The Story of Miss Shura's Cultivation: Killing Mei Shi

Chapter 108 The Mysterious Son (1)
These words, Ming He spoke sonorously, resoundingly.

After she finished speaking, everyone in the courtyard still stood there without saying a word, thinking about what she said.

Ming He knows very well that their situation cannot be changed in a short while.Therefore, she will not think about saying something like "you must give me confidence from today on", because she knows that this is impossible.

"Okay, what I said, you have time to think about it slowly. Yelan, the five of you are practicing swordsmanship now. If you don't understand anything, just ask me. Also, I will be at the Eat here." Ming He ordered.

Hearing this, Ye Lan's face was full of joy, "Okay, miss, I'll let them prepare in a while!" In her heart, Ming He is a god, and she worships the god she yearns for. Now, she can have dinner with her , how can you not be happy?
In this way, Ming He taught them their sword skills, and then they had dinner here.

Ming He looked at the time, and it was already time, so she left the mansion and walked to the Flower Picking Workshop.

The lanterns were hung high, and people were buzzing. Since Wen Lan had spread the news that the two new oirans were going to perform on stage, today's Flower Picking Workshop was much more lively than usual.

Ming He waved his hands to the girls who came up to him, signaling them not to come over.

These girls all know that Ming He is the "mysterious son" who bought the entire flower picking workshop for Wen Lan, so naturally they dare not disobey his orders.Seeing that Ming He was sitting at the front table, they hurriedly served her good tea, and then quietly left.

Ming He drank her tea with her head down. She closed her eyes and tapped the tip of her left finger on the table, making a "da da" sound.

Very good, no one is hiding in the building, so who is following her today?
A door on the third floor was opened.Wen Lan leaned out from inside and looked around, when she saw the blue figure sitting closest to the table, she smiled, closed the door, turned around, and said to the two people in the room: "Miss has come gone."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Daiwan frowned and said, "Why did Miss come here so early? Ask Sister Lan, I, I'm a little scared."

Although Dai Dim didn't make a sound, her hands were tightly held together.

"What are you afraid of?" Ask Lan raised her eyebrows, "What's there to be afraid of? Didn't I tell you, you perform your show and treat them all as cabbage, wouldn't it be fine?"

"Huh? Treat them all as cabbage? Does that mean you also treat Miss as cabbage?"

"Of course." Wen Lan said, but in a flash, such a picture appeared in her mind: Dai Lan and Dai Wan were dancing with their long sleeves fluttering on the stage, but the spectators sitting below Not people, but Chinese cabbages shaking their heads.

Thinking of this, Wen Lan couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe." Dai Lan and Dai Wan also thought of such a scene, and couldn't help laughing.

With this smile, the two immediately relaxed.Wen Lan patted Dai Lan on the shoulder, "Okay, it's almost time, let's go down."

Dai Lan and the two nodded, put on their veils, and followed Wen Lan downstairs.

When three beautiful figures, one green, one pink, and one blue, appeared at the stairs, everyone immediately stretched their necks, opened their eyes wide, and looked at them.

Wen Lan was no stranger to everyone.Therefore, their gazes only stayed on her face for a while, and then they cast their eyes on Dai Lan and Dai Wan who followed behind Wen Lan, covered with veils, and were called the new oirans of the Flower Picking Workshop.

The fiery eyes of everyone shot over, Dai Lan and Dai Wan blushed immediately, lowered their heads, and slowly followed Wen Lan downstairs.

When everyone comes to the brothel on weekdays, all they see are bold and frivolous girls. Where have they seen such shy and cute girls like Tong Dailan and Daiwan, who are like bunnies?As a result, everyone immediately became interested and stared at the two of them like hungry wolves.

The three of them stood on the stage, asked Lan with a smile on her face, and said, "Today is the first day for Dailan and Daiwan, the two new oirans of my flower shop, to make their debut on the stage. Thank you for your kindness, come to my flower shop .Okay, if there are too many words, I won’t talk about asking Lan. Next, let our two oirans sing and dance for everyone, to thank everyone for their love for the flower shop!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of applause and applause in the building.Amidst the sound, Wen Lan stepped back and handed over the stage to Dai Lan and Dai Wan.

Dailan and Daiwan bowed to everyone in the audience, and said: "Little girl Dailan, little girl Daiwan, I have met all the young masters."

The voice is clear and crisp, like pearls falling on a plate.It sounds really good.When everyone heard the words, they felt that the two of them were cute and cute.

Dai Lan sat down behind the piano, flicked her hands, and the wonderful sound of the piano sounded immediately.She lightly opened her vermilion lips, and for a moment, her voice was as clear as a mountain stream, with bursts of coolness and purity, it seemed to be whispering, it seemed to be pouring out, and it hit everyone.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano and singing, Daiwan began to dance lightly.

Dancing lightly like young swallows returning to their nests, flying high like nightingales whirling low.The beautiful dancing posture is leisurely and delicate, and the alert Xunfei body is as light as the wind.The slender Luo Yi fluttered gently, and the long sleeves criss-crossed left and right.An endless stream of postures spread out, and the zigzagging bodies merged with hands and feet.

While dancing, her eyes seemed to contain thousands of spring waters, and the moment she raised her head was beyond words.

Ask Lan standing under the stage, staring at Ming He closely, wondering if this song and dance will satisfy the young lady?
Ming He felt Wen Lan's gaze, she turned her head, smiled, nodded at Wen Lan, and said silently, "Very good."

Only then did Wen Lan heave a sigh of relief, seeing that the young lady didn't need anything else, she also turned her head and looked at the two people on the stage.

Since ancient times, the singing and dancing in Hualou has been mainly gorgeous and charming.However, Dai Lan and Dai Wan took a different approach. Their singing and dancing are fresh and natural, making people's eyes bright and refreshing.

(End of this chapter)