The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 198 On Stage (2)

After the gong stopped, unlike the previous few times, the drum sounded.

Yun Zimo also noticed that the sound of the gong was a little weird.

"What's the meaning of this gong sound?" Yun Zimo asked the maid who was standing by.

Qingyue heard Yun Zimo's question, and lowered her eyebrows and said: "The first sound of the gong is to remind the maid in charge of the box to enter; The sound is to remind the guests that the oiran is about to appear."

"It turns out that there is still this kind of gameplay, and Chengxue Pavilion is quite good at it." Shang Yan said with a smile.

No one agreed with Shang Mian, and Shang Mian bowed his head sadly, choosing to remain silent.

Hagi Ji felt for Shang Min's pulse, and the more he felt it, the more strange he felt, his brows were deeply frowned, and his face was heavy.

Seeing that Hagi Ji's expression was not good, Qing Di was afraid that something serious might happen to Shang Mian, so he hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong with her?"

Hagi shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Yun Zimo also looked at Hagi Ji with a slightly worried look, Hagi Ji gave him a look, Yun Zimo nodded knowingly, and then pulled Shang Yan's hand back.

Shang Bian looked at them inexplicably, what's going on in this situation now?

"Yun'er..."

Yun Zimo: "Hush, the oiran of Chengxue Pavilion has come out."

"Oh." Shang Bian turned his head to look at the table, suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Speaking of which, what's the name of this oiran?"

"She Sheng." Qingyue said flatly.

Shang Bian said, "Would you give up the rest of your life?"

"Forget half of your life, stay with She."

"What a good name." Shang Bian inexplicably fell in love with this name.

Qingyue said: "This is the name the boss specially named for her."

"Speaking of this name, you may not know that this name was chosen by the boss when he created Chengxue Pavilion, but he has not found a suitable person, so this name has been kept. Until later, Miss She Sheng came , this name has a home."

"There are other things like this." Shang Yan stared at Qingyue, waiting for her to say more about this, "Then how did Boss Chen find Miss She Sheng?"

"It was Boss Chen who accidentally saw Miss She Sheng dancing..." Speaking of this, Qingyue suddenly realized that she had talked too much, so she stopped what she was going to say and changed the subject, "Miss She Sheng is going to appear on stage. gone."

Shang Yan looked at her boredly, with a slightly complaining look in his eyes, as if to say: "Why don't you go on? I still want to hear it."

Qingyue lowered her face, then retreated calmly, and stopped saying anything about She Sheng.

Shang Yan couldn't force her to speak with a knife on her neck, so he could only force himself to look at the stage.

At some point, a red silk appeared in the center of the stage, and the lower part became quiet. There were a few chairs on one side of the stage, and some people were sitting there holding musical instruments.

The platform is set in the center of the hall, and the red silk hangs straight in the middle, and soon there will be four red silks hanging down from mid-air, scattered beside the middle one.Five red silks stand on the platform like five pillars.

The erhu player pulled up first, and the red silk in the middle moved, the bright white and tender thighs hooked the red silk, the soft and smooth hands were wrapped around the red silk, the body spun and slid around the red silk, and the person's appearance could not be seen clearly .

When the end was reached, the man untied the red silk and stood on the stage barefoot.Only then did he see the man clearly, his hair was gently pulled up and fixed with a delicate wooden hairpin.She put on a light makeup, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a conceited smile, her eyes were searching everywhere, as if she was looking for something.

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