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Chapter 125 The Oiran of the Red Pavilion
On this day, the capital was abuzz with news that a stunning beauty had come to the Hong Kong Coliseum and met the public for the first time.

Many men are eager to try and see the beauty of the oiran.

Mu Qingqing looked at Chu Manman with a headache, and her cousin also seemed eager to try.

"Those who want to see the oiran are all men, why are you two women joining in the fun?"

"Think about your fiancé, especially Manman. You're getting married in a month and a half. How bad would it be if your fiancé found out?"

My cousin also got engaged during the Chinese New Year and the wedding date is at the end of the year.

Chu Manman curled her lips, "We are dressed in men's clothes, so no one can find out. Besides, don't you and Master Lu protect us?"

"Besides, why should only men be allowed to visit the Hong Kong Coliseum? I want to see the Oiran too!"

My cousin nodded and said, "Yes, Qingqing, let's go together. I don't dare to go with just the two of us!"

Two weak women going to the Hong Kong Coliseum is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. But with Mu Qingqing and Master Lu, it's a different story.

Her arms were shaken left and right. Mu Qingqing looked up at Master Lu helplessly, and Master Lu nodded at her.

Well, since the master has agreed, I have no choice but to go with him.

The four of them changed their clothes and dressed like noblemen.

When they arrived at the Hong Kong Coliseum, Chu Manman and her cousin suddenly felt a little timid. There were many people gathered at the door, including women who were entertaining the guests.

The four of them took a deep breath and strode in.

After paying an expensive entrance fee and a lot of money, I booked a box on the second floor with a great view.

At this time, the Hong Kong Coliseum was packed with people. Mu Qingqing saw many familiar figures who usually pretended to be decent people, but now they were afraid of being discovered and were hiding themselves.

She even saw officials in their forties or fifties stealthily poking their heads upstairs.

Mu Qingqing rubbed his forehead with a headache. The charm of the courtesan was so great that maybe someone from the royal family had been dispatched.

It was the first time for several people to come here. The Red Hall looked just more lively than an ordinary pub, with more scantily clad women.

The soft and tender voices of the women made the men unable to stop.

The four private men refused to ask the women to serve them and sat at the table to eat the free cakes and fruits.

Chu Manman looked around curiously, fortunately she didn't see her fiancé.

She chuckled and her mother said her fiancé didn't like the Hong Kong Coliseum.

After a while, someone finally came out and said some polite words.

When the courtesan came out, everyone gasped and looked at the woman with infatuated eyes.

The woman was wearing a pink top with only a bellyband underneath, revealing her full chest, and a pair of white pants.

There was a hint of red on her forehead, and her face was very beautiful, with a heroic beauty.

The courtesan is very tall, comparable to Chu Yu in the palace.

Mu Qingqing frowned. She had seen Chu Yu before and she was also very beautiful, but she looked nothing like the person in front of her. Most importantly, Chu Yu was a princess. How could she condescend to become the most beautiful courtesan in the Red Mansion?

As the music started, the woman began to dance with a fan in her hand.

The feminine beauty combined with the heroic movements made people applaud excitedly.

Chu Manman cheered loudly, "Qingqing, this person dances beautifully. I remember you also performed a sword dance once!"

My cousin asked curiously, "What kind of sword dance?"

Chu Manman kept gesturing with her hands, talking about Mu Qingqing's dance from the past.

Mu Qingqing's eyes never left the woman. She always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out.

Master Lu leaned close to her ear and said, "This man has good martial arts skills and strong internal strength!"

The master said she was good, so it seems she is really good. A person who knows martial arts can be the oiran of the Hong Kong Coliseum? Haha, interesting.

After the dance, the woman stood up straight and bowed slightly to the crowd, "Thank you all for coming to see Wan'er. Now I will randomly select a few people to dance with Wan'er."

The voice was soft and pleasant, as if scratching everyone's heart, making them want to get closer.

A man stood up and began to introduce himself excitedly, "Miss Wan'er, I am the second son of the ** family. I fell in love with you at first sight. I hope to dance with you." "Yes, me too, I am..."

These are all regular customers of the Hong Kong Coliseum in Beijing.

Seeing such a beauty like Wan'er, he naturally didn't want to let her go. Although she was tall, it made him want to conquer her even more.

Suddenly, the mother from the Hong Kong Coliseum pushed out something like a turntable with the room number of each room engraved on it.

The Hong Kong Coliseum has three floors in total, and the second floor has the best location.

Wan'er said softly, "To be fair, let's use a spinning wheel to decide the candidate."

Soon the turntable started moving, and the first dart was thrown out and hit the turntable.

"Room No. 1 on the first floor."

No matter who is in the room, just come out and dance with Wan'er.

Just then, a man about 1.75 meters tall walked out of the room, but he looked ugly.

When he grabbed Wan'er's little hand, he wiped the palm of her hand.

The two men were about the same height, and the man could see things he shouldn't see just by lowering his head slightly.

He swallowed hard.

Soon the dance was over and the man left reluctantly.

Next up were the guests on the second floor.

When it came to the third one, he suddenly turned to the box where Mu Qingqing was.

Chu Manman's breathing stagnated and she panicked, "What should I do with Qingqing?"

Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes at her. Is this a bad idea now?
Master Lu threw a silver-gray mask to Mu Qingqing.

"Go ahead!"

Among the four people, Mu Qingqing is the tallest, but she is only 1.65 meters tall.

Mu Qingqing's face twisted for a moment. After putting on the mask, her gentle features were concealed. She was wearing a white dress and holding a folding fan in her hand. When she came out, she deliberately wrapped it around her waist to make it look thicker.

Looking at it this way, it's actually quite handsome.

Mu Qingqing was about to go downstairs when Master Lu grabbed her collar and threw her out.

There were exclamations all around. Mu Qingqing turned around and landed steadily.

When she raised her head, she saw the surprise in the other person's eyes.

Mu Qingqing cupped her hands and said, "My name is Li An, nice to meet Miss Wan'er."

His voice was rough and his appearance was explosive, but he was a little too short.

Wan'er bowed and saluted, "Greetings, Master Li. Do you want to dance or drink?"

Just now, the rules changed. It's not just about dancing. After all, grown men know too little about dancing, and their dancing is not right. That's why drinking came into being. Of course, there are other ways.

But many people still want to dance, after all, dancing allows them to get close and take advantage of others.

When I looked at this girl named Wan'er from a close distance, I found that she was even more beautiful.

"I choose to drink. I am not good at dancing."

Faced with a gentle and polite man, Miss Wan'er was still very considerate. She asked someone to bring two glasses of wine. The two of them drank a glass of wine, which was of course a wedding wine!
There were men all around shouting crazily, which made Mu Qingqing's ears hurt.

The wine was strong and my throat felt like it was burning.

This is the wedding wine that is drunk at the wedding.

Wan'er looked at Mu Qingqing's ears with a hint of understanding on her face.

I don’t know where this girl is from, but she actually joined in the fun.

(End of this chapter)