After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 18 Red Smoke Pavilion

"Young Master Zhao hasn't been here for a while, and Xiang'er is talking about you every day."

The man called Mr. Zhao waved his folding fan and said, "I am not here for Xiang'er Qing'er today. I heard that Miss Yanyun is back?"

Mother Qian of Hongyan Pavilion smiled meaningfully: "Young Master Zhao is very well informed, Miss Yanyun is indeed back."

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up, and his weak body, which had been hollowed out too much, suddenly became energetic again.

"Let me in quickly, or I won't even be able to grab a good seat."

Song Jiuxi walked in from the entrance of Hongyan Pavilion in a fair manner. Mother Qian had never seen her before, but seeing her cold demeanor, she couldn't help wondering which noble son this was.

Song Jiuxi held a folding fan with a jade handle in his right hand, and a line of elegant poems were inscribed on the fan.Her long hair was tied with a jade crown, and she also wore a light blue men's gown.

She reached out and put a money bag in Qian's mother's hand, Qian's mother was turned upside down, her face remained unchanged.

If I want to see Miss Yanyun, 100 taels is not enough.

The people who gathered in Hongyan Pavilion today are all famous people, and these people have done a lot for Miss Yanyun.

As soon as Song Jiuxi entered, she understood what Qian's mother meant when she saw her expression just now.

She paid 100 taels, so she could only stand at the back of the hall, separated by countless people from the high platform in front.

"Miss Yanyun hasn't appeared in two years, has she? Has she recovered physically?"

"It must be better. She was not in good health two years ago. I don't know how many men in Beijing have worried about her."

"No, I heard that King Duan is here today..."

"It's not just Prince Duan, I seem to have seen Yu's bodyguard next to the prince just now..."

The people around kept talking, but when talking about the royals, they subconsciously lowered their voices, saying half and leaving half.

Song Jiuxi looked towards the box on the second floor. There were ten rooms in a row on the second floor, and all of them were full of people.

For 100 taels of silver, she could only stand at the end of the hall, so who could sit in the second floor box.

King Duan, prince, royal relatives and nobles...

This Yanyun actually has such a great ability.

Song Jiuxi turned his head and asked the man next to him: "Brother, I heard that Miss Yanyun is the number one beauty in the capital, right? I came to the capital last year to do business, brother, I haven't seen Miss Yanyun yet."

The man next to her looked at her like a country bumpkin, and said, "Miss Yanyun is of course the number one beauty in the capital, but I have never seen her before. Miss Yanyun is not something that anyone can meet, only those above can see her." See Miss Yanyun."

As he spoke, the man pointed his finger up.

Song Jiuxi's eyes were dark, and she cast a heavy glance at the box on the second floor.

"Come here, girl Yanyun is here."

Someone exclaimed, and more people exclaimed.

"Miss Yanyun."

"Miss Yanyun."

……

Song Jiuxi looked towards the stairs leading to the lobby on the second floor, and there was a voluptuous woman standing.

The woman is tall and well-proportioned, with a smoky blue tulle and a red shirt underneath.She walked up and down the stairs barefoot, step by step as if stepping on the tip of a person's heart.

Her face was covered with a half layer of white gauze, revealing a pair of captivating eyes.

Because I can't see clearly this intrigue is even more hazy and graceful.

Song Jiuxi didn't expect that the leader of Hongying's hidden guards was such a woman.

Yanyun walked down the stairs and stood on the high platform.

At this time, the windows of the private rooms on the second floor were all open, but half of the bead curtains covered them, making it impossible to see the people inside clearly.

Yan Yun bowed his waist and bowed to everyone, his every move was graceful and tactful.She said: "Yan Yun has been seeking medical treatment abroad for the past two years, and only came back during this time. To express my apology, Yan Yun hereby presents a dance."

As soon as these words came out, the audience erupted.

Immediately after the sound of the guzheng sounded, Yan Yun threw down his eyes ambiguously, and his body moved in accordance with the rhythm.

After watching Yanyun's dance, Song Jiuxi realized why Yanyun was able to move the capital.

When Yanyun was dancing, he was like a ghost that sucked people's souls.It is breathtaking and makes people want to occupy her and destroy her.

It wasn't until the dance music stopped that Song Jiuxi came back to his senses.

After Yanyun finished dancing, he went upstairs again, and the people in the audience woke up with a start.

"Miss Yanyun, Miss Yanyun, don't go!"

Yan Yun didn't turn his head back, and the figure disappeared behind the corridor on the second floor.

The people in the audience were crazy, obsessively trying to catch up, but they were all pushed down by the people arranged by Qian's mother.

No one can rush to the second floor to see the smoke cloud.

She came out to dance this song tonight to prove that her charm is still there, and to make people in the capital continue to fall in love with her.

Seeing the names of so many people shouting hoarsely, Song Jiuxi knew that she had achieved her goal.

Song Jiuxi left Hongyan Pavilion and turned to the dark alley behind Hongyan Pavilion, then she used her lightness skills to climb up the second floor of Hongyan Pavilion along the wall, and found the window of the room where Yanyun was.

"Girl, His Highness Prince Duan is here to invite you."

Yan Yun in the room asked in surprise: "Only King Duan?"

"There is also the young master of the Yongwei Hou Mansion, the third son of the Yan State Duke's mansion, and the eldest son of the Kangping Marquis Mansion..."

"Understood, you go down."

There was a sound of the door opening and then closing again.

Song Jiuxi was about to push the window to go in, when suddenly a sharp weapon came out through the window and hit her eyebrows.

Song Jiuxi turned sideways suddenly and reached out to grab it.

It turned out to be a gold hairpin.

Song Jiuxi went in through the window, and Yan Yun in the room was looking at her coldly.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Song Jiuxi returned the golden hairpin with a flick of his hand, Yan Yun's eyes widened, all his internal energy was mobilized, and he barely avoided it.

Yan Yun looked at Song Jiuxi in shock. This man's martial arts were higher than hers, and she almost forced her to avoid it just now.

Yan Yun's face darkened, and he looked at Song Jiuxi warily.

"What do you want?"

"Miss Yanyun, the number one beauty in the capital, danced in the capital seven years ago, and there have been countless courtiers under her skirts since then." Song Jiuxi said, "Am I right? Fu Chenyun."

Yan Yun's face changed, and he was shocked: "Who the hell are you?!"

Song Jiuxi suddenly appeared behind her, slashing the back of her neck with his palm like a knife.Yanyun gritted his teeth and stepped back quickly.

Song Jiuxi didn't give her a chance to fight back at all, one move after another, forcing her to use all her skills.

After Song Jiuxi's trial was over, he gave up in satisfaction.

Yan Yun was beaten so helplessly that she held her hands on her shoulders, unwilling to reconcile.How could there be such a strong person in the capital?

She went through all the people in the capital, but she couldn't find anyone who matched the person in front of her.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to fight again, when Song Jiuxi suddenly took out a token and held it up in front of her eyes.

The word "Hongying" hurt her eyes.

She knelt down suddenly, lowered her head with red eyes, and said respectfully: "Master."

(End of this chapter)