Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Red silk fell from the sky along with flower petals, and the shadows on the high platform were vague and unclear.

Suddenly, the red silk was pierced by a sharp sword, and the sound of the silk tearing seemed particularly abrupt amid the soft music of the piano.

Behind the sharp sword is a face with deep and bright features.

He was wearing a thin red gauze, with his long hair loose, and his loose sleeves slid down to his arms as he moved. Before anyone could see clearly, he shook his wrist and turned slightly, and the sleeves fell down in an instant, covering the exposed skin.

The sound of the piano suddenly became intense, and the figure on the high platform danced with a sword. The sword moves were gorgeous and beautiful, with a strong sense of power.

The sword dance amazed everyone.

He put away his sword neatly, and his azure eyes swept around. Everyone who looked at him held their breath. He smiled with satisfaction: "Lian Qiao, hello to all the ladies."

They are used to seeing gentle and considerate men, so how could they have ever seen such an exotic and thorny wild rose?

In an instant, Mianhua Pavilion was like a drop of water dropped into an oil pan, exploding with a loud bang and constant shouting.

The Third Princess made no secret of her interest in Lian Qiao. The Sixth Princess snorted coldly, "Third sister, be careful with your words. Eleventh is still here."

The Third Princess smiled nonchalantly: "Lian Qiao is indeed a rare beauty, Little Eleven, don't you think so?"

The eleventh prince nodded and said, "Oh, Sixth Sister, I am not a child. Third Sister just wants to have an extra servant. What's wrong with that? It is his blessing to be favored by Third Sister."

Seeing that the Eleventh Prince was helping the Third Princess, the Sixth Princess was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She couldn't bear to blame the Eleventh Prince, so she took it out on the Ninth Princess.

"Yan Heng, do you think so too?"

The Ninth Princess Yan Heng blinked and spoke without any momentum, looking timid: "That's what she said, but it seems that the courtesan on the Courtesan Night doesn't accept customers. If Third Sister wants to buy him, she has to wait until tomorrow at least."

As soon as these words were spoken, the rules of the Oiran Night immediately came to mind. The Third Princess thought about it and called a servant to find the person in charge of Mianhua Pavilion.

While he was talking, the sword in Lian Qiao's hand had been replaced by a hydrangea. The whole room was filled with red silk and charming beauties. This scene looked like a marriage proposal.

Lian Qiao threw the hydrangea into the air. He stood on one leg, bent down, and kicked the falling hydrangea hard, sending it flying straight in a certain direction.

Gu Ling, who was on the third floor, turned her head lazily, and the hydrangea brushed against her hair on the side of her face and hit the wall, rolling to the ground. The delicate hydrangea was immediately covered with dust.

There was a moment of silence.

The person in charge of Mianhua Pavilion immediately came out to smooth things over: "Congratulations, young lady, Mr. Lianqiao is yours tonight."

Lian Qiao stood on the high platform with tears in her eyes. Her water-soaked blue eyes were like a clear lake. She seemed not to understand why Gu Ling did not catch the hydrangea with his hands and let it fall to the ground.

The servant of Mianhua Pavilion had already walked up to Gu Ling, intending to take her to her room, and waited with his head lowered for her to get up.

Gu Ling's eyes were light, and there was a coldness hidden in her dark eyes. After a while, she smiled lightly, still in a lazy tone: "Thank you for your kindness, beautiful lady, then let's go."

On the other side, the Third Princess, who wanted to redeem Lian Qiao but was rejected by Mianhua Pavilion, had a gloomy face, and the Sixth Princess was still making sarcastic remarks.

"Alas, Third Sister, it's a pity that the beauty has fallen in love with someone else. Don't be sad, you can redeem him after tonight."

The Third Princess was humiliated and left in anger. The Eleventh Prince asked with great interest, "Sixth Sister, who was the one thrown the embroidered ball?"

"General Gu's daughter, Gu Ling." The Sixth Princess warned, "Don't be rash and offend her. Treat Miss Gu with courtesy. Do you understand?"

The Eleventh Prince nodded and silently recited Gu Ling's name in his heart. The Sixth Princess was happy that Yan Shiyi and Gu Ling were close. If the two could get married, she would definitely be able to get help from the General's Mansion. Then...

Yan Heng looked at the determined light in the Sixth Princess' eyes and lowered his eyes to hide the deep thought in them.

It seems that she is not the only one who discovered the rough diamond.

However, Yan Shiyi was interested in Gu Ling, and she could use this opportunity to get close to Gu Ling, which saved her a lot of trouble.

……

Lian Qiao entered the room early and sat upright on the bed with a red veil on her head, which really gave the impression of a wedding.

Not long after, he heard footsteps outside the door, but no one came. From the noise, it seemed that the person was sitting down at the table and had no intention of coming over.

He was just hesitating whether to speak when he heard the man ask, "Can you play the piano?"

He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, then thought that Gu Ling might not be able to see it, so he quickly said, "Yes."

When it comes to skills like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the courtesan in Mianhua Pavilion is naturally the best.

Gu Ling raised the wine pot and poured a glass of wine. There was something to add to the fun in the wine, so she naturally wouldn't drink it. She said calmly, "Come here."

Lian Qiao took off her veil and walked in front of Gu Ling. Gu Ling didn't look at him, but said one word sparingly: "Drink."

Lian Qiao felt relieved, knowing that most women in this world are the same. Even if Gu Ling liked Su Mu very much, there was no reason for him to refuse a beauty like him who came to him on her own initiative.

He drank the wine, and Gu Ling filled his glass again. This cycle repeated until most of the wine in the jug went into his stomach. He finally realized that something was wrong.

"Miss Gu..."

"Didn't you say you wanted to play the piano?" Gu Ling asked.

Lian Qiao felt a little uneasy. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Gu Ling's cold black eyes, he couldn't utter a word.

Lian Qiao endured the surging heat and began to play the piano. His fingertips were rubbed so hard by the strings that they hurt, but Miss Gu, who he thought was extremely gentle, never called for him to stop.

"Knock down!"

There was a knock on the door, and the person outside came in after being allowed to come in. It turned out to be Su Mu.

Lian Qiao was startled, and the piano music stopped abruptly. Gu Ling said expressionlessly: "Did I ask you to stop?"

Lian Qiao said in a trembling voice: "Miss Gu, how did Lian Qiao make you unhappy?"

"Keep going, or get out."

This simple sentence vividly demonstrates the pressure and ruthlessness of the superior.

Lian Qiao suddenly realized at this moment that he was in a dilemma. He wanted to rely on his beauty to get close to the young lady of the general's mansion, but he backfired and was rejected.

Moreover, he did not complete the task assigned to him by Mianhua Pavilion. Without Gu Ling's protection, severe punishment from Mianhua Pavilion will be waiting for him.

Gu Ling instructed Su Mu: "Keep an eye on him. When the sun rises, the piano music will stop."

"promise."

Gu Ling was very upset that his plan was disrupted. He quietly left Mianhua Pavilion through the back door and planned to go to Shen Mansion to find Shen Jingyi to discuss countermeasures.

When she reached the back door, she heard a familiar voice coming from the tree beside the wall. She raised her head, and when she came to her senses, there was a little boy in her arms.

What is this? A little boy fell from the sky?