pungent peasant girl

Chapter 399 Special Lot

The Baekje Song and Dance House was overcrowded at this time, but the guests who came only gave tea money and sat quietly listening and watching.

On the high stage in the arena, there are a group of singers and dancers. The singing and dancing are melodious, and the dancers are dancing gracefully.

It is very pleasing to sit there and watch.

Luo Ziyan and Meng Qianyan entered, found a corner seat and sat down.

Like everyone else, watching the talent on the high platform.

However, the purpose of their coming here is not just to watch.

Meng Qianyan cleaned the surroundings.

Suddenly, with a bang, a table was overturned, and the cup of melon and fruit tea fell to the floor.

"Guest officer, what are you doing?" The boy who added water was startled, took two steps back, and looked at the person in front of him in fear.

The person in front of him was rich and noble, but his eyes were violent.

"I said, what I want is the woman in the green dress on the stage, come down for me!"

"Guest officer, we are a song and dance studio, we only sell art but not innocence."

"Hmph, I've come out and twisted and twisted, and I still haven't sold my innocence. Say, as long as you can tell me how much money, I will give it to you."

"No, guest officer, it's not a matter of money." The waiter was still stopping.

The man grabbed the waiter by the collar and threw him out.

At the same time, he strode towards the stage, and four attendants blocked the people on the left and right for him.

In the blink of an eye, the man went up to the high platform, hugged one of the women in green clothes, and then squeezed the woman's waist, "I told you to go down, why don't you go down?"

The woman panicked, "Guest officer, guest officer, don't do this."

"Go—ah—"

Before the man finished speaking, it turned into a howl.

Because his arm has been twisted.

His face was contorted in pain, and he looked back, only to see a tall and handsome man standing behind him.

This man is not a big or three thick, but his strength is astonishing. After a while, he begged for mercy, "My lord, my lord, let me go, I hurt, it hurts."

Luo Ziyan let go, "You still don't let go of this girl, be careful that I break your arm."

"You—do you dare to—"

"I dare not?" Luo Ziyan's hands increased slightly.

The man looked left and right, and wanted to fight back.

But Luo Ziyan didn't look sideways, and his expression was indifferent, carrying a majesty without anger.

The man was frightened, turned around and ran away with the others.

The man ran away, and the venue fell silent.

The woman in green looked at Luo Ziyan, "Thank you, sir, for saving me."

"It's okay, girl, can you move, I have a few words to ask the girl. Don't worry, girl, I already have a family background, and I don't have any extravagant thoughts about the girl."

Hearing this, the girl in green breathed a sigh of relief, "Then come with me, young master."

Luo Ziyan followed the girl in green and grabbed Meng Qianyan's hand at the same time.

They came to a corner, on a high platform, and danced again, and the melodious singing sounded in their ears.

The three sat down facing each other.

Luo Ziyan spoke first, "This is my wife."

"Hello Madam."

Meng Qianyan smiled, "Girl, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Le Ding."

"Leding, it's a nice name, it fits your identity."

"Hehe, right? Generally, dancers just call out casually."

"How long has that girl been in the song and dance studio?" Meng Qianyan asked.

"Well——" Le Ding thought for a while, "It must have been ten years, I have been here since I was very young."

Meng Qianyan nodded, and looked at Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan said: "Miss Naleding, you have been here for so many years, you should know everything here?"

"is acceptable."

"Then can you ask the girl a little thing?"

Le Ding's eyes became cautious, "Small matter? Is it related to our Baekje dance hall?"

"We want to inquire about a person inside."

Le Ding smiled, "No, son, ma'am, this is not acceptable. We have rules in the dance hall, and we cannot casually disclose the situation inside to outsiders."

"It's just a trivial matter." Luo Ziyan said, pushing out a certain amount of gold.

Le Ding saw him, but still shook his head, "Young master, this is our rule here. Young master, madam, you are kind to Le Ding, so Le Ding can not tell anyone about you asking me, but Le Ding can That's all I can do, thank you benefactor."

Le Ding sighed deeply, then stood up and walked away.

Meng Qianyan was stunned, showing an inconceivable expression.

"Ziyan."

"Ok?"

"This song and dance workshop actually has such rules."

Luo Ziyan frowned, "I never thought that the rules here are so strict."

"Then I feel even more wrong." Meng Qianyan murmured, "Such a fortified place, if Su Meiru comes from here, will she be allowed to leave here casually?"

Luo Ziyan did not answer Meng Qianyan's question, but stood up and walked outside.

"Ziyan, where are you going?"

Meng Qianyan followed Luo Ziyan out of the gate of the Baekje Song and Dance Workshop, and saw Luo Ziyan's eyes deeply look around the street.

"What's wrong? Ziyan?"

"Go up."

Luo Ziyan grabbed Meng Qianyan, turned around, and jumped onto the roof of a shop, then stood on the roof and looked around.

In the distance, he saw the tallest hall in the palace.

And the other side through the main hall seems to be the Suyu Bookstore.

Luo Ziyan frowned.

Meng Qianyan looked at it in surprise, "Ziyan, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Ziyan came back to his senses, "It's okay, I just think the location here is a bit special."

"What's so special?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, I was thinking too much, Qianyan, let's go down first." While speaking, he dragged Meng Qianyan to the ground together.

There was still music in the song and dance workshop, Meng Qianyan listened to it, but felt very melancholy, "Oh, we came here for nothing, and people won't say anything, so we won't be able to find out about Su Meiru at all."

"It's fine if you can't find out. If you deliberately conceal it, what you tell us may be false. It's getting late, are you hungry, let's eat something first."

"Okay." Meng Qianyan looked around, "Here, there is a steamed stuffed bun shop over there."

"Let's go."

For several days in a row, they ate delicacies from mountains and seas. Meng Qianyan really missed the smell of fireworks in this world, so he bought two drawers of steaming steamed buns as soon as he opened his mouth.

Then sit down, blow the hot air on the buns, and eat with vinegar.

Luo Ziyan looked at her gorging herself, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips with a smile, "Is it so delicious?"

"It's delicious, Ziyan, it's really delicious!" Meng Qianyan smiled, his eyes bent into crescents.

"Stop! Stop!"

Suddenly, a black figure rushed out from the other side of the bun shop, followed by six or seven men with knives chasing after him.

The people running in front staggered, with a strong smell of blood.

Meng Qianyan frowned, "This person looks familiar."

(End of this chapter)