Chapter 155
Afterwards, Sheng Yiming hurriedly followed, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he put on a smile on his face and said enthusiastically: "Come on, everyone, follow me! This restaurant is very famous in Kyoto, and I often visit here! Sit down later, and let me recommend some of their signature dishes and special dishes to you! I guarantee that you will enjoy a feast!"
Yin Zijin looked at the surroundings, nodded with satisfaction, and thought to himself, "No wonder the business in Pinxianglou is still so hot in this deep winter with ice and snow. It really is what it deserves."
He walked into the private room and found the environment here to be particularly quiet and pleasant. On the side near the window was a long, low couch covered with soft cushions and pillows. In the middle of the low couch was a medium-sized table, on which stood a small and exquisite stove, on which was a pot of fine wine simmering. Lying on the couch, tasting fine wine and admiring the snow scene outside through the window is really a unique experience.
The door of the private room is also unique. It is not an ordinary wooden door, but a short door curtain made of glass. This design allows people sitting on the low couch to directly see the stage in the center of the second floor.
At this moment, there is a girl on the stage playing an elegant tune, and next to her is an old man playing the guqin, and the melodious music echoes in the entire space. Here, you can spend a whole day in the deep winter while tasting fine wine and listening to moving music.
A girl's three-inch golden lotus feet are most taboo to be seen by outsiders. Generally, there are men who come to Pinxianglou, and almost no women. Sheng Yixuan's broad shoulders blocked Sheng Yiming's view.
Yin Zijin took off her three-inch slippers and leaned back on the low couch. Sheng Yixuan quickly covered Yin Zijin's legs with a thin blanket and touched her cold three-inch golden lotus. He quickly placed the hand warmer in his hand next to Yin Zijin's three-inch golden lotus.
Then Sheng Yixuan sat next to Yin Zijin. Sheng Yiming watched the interaction between the two, with a bitter look in his eyes. He said quickly, "You guys take a break. The waiter hasn't come yet. I'll go to the first floor to order food first."
Sheng Yixuan hurriedly instructed: "Order another pot of jasmine hot tea. Jasmine hot tea is mild and sweet, suitable for Sixth Miss to drink. And order two plates of snacks."
Sheng Yiming nodded and walked out quickly. Sheng Yixuan sat by the bed, holding Yin Zijin's cold feet with his warm hands, and said distressedly, "Why are your feet so cold? And wet? Haven't you taken off the thin gold chain that's locked them?"
Yin Zijin took off her white veil, frowned slightly, and explained softly: "The soles of these three-inch slippers are too thin and too soft, just a thin layer. As long as there is a little water on the ground, the shoes will get wet. What's more, it's snowing today! And the nanny said that this thin gold chain can only be untied after the wedding." His voice was filled with a hint of grievance and helplessness.
Sheng Yixuan looked at the beautiful yet fragile person in front of him, and a desire to protect her surged in his heart. His broad, warm hands gently stroked his three-inch golden lotus, trying to convey some warmth to him. At the same time, he also realized how unfair these cumbersome rules and constraints were for a woman.
Seeing Sheng Yixuan looking somewhat serious, Yin Zijin smiled gently, as charming and seductive as a blooming peach blossom. She blinked, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes: "Speaking of which, Prince, Nanny said that these bound feet can only be shown to my husband. But we haven't gotten married yet, and it's not good for you to stare at my feet like this! Prince, you are so mean~" As she spoke, Yin Zijin's small feet dangled in Sheng Yixuan's hands, and her delicate appearance made people feel pity.
Yin Zijin's frowning brows slightly seemed to be blaming Sheng Yixuan. However, there was always a smile on her face, and that smile was like the warmest sunshine in spring, lighting up the entire room. At this moment, she is like a newly blooming flower, shy and charming, truly lovable.
Sheng Yixuan finally relaxed. He gently stretched out his hand and gently scratched Yin Zijin's nose. His eyes were full of pampering and love. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he whispered: "I'll move, I'll move. What's the matter? Don't you want to marry me? Or do you not like me? Huh?" After saying that, he deliberately raised his eyebrows and teased him intentionally.
The two were just being affectionate when they saw a fat, fleshy man in the center of the stage on the second floor, pulling over the girl who was singing a ditty, and teasing her with a lewd look in his eyes: "How much money can you make by singing this ditty? Come with me, and I will take you to eat delicious food, wear fine clothes, eat delicious food, and you can choose any gold, silver, or jewelry you want." After saying that, he was about to pull the girl into the private room.
The little girl was full of refusal and resistance. She cried and said, "Master, please let me go! I sell my art but not my body. I just want to make a living. I have elderly people at home waiting for me to take care of them..."
The muscular man, seeing that he had been pulling her to a private room for a long time, impatiently let go of her hand, slapped the girl hard, and cursed: "You are out here to sell your smiles, why are you pretending to be a chaste woman? Which innocent girl have you seen showing up here? Are you selling your smiles? I like you and I am flattering you, don't be ungrateful."
He slapped the girl so hard that she fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. She covered her face, her eyes full of fear and grievance, but she still insisted: "Master, I am really just performing, please let me go."
The man was unmoved. Instead, he stepped forward, stepped on the girl's hand, and said viciously: "If you don't come with me today, don't even think about leaving here!"
The people around him showed their sympathy, and only the waiter at the side tried to persuade him: "Master, calm down. Don't get angry with a little girl..."
Yin Zijin looked at the scene in front of her, her jade hand squeezing Sheng Yixuan's arm tighter and her expression becoming worse. Sheng Yixuan gently patted Yin Zijin's jade hand, glanced at Yin Zijin, and walked out.
Yin Zijin thought to herself, "I don't know how many TV dramas and novels have used this kind of scene. It's so cliché! However, this is the real suffering in the world. It is precisely because it happens so often that it is put on the screen and written into the story..."
Yin Zijin frowned deeply and looked outside with a bad expression. Not long after, Sheng Yiming walked in. Seeing Yin Zijin alone in the private room, Sheng Yiming sat on the other side of the low table. He asked, "Feng Yu, are you really in love with the prince?"
Yin Zijin came back to his senses and nodded, "Zhang Peng, didn't you see it?"
Sheng Yiming said excitedly: "Yin Fengyu, what am I? After two lifetimes, why don't you look at me?"
Yin Zijin pointed outside and said, "Take a look and you should understand."
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