"You have to think carefully. That's not a good thing. If you get rejected..."
"She won't say no."
Gu Qingsheng interrupted Miao Lanlan. She was absolutely sure about this matter.
"It wasn't easy for me to get this thing. This time, I was lucky that Mr. Liu had a connection. Otherwise, it would be really hard to find this thing in Jin and Chu."
Thinking of how Liu Yanqiu took her through countless alleys to get this thing, Gu Qingsheng sighed inwardly.
"Let's see tomorrow."
Early the next morning, Zheng Xueyi was already waiting for her at Gu Qingsheng's door.
Gu Qingsheng was a little surprised when he saw Zheng Xueyi. Usually when he went to the teahouse, Zheng Xueyi was either hiding here or there. Why was she interested today?
"You got up early today."
"Didn't you say that I could meet the person I'm waiting for today?"
Zheng Xueyi turned around awkwardly with a cold face
"Let's go."
Gu Qingsheng looked at her from behind and raised his eyebrows. Miao Lanlan clicked her tongue twice.
"A tough guy with a soft heart, a tough guy with a soft heart. When you were young, you didn't know how beautiful your sister was. You mistakenly spent your youth planting rice seedlings, princess!"
Gu Qingsheng was no longer surprised by Miao Lanlan's occasional golden sentences. She followed Zheng Xueyi's footsteps and crushed a fallen leaf.
Today's teahouse is much busier than usual.
From a distance, the queue had reached the east end of the street, and the people queuing at the back stretched their necks to look forward, as if expecting to see something.
This lively scene made Gu Qingsheng confirm what he was thinking.
Jinchu Mingge Teahouse loves to attract some celebrities and scholars, including some who hold royal positions.
It was also because of this reputation that the teahouse became bigger and bigger. At irregular intervals every month, the famous leading actress Master Nianfan would come to perform songs.
Master Nianfan is famous in Jin and Chu. After his disciples completed their apprenticeships one by one, they retired to the market. The only time people can see him is when he performs in a teahouse once a month.
As for the time of each month, it depends on Master Nianfan's interest, so Gu Qingsheng comes to this place every day to wait.
This is what she has been waiting for.
"Looking like this, it will be dark by the time we get in."
Miao Lanlan complained and Zheng Xueyi frowned slightly.
With her upright character, she would definitely not do something like cutting in line, but now her face was slightly red, and her hand was on the sword, and it seemed that she actually had such an idea.
Gu Qingsheng quickly placed his hand on her sword-holding hand and shook his head helplessly.
He took a step forward and showed his cards to the waiter who was greeting customers at the door.
The waiter's expression changed visibly, but he welcomed Gu Qingsheng in with a very respectful attitude.
She smiled at Zheng Xueyi behind her, revealing her snow-white teeth, and shook the cards in her hand, looking quite smug.
Seeing this, Zheng Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief and put down the hilt of the sword in her hand.
The two walked through the bustling crowd, but when they were going upstairs, they saw a familiar figure in the corner.
It was Lin Song’s beautiful wife, the brothel girl.
However, this time there was no sign of Lin Song.
The woman had a hint of loneliness in her eyes. She sat in the corner with a rather dignified posture.
Although she was wearing brightly colored silk and satin, she sat there with an air of arrogance.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingsheng quickly shook his head and threw away this ridiculous idea.
Perhaps it was because she was favored by the scholar Lin Song that he could not help but cast a halo on this woman.
Gu Qingsheng thought so.
When we got to the private room on the second floor, the sounds from downstairs began to travel a little further.
"It's a good thing we didn't let Bai Lu come over. With her short stature, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to find her in the crowd."
Zheng Xueyi said so.
These words made Gu Qingsheng glance sideways, but he saw an upright expression on Zheng Xueyi's face.
It’s a good thing Bai Lu didn’t come. If she had heard it, she would have been so angry that she would have died.
The song downstairs hasn't started yet, but the seats are already full.
I had barely taken a few sips of the tea in my hand when a leisurely aroma wafted from the half-open door of the private room.
It was this smell that made a string in Gu Qingsheng's brain seem to snap.
She put down the tea in her hand, opened the door, turned her head and looked, just in time to see a crescent-colored robe corner dancing away in the corner.
His expression changed slightly and Gu Qingsheng sighed.
He rubbed his brows in annoyance, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear.
"I didn't know that the Imperial Master actually wanted to listen to an opera."
I thought Miao Lanlan could sense Xu Qingyi's arrival, but when Gu Qingsheng finished speaking, Miao Lanlan was obviously stunned.
"Xu Qingyi? He's here? Why didn't I feel it?"
If even Miao Lanlan, who had always been with Xu Qingyi, didn't know that Xu Qingyi had come, it was probably because Xu Qingyi deliberately concealed his presence.
But no matter how he tried to cover up his scent, the fragrance would not change.
It was the same fragrance she felt when she returned and was rescued by Xu Qingyi underwater. She still remembers it vividly.
Whatever.
There are so many people in this teahouse, and Gu Qingsheng doesn't show up, so he shouldn't run into Xu Qingyi.
While thinking about this, she didn't notice that a slender figure had quietly landed at her door.
"Who are you……"
It was Zheng Xueyi's slightly hesitant voice that brought Gu Qingsheng back to reality. She turned her head and found that the brothel girl who was supposed to be sitting in the corner had now arrived at her door, with a bit of embarrassment on her gentle face.
The women in the brothel all have some worldly air about them, but the woman in front of him just has a soft figure, neither coquettish nor delicate.
"girl."
The woman gave Zheng Xueyi a gentle, harmless smile and nodded to Gu Qingsheng.
"My name is An Yi."
"I've seen you two rushing to listen to music these past two days, so I have some impression of you two girls. When you passed by me today, I paid more attention to you."
As she spoke, her tone was very reassuring. She took out a black purse from her sleeve and handed it to Zheng Xueyi with both hands.
However, on her delicate hands, she used a white handkerchief to separate her hands from her purse.
"When going up the stairs, this girl dropped this purse, seemingly without noticing. I came here uninvited, so please don't be offended, ladies."
The cautious manner in which the purse was held with the white handkerchief softened everyone's eyes in an instant.
Zheng Xueyi touched her collar and found that the purse was indeed gone. She pursed her lips and walked forward. Suddenly, she grabbed An Yi's hand along with the purse in her hand with both hands.
The contact between the two hands made An Yi scream subconsciously, and then she wanted to pull it out and dodge away, but unexpectedly Zheng Xueyi's hand was very strong, and she looked at An Yi very seriously with her sparkling eyes.
"Thanks."
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