The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 333 Oiran Festival ([-])
"Mother, Your Highness the Crown Prince." The old bustard wanted to speak.

No, a cold and angry voice above his head interrupted the continuation.

"You go and prepare the horse for the king."

The old bustard was stunned, and his mind was still in a trance, "What. Prepare, prepare, prepare the horse?"

His Royal Highness is leaving the palace?
Could it be that His Royal Highness wants to go back to the main palace?
"Your Highness, it might be inappropriate for His Highness to leave the palace at this hour." The old bustard cautiously advised.

There was silence all around.

When the old bustard looked up, His Royal Highness had already left with his sleeves shaken.

The old bustard sighed, and slapped his kneeling thigh with his right hand.

"Hey, lord palace, lord palace, I've told you tens of thousands of times that His Highness the Crown Prince is not someone to be messed with, why are you still complaining?"

The old bustard muttered, and after a while, she hurriedly got up and ran to prepare the horse according to the order of His Royal Highness.

At night, the full moon is still shining brightly, and the stars are still twinkling.

In the center of the bazaar in an empty alleyway, on the stage decorated with colorful silk and satin, all kinds of lanterns have already been placed.

Different styles of lanterns are lit, blooming with different brilliance.

These unique lanterns shrouded the entire stage in colorful light, which made people look forward to the next wonderful competition.

But Shen Qiaoyan and Bai Xiao were squeezed in the middle by people who came to join in the fun.

All of a sudden, it became difficult for them to even breathe.

Shen Qiaoyan raised her head and took a breath of air, and glanced at the nobles in luxurious clothes who were sitting comfortably on the attic in the distance.

She couldn't help turning her head to Bai Xiao beside her, and asked, "Why do we stand under this stage to watch the match? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to sit in the attic?"

Bai Xiao held the fan and tapped his hand, looking very indifferent and meaningless.

He tilted his head to look at Shen Qiaoyan, frowned and said, "I think Miss Qiaoyan, you should know why?"

Shen Qiaoyan frowned and thought about it, feeling strange in her heart, how could she know why?

So, she twitched her lips, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Bai Xiao still frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face, "This... I can't explain it in words, why don't we let it go, it's good for us to stand here."

Hearing this, Shen Qiaoyan was confused.

Such a simple question is hard to explain?

She was stunned.

Could it be that Lord Bai Xiao is afraid of heights?
Don't let Shen Qiaoyan think too much, the most interesting talent show of the Oiran Festival kicked off right in front of her.

The colorful lanterns flickered, and the melodious sound of the zither sounded like dripping water in the air. Beauties in various colorful clothes came up slowly on both sides of the stage one by one.

The beauties all wear masks on their faces, and the masks are all painted with different colors, as if to symbolize the beauties themselves.

Shen Qiaoyan looked at the handsome men on the stage who stepped forward one by one, his eyes gradually enlarged, and all distracting thoughts in his mind were quickly forgotten.

Bai Xiao glanced at Shen Qiaoyan, his brows loosened, and instead he smiled lightly, then shook his head helplessly.

Someone in front of the stage briefly introduced the rules of the competition, and the oiran competition began soon.

The lights were shining, and the handsome men wearing masks came to the stage one by one in order to show their talents.

Although you can't see the faces of the handsome men, just look at their figures and talents.

Shen Qiaoyan was so excited that she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of peach blossoms, and her face was intoxicated.

"This year's competition is really special. In the past, it's always about showing off your face first, and then your talent." Bai Xiao sighed beside Shen Qiaoyan, "But this way, this oiran competition is much fairer."

Shen Qiaoyan nodded fiercely, pulled Bai Xiao's sleeve, pointed to the handsome man playing the piano in front of the stage, and said with a silly smile: "Master Bai Xiao, what do you think of this, elegant and elegant, and he plays the piano well."

Bai Xiao shook his head, "Elegance is good, but it lacks some masculinity, it seems too weak, and the piano is not bad."

(End of this chapter)