Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 4 Flower Conference (1)

It is always rainy in the imperial capital in March.

On this rare sunny day, it was the day when the largest fireworks venue in the imperial capital - Fanhualou held the annual Flower Festival.

The organizer of the Blossom Festival is the imperial court, so not only prostitutes come to participate in the Blossom Conference, but all women in the imperial capital can participate, so the Blossom Conference has become a veritable beauty pageant in the imperial capital.

In recent days, no matter whether it is a top-notch tavern or a lively street, you can always hear a group of three or five people muttering something, with joyful faces, and a little excitement and curiosity on the tip of their brows.

The Blooming Flowers Conference is a day that people, men, women, and children in the imperial capital are looking forward to, because they can meet the person they yearn for. This person participates in the Flowers Blooming Conference every year and wins the championship every year, but no one has seen her true face.

She is unparalleled.

A legendary woman, no one knows where she came from, and no one knows where she is going, and no one can see her on weekdays, or maybe they have seen her but can't recognize her.

"I wonder if Miss Wushuang will participate this year?"

"Yes, Miss Wushuang participates every year."

"Ms. Wushuang wins the championship every year, and all the rewards are distributed to us ordinary people. I don't know if she is enough for herself."

"Of course it's enough, Miss Wushuang is a fairy in the sky, she doesn't lack these vulgar things."

. . . . . .

All of a sudden, the streets and alleys were full of rumors about this unparalleled girl.

A carriage slowly moved forward in the middle of the street. The man driving the carriage was dressed luxuriously and looked indifferent, as if everything on the street had nothing to do with him, neither curious nor interested.

A lazy and indifferent voice came from the carriage, "Qingfeng."

"Yes, master." The driver, a man named Qingfeng, stopped the carriage.

"I've been hearing about this flower festival all the way. When did this happen? How come this king has never heard of it?" The faint voice came from the carriage again.

Qingfeng thought for a while before answering, "The Fanhua Conference started five years ago in a brothel called Fanhualou, because Fanhualou is the largest brothel in Kyoto, and the people who come in and out are all royal family members, so some royal family members expanded the event , you don’t have to be a woman from Fanhualou, anyone who is not married can participate, and it has become an annual beauty pageant in Kyoto.”

"Five years ago?" The voice in the car sounded faintly, "Yes, before I knew it, it has been ten years since this king left the imperial capital, no wonder he didn't know about it."

The last sentence is a bit lonely.

"Master..." Qingfeng hesitated to speak.

"Then, what is so subtle about this girl named Wushuang that she has won the championship for five consecutive years."

"I don't know about this Qingfeng."

"Go and have a look." The last three words came out in the carriage, and then there was no more sound, as quiet as if there was no one there.

"Yes." Qingfeng drove the carriage towards Fanhualou.

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All the women’s boudoirs in the backyard of Fanhualou are hung with various colored ribbons, and there is a flower on the door. There are red, yellow, purple, and pink...the colors are different. It is said that each color represents a class, and also a flower. Represents the level they can receive guests.

It turns out that the place of fireworks is also highly competitive.

Today is the Flower Festival, all the women are competing to show off, everyone is dressed up in fancy clothes, all of a sudden Yingying Yanyan is very lively, their clothes are fragrant and their temples are shadowed, they shuttle back and forth, bringing a burst of fragrance, the fragrance of flowers and rouge are intertwined in the Together, there is a taste of extravagance.

(End of this chapter)