Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 63 Xue Wanyan in the evening
Hai time.

Wan Yan took the stage.

Familiar scene, familiar taste.

The bright red ribbon in the room exudes a strong fragrance of powder.

There is a cup of light under the stage.

Wan Yan raised her misty water eyes to look at these brightly dressed people who were immersed in the beauty.

Through the veil, she couldn't see clearly.

But she knew that the person sitting in the private room on the third floor was her mother's confidence.

Prince Xiao Zhengqian.

Sure enough, he didn't hide himself.

Mr. Su?
Wan Yan sneered, Xiao Zi went to Caotou, isn't it a Su?He is really a man with arrogance engraved in his bones.

However, this is her future?

Wan Yan's heart climbed up with soreness.

Take your seat.

She thought of adults, infinitely sad.

Fingernails pluck the strings, and the familiar melody flows out from the fingertips.

One song finished.

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and she heard 2000 taels of silver in the box on the third floor.

Still a master who is willing to break the bank.

Wan Yan stepped off the stage slowly.

Mom rushed over with a stride, grinning from ear to ear: "After all, it has to be Wanyan. Look, today is full, do you know how much money will be paid in this game? 5000 taels! Quick, pack up and follow mom to thank Mrs. Mr. Su."

Ha ha, Wan Yan sneered in her heart.

"Tsk tsk, why are you wearing this outfit today? Go, wear that navel-baring bell outfit, Mr. Su likes you, maybe he wants you."

Wan Yan's eyes were on fire.

Except Mrs. Su, she will not wear that dress for anyone to see again.

Wan Yan held the pipa without moving, and her mother was so angry that she closed her smile: "After going out for a few days, the wings are hard? Let me tell you, that Su is useless. You serve Mr. Su honestly, and you will eat and drink hot."

Saying that, she reached out to grab the pipa: "Hurry up and change clothes."

Wan Yan bit her lower lip: "I don't have any clothes. I tore them off. From today onwards, I will only wear this kind of clothes to perform. Mom, don't try to influence me."

There are little sisters who come on and off the stage one after another.

Mom turned into a pig's face with anger: "Okay, you wait, I will forgive you tonight, and don't cry when I clean you up."

"Isn't Mom doing too little?" Wan Yan didn't know where her courage came from.

If it was before, she would only tolerate and obey, but now she doesn't want to. If this makes her stay hopelessly in the Jiaofang Division, she might as well resist.

Mom stretched out her hand, wishing she could beat Wanyan with a hammer, but she still wanted to point her at her to make money.

"Okay, I don't care about you today, immediately, go to the third floor immediately, and serve Mr. Su well."

Mother was not polite this time, and directly pushed Wanyan up to the third floor.

At the entrance of the third floor, four black-faced men stood guard here.

Wan Yan recognized that two of them were the two people guarding the gate of Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio this morning.

The mother smiled and flattered her eyes: "Miss Wanyan is here."

As she spoke, she wanted to go in with Wan Yan, but was stopped by the guards.

The guard didn't speak, but stood in front of his mother with his saber, pouted his mouth, and signaled her to leave.

Mom smiled and told Wan Yan: "Behave well, play more songs for Mr. Su."

The guard made a sharp look, and the mother was dejected and reluctantly walked downstairs.

When she went downstairs, she couldn't help but look around, she also wanted to see the prince.

Wan Yan bit her back teeth and walked forward slowly.

Now she knows that this person is the prince, and his purpose of approaching her is because of your lord.

But why did the prince steal her things?
Wan Yan couldn't figure it out.

But when she thought that the prince would embarrass him because of her, she was very annoyed and angry with this person.

The crown prince corrupted the gold and silver treasures of the bandits. He did something wrong. Why should he blame the adults who found out the truth?
This is a typical example of you killing someone, but you complain that the person killed is too weak. What kind of gangster logic is this?

Wan Yan feels that she has changed, she used to just accept it, but now she doesn't want to.

She wants to fight, even if she falls and bruises.

There are two guards at the entrance of the elegant seat. Before Wan Yan came close, they announced to the people in the door: "Master, Miss Wan Yan is here."

Wan Yan walked in slowly, the viewing platform was completely covered by curtains, and only candles and red lanterns were burning in the room.

Lying crookedly on the soft bed was Mr. Su named Xiao Zhengqian.

The play needs to be sufficient.

Wan Yan leaned down slightly: "Little girl Wan Yan, I have seen you."

"Look up, do you recognize me?"

Wan Yan snorted coldly in her heart, with a surprised expression on her face: "Young Master Su?!"

"Oh? Sure enough, she is the head of Jiaofang. She has a high ability to recognize people. Does the girl remember anyone she has met once?"

Xiao Zhenggan's clothes were disheveled, his body was crooked, Wan Yan wished he could peel him off.

"Young master is joking."

Xiao Zhengqian was in a good mood: "I've always heard that the head card of the Jiaofang of Tongshan Prefecture has the appearance of a moon-shame flower, but I have never had the chance to see it. I saw it today, and it really deserves my reputation. Come, give me a toast!"

Wan Yan shook the hand hidden behind the pipa lightly, her nails digging into the flesh.

The pain made her wake up, even if she was unwilling, she would have to get through today's test.

Wan Yan put down her pipa, walked to the table, picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine, held the glass in her right hand, gently supported her left hand, and walked slowly to the prince.

"Mr. Su, Wan Yan has never met you before. May I ask whether you are from Tongshan Mansion?"

The prince didn't pick up the tea, and raised his brows lightly, just looking up and down Wanyan.

Wan Yan is not annoyed, just watch it, sooner or later, God will clean up you.

"Miss Wanyan cares about me so much? Before answering this question, I have a question. Miss Wanyan is the head of the Jiaofang Division. Why did she appear in Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio today?"

Wan Yan smiled: "Young Master's words are so strange." Wan Yan took another step forward, and she could smell the smell of alcohol on the Prince's body, mixed with an unpleasant aroma.

"The little girl didn't dare to joke, but she felt that the young master was approaching me on purpose. I went to the calligraphy and painting studio and the young master came soon after. The young girl came to the stage, and the young master rewarded you with 2000 taels of silver. How can you tell that I care about the young master?"

Wan Yan raised her eyebrows.

Anyone who knows her well knows that this expression means that she is in a bad mood.

But in Xiao Zhengqian's view, Wan Yan's eyes were filled with affection and a smile.

"Hahahaha, girl Wanyan is really a wonderful person, wonderful." Standing up to take the wine glass, her hands dishonestly tried to hold Wanyan's Rouyi.

"Clang" sound.

The wine glass fell to the floor.

Just as Xiao Zhengqian was about to get angry, Wan Yan covered her forehead with one hand: "I'm sorry Mr. Su, this private room is airtight, my heart hurts."

Wan Yan backed away, giving way to the broken cup, and covered her heart tightly with one hand.

"Young master, the little girl is rude. If this continues, I'm afraid I will die here."

Moving slowly, Wan Yan quickly retreated to the door: "My lord, the little girl is not feeling well... I'll go back and slowly come back to accompany you, lord."

Wan Yan had already retreated to the door, and the two guards didn't know why, they watched Wan Yan open the door blankly.

"My lord, my daughter has a dress that is specially worn for receiving distinguished guests. I want to show it to my lord. My lord...wait for me."

The door opened, and a gust of wind blew the candles up and down.

The guards stood up straight, it turned out that this was a little love affair between the leading girl and the prince.

The two of them didn't say much, didn't stop Wanyan from talking, and pretended they didn't hear anything.

Xiao Zhengqian was about to get angry and try to persuade him to stay, but suddenly he heard "My lord, wait for me", and collapsed on the soft bed with a smile on his face.

He wants to taste such a wonderful person tonight, how can he let Su Jizhi's evil spirit take advantage of him!

I heard from my mother that Wan Yan hasn't fucked yet...

(End of this chapter)