Chapter 30 The Evil Courtesan (12)
There are still seven days until the New Oiran Festival.
Xiangyu is intensively practicing the singing, dancing, instrumental music and drums that she will perform on stage, even the gestures for pouring wine, the order in which she arranges clothes, and even the way she walks, sits, raises her eyes and the arc of her smile, repeating the standard movements over and over again to build muscle memory.
Shisui was serving beside him and secretly followed and learned.
It’s just difficult, so difficult…
Although Shi Sui has practiced for thousands of years, this is the first time he has come into contact with this kind of professional skills.
I originally thought that it was just playing the piano, dancing, playing with a fan, and walking. Could it be possible to go to heaven?
But after I learned it myself, I found that I was slapped in the face by piapia.
There are so many red tapes that it would take an average person at least ten years to get through them.
Training an Oiran is really a waste of money and time...
"When walking in front of guests, you should use your inward-feet step and walk slowly. Your legs will feel a little tired." Xiangyu took time to guide Shi Sui during her breaks.
Shisui complained: "It's not a question of whether my legs are tired or not. Walking like this is against human nature. Sooner or later, they will be crippled!"
"Haha," Xiangyu laughed, covering her mouth with her hands. "So, when an Oiran turns 28, she has to retire."
"You look so beautiful when you smile naturally like this. You look better than if you wore the most gorgeous furisode or the most expensive jewelry."
Shi Sui praised generously, who doesn't like a sweet and soft girl?
Xiangyu was a little embarrassed by what she said, and then she sighed: "Ever since my sister passed away, I haven't told anyone the truth. I don't know why, but seeing you is like seeing my sister."
"Your sister... was also planning to become an oiran, right?"
Xiangyu shook her head. "My sister is much prettier and braver than me. But she has a strong temper and once contradicted the host in public. So, before the selection of the oiran came around, she was sold to that beast Saeki..."
Ah... this is definitely killing the chicken to scare the monkey.
Those who dare to resist will be beheaded and displayed in public to warn those who are ready to make a move: Look, this is the result of disobeying!
"If it weren't for my sister's protection, it would still be a question whether I could grow up safely in Yuejianlou."
When Xiangyu recalled the past, her expression was rare with a hint of ruthlessness amidst her sadness.
Seeing that things were not going well, Shisui quickly changed the subject.
She looked at the bottles and jars on Xiangyu's dressing table, picked up a small jade box that looked very valuable, and asked, "What's in it?"
Xiangyu blushed and said hurriedly, "Oh, Sui Sui, put it down! You won't need this!"
After Xiangyu said this, Shisui became even more curious.
She started to tease, "Is this another one from Mr. Songshan?"
"Why would he give me this..." Xiangyu's face was almost as red as a persimmon, "This... This is fragrant cream!"
"Huh? Balm? Is that what it means literally? Is that what I think it means?"
"Hmm...it's a kind of ointment that's applied to the breasts. It makes the skin smooth and elastic, and makes the customers feel satisfied..."
Shisui was delighted after hearing this, and started to play with Xiangyu with laughter: "I don't believe it! Show me how to use it! I want to have fun too!"
"You crazy woman! If you want an oiran to serve you, you have to prepare a generous gift first. I will only consider it after meeting you three times~"
Xiangyu protected her chest and fled at the speed of light, avoiding Shihui's attack.
Shisui shouted, "Let me touch it quickly and see if it's really smoother and more elastic after using the cream!", and chased Xiangyu relentlessly.
Carefree moments of playing with girls of the same age are particularly precious to Xiangyu.
But while making a fuss, Xiangyu accidentally bumped into a painting on the wall.
The painting was knocked askew, and a short dagger fell out.
Clang——
The sound of the sharp weapon falling to the ground was particularly crisp and loud.
In Yuejianlou, no one, from prostitutes to servants, is allowed to carry weapons.
In order to prevent injuries, even the ends of hairpins must be uniformly smoothed.
Xiangyu hurriedly picked up the dagger from the ground, held it tightly in her arms, then pricked up her ears and listened carefully to any movement outside.
Fortunately, no one noticed and everything went on as usual...
Shi Sui frowned and asked in a low voice, "Ms. Xiangyu, what do you want to do by hiding the knife?"
"Since I can't escape from that beast Saeki... I might as well die with him! It can also be considered revenge for my sister!" Xiangyu's eyes were burning with flames.
"Don't mess around! What will happen to Mr. Matsuyama if you die?!"
"If I die... then Mr. Matsuyama can get married and have children in peace!"
Shi Sui wanted to persuade her again, but was driven away by Xiang Yu.
Shihui didn't expect that Xiangyu had been making various arrangements as if nothing had happened, but was secretly determined to die!
…
After coming out of Xiangyu's room, Shisui did not go back to the big dormitory where the servants lived.
For several nights in a row, Shisui sneaked into the house where Fanhong lived, lifted the tiles on the roof and watched her every move.
Tokiho refused to believe that Fanhong had done so many dirty things before, and now that the new Oiran Festival was imminent, he would be as quiet as a chicken.
After several nights of waiting, Shi Sui was finally caught today.
Fanhong was drinking wine in her room while having her servants massage her legs and feet.
"Have you made all the arrangements? Nothing can go wrong this time!"
As always, Fanhong "greeted" the servants in a sarcastic voice.
"Don't worry, the medicine is ready, and the kitchen is ready. No one will mind the food for the hairdressers. It will definitely succeed!"
"Be safe, give me a generous dose of laxative!" Fan Hong's face was grim. "Without anyone to help her with her hair and makeup, I wonder how that bitch will make her appearance!"
Oh. Another laxative.
Tokiho applauded her in her heart.
Fanhong has also learned his lesson. Knowing that it would be difficult to directly frame Xiangyu herself, he uses a roundabout way to save the country and turns to deal with her hairdresser.
The hair of the future oirans is so long and thick that it takes almost half an hour to do a normal hairstyle, not to mention the hairstyle that will be presented on the day of the new oiran festival.
It must be as complicated as possible and as sophisticated as possible.
Start with the humble yet indispensable hairdresser.
The red people were causing trouble, but it turned out to be a good idea.
Wonderful, wonderful.
But this time, Tokiho will not stop Fanhong's plan. Instead, she will burn incense to thank her for helping Xiangyu create an opportunity... a good opportunity for Matsuyama to enter Yuejianlou openly under the pretext of saving the situation and meet Xiangyu.
At that time, there was no hairdresser available in Yuejian Tower, so Shisui could just call for help and invite Songshan in.
The reunion of the two is like rain after a long drought, like thunder in the sky igniting fire in the earth, and they are so in love with each other that they can't bear to be separated again.
Then Tokiho packed Xiangyu and stuffed her into a corpse transport vehicle, and sent it to Jingxian Temple to escape from Yoshiwara.
Perfect!
Shisui was very happy.
New Oiran Festival, please come quickly!
I can't wait to have a big scene!
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