[Who messed with this crazy woman again? ] Nightmare secretly slandered him in his heart. Muning changed into the clothes prepared by Hidden Fragrance Pavilion behind the screen and walked out, while Yan followed with flapping wings. Nightmare is very satisfied with his body, he is very free and can fly. "What time has it been and you still haven't left the house?! Do you really think of yourself as a lady?" A loud and harsh voice penetrated the entire attic. The old dove was not as gentle as he was when he entertained guests last night. He looked extremely mean. Mu Ning and Li Nianxue were not the only women sent over as auction items. They stood in a row and faced Lao Jiu. Muning also quickly stood next to Li Nianxue. "Aning, why did you get up so late today?" Li Nianxue asked secretly. Muning seemed unwilling to recall everything in the fantasy last night, frowning and saying vaguely, "Nothing." The old dove took a look at Muning, who was late, and began to lecture. She put her hands on her hips and paced back and forth, "You are a great blessing to be sent to the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion. I think you have also seen the final fate of the women in the dungeon. You were all selected after thousands of selections. If you are prepared for the auction that comes down, if you are chosen by a nobleman and become a concubine, it will be a lifetime of glory and wealth."
The girl who was sent in had already adapted to the life here, and she was no longer crying like she was when she was just sent in. She listened carefully to Lao Jiu's "teachings". "Being a girl in our Cangxiang Pavilion can't be done just by looking good. You can't do it if you don't have some skills and skills. You have to be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting." The old Jiu paused and continued, "What's next? I’ll train you in these skills for a while.” The old Jiu clapped his hands twice, and several charming women walked out from behind. "These are the most outstanding girls in our Cangxiang Pavilion." Muning looked at the several gorgeous women who walked in. Among them was the woman who dumped the corpse he saw last night - Yi Qian. The woman sensed Muning's slightly surprised look and seemed a little displeased, her arrogant expression full of disdain. "Chen'er is good at playing the piano, and Chunxiang's songs are the most beautiful..." Walking in front of Yiqian, Laojiu couldn't stop smiling, "Yiqian is the oiran of our Tibetan Xiang Pavilion, and she once moved the capital with her dance. .” After introducing a few people, Lao Jiu said to Muning and others, "Okay, you can learn from them during this period. Whatever you want to learn, just follow them and recognize your master." While Lao Jiu was still lecturing, the "courtesan" yawned, with a look of lack of interest, which stood out among the group of people who did not dare to express their anger. I thought Laojiu would be furious, but she didn't look displeased at all. Instead, she took Yiqian's hand and asked, "Qianqian, did you not sleep well? Were you tired last night?" Na Yiqian nodded, "I'm tired, so I'll go back first." She was just here to go through the motions. Good performance means arrogance. The old man hugged her and left. Muning and Li Nianxue stared at the walking figures in shock. I thought I could investigate the secret behind Yi Qian by becoming a disciple, but it was obviously not an easy task. Zangxiang Pavilion is lively at night, but cooler during the day, and the oiran girls are resting in the room. The crows hovering above her head made Yiqian feel upset, so she picked up the pillow and threw it out the window. "Go away!"
The crow ducked away and screamed louder, as if mocking the woman's painless attack. Yiqian is a young lady with a bad temper. She gnashed her teeth when she saw the rampant crows outside the house, and her hands shook unconsciously. She got out of bed, walked out of the house, and looked at the lingering crow in the sky, picking up rocks on the ground and throwing them at it regardless of the image. She was almost asleep, and the crow kept crowing, especially right here at her place. The crow dodges quickly and seems to be playing with Yiqian. At this moment, a stone hit the crow's head accurately, quickly and accurately. The crow seemed to have no reaction and was knocked unconscious to the ground. 【Damn, aren't you talking about acting? What a fight. ] Nightmare secretly slandered. "Sister Yiqian, are you okay?" Muning stood up at the right time and looked at Yiqian with a flattering look. Seeing that the crow was shot down, Yiqian felt better. She could see Mu Ning's ulterior motives but did not expose them. "You can actually knock down crows with pebbles?" Yiqian looked at Muning strangely. The girl smiled innocently, "I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I have done everything from catching birds to fishing." Muning didn't lie. Not only was the Immortal Sect in the mountains, she also often fished and caught bird eggs with her senior brothers and sisters... Yiqian was slightly dazed, then returned to normal, "I see..." Muning always felt that Yiqian's attitude towards him was better, and he didn't know which of his words made her happy. She followed the trend and said, "Sister Yiqian, I heard that your dancing is amazing, can you..." "No." Yiqian said firmly, completely losing her gentle look just now. "..." 【The beating was in vain. 】 - At night, the Zangxiang Pavilion returned to its usual bustle, and the laughter of people pushing cups and changing cups in the front yard made the back yard feel even colder. A flapping crow landed on the girl's shoulder, its dark eyes shining strangely. [The Demon Lord is here. 】 Muning was not unaware of the movement behind him, but he still did not turn around. The reflection of the girl in the newly opened lotus pond caused ripples in the water. The scene was silent and awkward. "What are you doing here?" Muning still didn't look back. The person behind him said after a while, "As for your senior brother, what did you investigate here?" This statement is really full of loopholes. If Jiang Suizi wanted to know their progress, he could just ask Li Nianxue directly. Why ask her. Moreover, how could Lu Mingzhu be so kind as to speak for him. There were many disciples in the Sword Sect who had secret feelings for Muning, but Muning didn't care and had no worries in his heart.
But Lu Mingzhu was different. Knowing his feelings for her always made her feel upset. Nausea. She resented Lu Mingzhu, resented the bad relationship between the two of them in their previous lives, resented him for insisting on asking for her from the Immortal Sect, and resented him for not letting her go even after her death. She clearly knew that the prejudice in her heart was not upright, aboveboard, or even unreasonable, but she just... didn't want to have anything to do with Lu Mingzhu anymore. In this life, can you please stop liking her? "Nian Xue and I will take care of the matter in Hidden Fragrance Pavilion. We will meet you when the matter here is settled. You don't have to worry about the auction." Muning stood up and wanted to leave. But he was pulled into a warm chest by a huge force. "What are you doing?" Muning was not as strong as the man in front of him, struggling and staring at him. "Are you hiding from me?" He narrowed his eyes, his face was gloomy, with some grievances that he was not even aware of. But Muning felt a little annoyed when he thought of the scene in the fantasy when he was so close.