Looking at Lu Chen who was holding her hand and molesting her like crazy, Zi Yan was really helpless.
Her feelings towards the man in front of her were quite complicated. She wanted him to come, but she also didn't want him to come.
The man in front of her was the national teacher of Da Qi. He was the one who made the Sheng'en Pill, and he also created those magical weapons like explosives and cement. All of these made Zi Yan salivate.
What's more, Master Lu has made great achievements in poetry. If Zi Yan wants to win the first place in this Oiran competition, she must ask Lu Chen for help.
All of the above made Zi Yan look forward to Lu Chen coming to find her again. Only in this way could the two sides have the next story.
But after seeing Lu Chen, the image of the master in Zi Yan's mind was completely shattered.
The Holy Grace Pill was refined to save the people, and the explosives and cement showed the immortals' skills to the fullest. Zi Yan always felt that the person who could have these magical skills must be a very immortal person.
Looking at the man in front of her who was holding her hand and wanted to drag her into the room and kill her on the spot, Zi Yan had no way of combining this guy with the master.
"Ahem, Immortal Master Lu, please be patient. Zi Yan has already prepared some wine and food. Let's sit down and eat while we chat."
"I've eaten all sorts of delicacies all day long. Besides, how many people come here just to eat?" Lu Chen complained. Seeing Zi Yan's embarrassed expression, he waved his hand generously and said, "Forget it, since you've already prepared the food and drinks, it's a token of your thoughtfulness. Let's go upstairs and eat and chat. I actually have a lot to talk to you about."
As he spoke, Lu Chen patted Zi Yan's hand and glanced around.
When Lu Chen noticed that many drinkers were glaring at him, he felt relieved.
"Haha, continue to be angry, you are also part of my entertainment."
Soon the two of them went up to the room on the third floor. After the host and guest were seated, maid Zi Yan poured Lu Chen a glass of wine and said, "Master Lu, I toast to you! I failed to recognize you last time. I was truly blind. I apologize to you in advance."
"Hahaha, you're too kind! Miss Zi Yan, you're really too kind! It's just a small matter, don't take it to heart. Come on, since you want to drink, then I'll join you. Let's just drink to each other's cups!"
As he spoke, Lu Chen stood up, looking eager to try.
Zi Yan was dumbfounded. What was going on? I just said I wanted to drink some wine, so how did you take advantage of me and turn the situation into something like drinking a cup of wine with me?
Brother, can we please slow down the pace? I’m scared!
Zi Yan has also received professional training. She has learned how to resist drinking and how to slow down the progress of both parties.
But Zi Yan found that the little things she learned seemed to be of no use to Lu Chen at all.
Zi Yan always had a feeling that if she was a fox that had just refined its transverse bones and could speak human language, then Lu Chen would be a thousand-year-old fox spirit!
Seeing Zi Yan at a loss, Lu Chen took the initiative to step forward, put his arm around hers and said, "Come on, let me teach you, this is how to drink the wedding wine."
As he spoke, Lu Chen gently pushed the wine glass in Zi Yan's hand, and the two of them drank the wine in one gulp.
Zi Yan felt numb, and only after she finished drinking did she realize what she had done.
In an instant, a blush appeared on her neck.
She is the saint of the White Lotus Sect, and being the top prostitute in a brothel is just a false identity.
Even if she won the Oiran competition, she would not really be able to receive customers.
In the past, when she interacted with the guests, she always knew how to strike a good balance, neither making the guests feel neglected nor at a disadvantage.
But what happened today? How did I end up drinking a cup of wine with someone without knowing what was going on?
No matter how dumb she was, she knew what this cup of wine meant.
If she was really a prostitute who was available to everyone, she would naturally not care about these things, but she is not like that!
For a moment, Zi Yan didn't know what to do next. Should she continue to flatter Lu Chen, or just kill Lu Chen directly?
Just when Zi Yan was a little confused, Lu Chen put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled triumphantly in his heart.
I thought to myself, what a brat, do you think that my title as the supreme member of the Romantic Club was just for nothing?
You are too young to dare to take Joe in front of me.
That's why I don't want to take you in right away, otherwise I would have eaten you up to the last bit tonight.
Compared to the girls in the clubs of later generations, your rank is still too low.
"Miss Zi Yan, actually, I didn't come here just to have a drink. I have something I want to discuss with you."
Lu Chen's words brought Zi Yan back to reality. She looked at Lu Chen with a complicated expression and said, "I wonder if Master Lu has any advice for you? If there's anything I can help you with, please let me know."
"That's great! I won't be polite then!" Lu Chen clapped his hands and Mou Ping immediately walked in, respectfully placed a wooden box on the table and then walked out.
Lu Chen pushed the wooden box in front of Zi Yan and said, "This is something we just developed in our workshop. It's called perfume. I'm sure you've heard of it in the past few days. The square box next to it is soap, and the one on the very edge is lotion. It can nourish the skin and keep it white and tender."
Looking at the things in the wooden box, Zi Yan and her maid's eyes lit up.
The reputation of the perfume has spread throughout the upper circles of Beijing in the past two days, and they naturally heard about it as well, after all, they were receiving people from the upper circles.
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