things.

    There are very few girls and waiters coming out.

    Everyone is preparing for the general election in three days.

    On the carriage, the docile mule walked slowly in front of him. Master Mu Yun smelled the sweet smell of powder coming in from outside. He leaned over impatiently and pulled the curtain tightly, sighing:  "Every time around this time, there would be a lot of noise at night, and I couldn't sleep well for two days."

    Xie Xu sat in the back of the carriage holding the piano, occasionally plucking the strings to test the sound.  Hearing Mu Yun's words, he raised his head slightly and said, "You can live in my courtyard. There are plum trees planted next to it and you can't hear the noise from the street."

    Mu Yun smacked his tongue slightly: "Forget itif the people in the hotel know that I live with you, they will probably eat me alive."

    Xie Xu looked slightly puzzled.

    ?He just turned his head and looked at Mu Yun for a while. Master Mu Yun took a breath of cold air, sat further away anxiously, and said, "Don't look at me, or you can put on the mask."

    Xie Xu: ""

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? did not know why, the young man's appearance seems to have grown a little more, with fair skin and dark eyes, and every part of his body has become more colorful and attractive.  A year ago, Mu Yun could teach him how to play the piano with a normal heart, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

    After confirming that the "safe distance" had been maintained, Mu Yun began to frown and complain again; as early as the morning flower festival was approaching, in the cloth shop near Qinshuicheng, all the slightly luxurious and beautiful satin materials had been reserved, Rouge  The gouache cost one or two cents, and the waiters had to wait in line for the belts they used to tighten their waists.

    "Yesterday, Liu Yan's hairpin was accidentally broken by me. I wanted to replace it with a new one, so I sent my boy to a nearby jade shop to order one - but I didn't know that all the good materials had been ordered, and it would take at least half a month to get it.  Get a new one." At this point, Mu Yun frowned slightly, with a cold and mocking expression, "Liu Yan said that I deliberately misbehaved so that he would not stand out in the selection in the hall - a joke."

    Naturally, not everyone can go up to the Flower Pavilion. Each flower house has to recommend candidates. The quotas are extremely rare. Even a flower house like Nanzhu Pavilion with a very decent account balance is only allocated two.

    These two are sent out as the face of Nanzhu Pavilion, so naturally they have to go through an internal selection process.

    Mu Yun said coldly, "I don't know what kind of sweet dream he is dreaming about. In the past, men have never been allowed to be oirans."

    Xie Xu, who had been listening quietly, suddenly interrupted: "Men are not allowed to participate?"

    When Xie Xu said this, he came slightly closer.  Mu Yun just lowered her eyebrows and could see the young man's fair skin that looked like it could be broken by a poke, and the beautiful collarbone hidden in his collar. He was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to remember what he wanted to say.  His lips moved and he said, "It's not impossible."

    ¡°It¡¯s just that among the courtesans in history, no one has ever been chosen by a man.¡±

    This is also easy to understand. In the end, the oiran must be selected based on the silver tickets given by the guests.  However, there are more male guests than female guests in Qinshui City, and among them there are only a small number of good ones with cut sleeves. Naturally, the girls from Hualou win the top spot every year.

    After Mu Yun explained, he reacted blankly: "Xie Xu, do you want to"

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