Fox Demon: Miss Yaya, this damn possessiveness

Li Qing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man dressed like a scholar, wearing a silk scarf on his head, holding a feather fan, wearing gorgeous clothes and a jade belt around his waist. He looked at Li Qing with contempt and said.

He said this to Li Qing only out of jealousy. After all, Li Qing was wearing ordinary clothes, but had Long Jiu by his side, which made him feel very unbalanced.

After listening to the man's words, Li Qing shook his head slightly and said softly:

"The ancients were not deceiving me. Scholars look down on each other. This has been the case since ancient times!"

Li Qing did not argue with him, but approached Long Ba and asked softly:

"Old Eight, do you want to spend the night with that courtesan?"

"Spend the night together? What's that for?"

After hearing what Li Qing said, Long Ba asked in confusion.

"Spending the night together means listening to that courtesan play the piano and sing for you, and you can do whatever you want with her?"

Li Qing blinked at Long Ba and said.

"But I can't write poetry or lyrics!"

After hearing what Li Qing said, Long Ba's heart was slightly moved. He was quite interested in listening to others singing and playing the piano, after all, he had never tried it.

"It doesn't matter, I'll help you!"

Li Qing smiled and said confidently.

"Everyone, start writing poems and lyrics from now on. I'll give you half an incense stick of time!"

As the madam on the stage finished her words, two women in cool clothes took out half a stick of incense, inserted it into the incense burner on the stage, and lit it.

After hearing what the madam said, the man who mocked Li Qingzhi also began to think hard.

Everyone also ran to get the rice paper and calligraphy.

Under Li Qing's instructions, Long Ba also brought back a piece of calligraphy and rice paper and spread them on the table. Seeing this, Li Qing sat down, dipped the brush in ink, and began to write.

A few minutes later, Li Qing put down his brush and handed the rice paper with the ink still wet to Long Ba.

Long Ba took a look at the words written on the rice paper and started scratching his head.

"Li Qing, are you sure that what I wrote on this piece of paper can make the courtesan play the piano and sing for me?"

Li Qing closed his eyes and nodded, looking confident.

And Long Ba also chose to believe Li Qing.

At this time, in a loft on the second floor, a woman with outstanding appearance was sitting on a stool. She looked at the madam who pushed the door open and asked:

"Mom, how is it? Are there many people coming this time?"

"Xian'er, don't worry. There are many people coming this time. After all, your news has been out for quite some time. All the young masters who are confident in their literary talent have come. I believe that a poem that will satisfy you will appear today!"

"Oh! I hope so!"

Xian'er sighed and said that she had been the most popular courtesan in Qingyu Tower for several years, but she had always sold her art and not her body, and she loved poetry, so after she became the most popular courtesan in Qingyu Tower, she held a poetry competition every New Year's Eve, hoping to discover poetry that would satisfy her.

But after a few years, no one caught her eye, and she began to become discouraged.

Time passed quickly, and half an incense stick of time had passed. Everyone on the boat began to hand in the poems they had painstakingly written to the madam. Under Li Qing's instructions, Long Ba rolled up the rice paper on the table and handed it to the madam.

After putting away the paper, the madam picked it up and walked towards the room on the second floor.

"Xian'er, the poems they wrote have been delivered!"

The madam placed the collected rice paper on the table in Xian'er's room and turned to leave the room.

"Everyone, it will take some time for Miss Xian'er to read your masterpieces. Please wait for a moment! Enjoy the performance of Miss Qingyulou!"

After the madam finished speaking, a group of women in cool clothes came onto the stage and started dancing.

Everyone in the audience was watching the women dancing on the stage intently, not even daring to blink for fear of missing out on the exciting parts.

"Li Qing, you said I won, can you let that courtesan dance for me too?"

Long Ba said as he looked at the woman from Qingyu Tower who was stretching her body and dancing beautifully on the stage.

“That should be possible!”

Li Qing was also a little uncertain. After all, he had never spent a night with an oiran. Besides, who would waste the time of spending a night with an oiran only to watch her dance for him?

Xian'er in the room on the second floor looked extremely ugly after flipping through more than a dozen pieces of rice paper. What were these people writing? It was too bad. Even if she wrote it herself, it would probably be better than them.

After Xian'er quickly carried a few people away, she saw the poem that Li Qing wrote for Long Ba. In an instant, she was attracted by the content on the rice paper and stopped.

There were only five big characters written on the rice paper: "Qingyu'an·Yuan Xi".

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain. The road is filled with the fragrance of BMWs and carved carriages. The wind makes a whistling sound, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night long."

"The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow, and leaves with a smile and a faint fragrance. I have searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, but when I look back suddenly, he is there, in the dimly lit place."

Xian'er couldn't help but read aloud the contents on the rice paper, and a smile appeared on her face.

She waited for so many years and finally found a talented person who could satisfy him.

She didn't even look at the contents on the rice paper at the back. She didn't believe that anyone could write a better poem than this one, so she just carried away the dozens of people behind her.

"Mother!!!"

A crisp sound came from the second floor and echoed throughout the cabin. When everyone heard this sound, they were excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"It's Miss Xian'er's voice!!"

Everyone looked towards the direction where the sound came from, their eyes burning.

When the madam heard Xian'er calling her, she immediately ran into the room.

The madam pushed the door open and entered the room. She soon came behind Xian'er and saw that Xian'er was holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, as if she was about to immerse herself in it.

"Xian'er, are the results out?"

The madam stood behind Xian'er and asked softly.

Xian'er nodded and said:

"Mom, the results are out. Please call this Mr. Long Ba up to me! I want to spend the night with him!"

After Xian'er said this, her face turned slightly red, with shyness creeping up her cheeks. Although she was the most beautiful girl in Qingyu Tower, she had not yet lost her virginity, so naturally she was a little shy about it.

"Old Eight, the madam will probably ask you to spend the night with the courtesan later. Be careful. I heard that courtesans are very good at martial arts. Don't let her drain your energy!"

Li Qing leaned close to Long Ba's ear with a smile on his face and whispered a reminder to Long Ba.

"Ah? You mean that the courtesan will absorb my dragon energy? Then I won't dare to go there!"

After hearing what Li Qing said, Long Ba was frightened by Li Qing and said to Li Qing.

"No, no, I'm just trying to scare you. She won't suck your dragon energy, so just go ahead and relax!"

When Li Qing saw that Long Ba had misunderstood, he immediately started to explain.

"That's good!"

After hearing what Li Qing said, Long Ba finally felt relieved.

At this time, the madam came out of the room and said to the people below:

"Everyone, the results are out. The one who gets to spend the night with Xian'er is... Young Master Long Ba. Please welcome Young Master Long Ba!"

As the madam finished her words, the entire cabin became noisy.

Long Ba and Long Jiu looked at Li Qing in surprise and asked:

"Li Qing, how did you do it? You said that my brother would be chosen and you said that you can't write poetry or lyrics?"

“I really can’t write poetry or lyrics!”

Li Qing spread his hands and said to the two siblings with a helpless look on his face.

"So what is the poem you just wrote for my brother...?"

Long Jiu asked with a look of disbelief.

“I copied it!”