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Chapter 37 Did the Regent usurp the throne today (9)

As for why Feng Yuan, An Fenyun and others were not there, Xiang Yu's explanation was that Zhou Yan met an acquaintance whom he couldn't deal with and almost ruined the bookshop.

So the boss kicked him out as well as Feng Yuan and An Fenyun who were trying to break up the fight. They were just talking about compensation.

Ji Ge was in the bookshop, so naturally he didn't hear anything going on outside.

"Your Majesty," Nie Xuecheng glanced at Ji Ge coolly and reminded, "It's time for you to return to the palace."

"There's no rush." ​​Ji Ge thought about her schedule for the evening and rejected Nie Xuecheng's suggestion.

Nie Xuecheng looked at Xiang Yu who was hesitant to speak. Seeing this, Xiang Yu stepped forward and said directly: "Your Majesty is going to Nuanyan Tower tonight."

What is the Nuanyan Tower? Kyoto is famous for its gold-selling cave, where famous actresses and courtesans compete for beauty. Even Nie Xuecheng has never been to such a place, but he has heard of the reputation of the Nuanyan Tower.

"Your Majesty has a noble dragon body, how can you set foot in a place like this?" Nie Xuecheng's tone became serious.

Ji Ge took a step back and remained silent.

The result of the confrontation was that Nie Xuecheng joined them.

An Fenyun had the honor to meet Nie Xuecheng once or twice, and was secretly surprised. When Nie Xuecheng saw An Fenyun, he immediately remembered a rumor among the aristocratic circles in Kyoto.

An Fenyun was born into a prominent family, and was raised by a noble family. He was as gentle as jade and extremely talented. However, he had not yet discussed marriage, so some officials speculated that Prince An might enter the palace in the future.

The man glanced at the unconscious Ji Ge, and for some reason he felt slightly unhappy in his heart.

Feng Yuan was keenly aware of something, and his eyes flickered between Nie Xuecheng and Ji Ge.

Zhou Yan, who didn't know anything, was very curious about Nie Xuecheng: "Brother Bi, who is this?"

"This is...my uncle." Ji Ge thought for a moment and said slowly.

Zhou Yan didn't delve into it further. He just vaguely felt that Nie Xuecheng looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He guessed that the show at Nuanxiang Tower was about to start, so he led a group of people there.

The night was as dark as splashed ink, lead-gray clouds piled heavily on the horizon, and heavy snow began to fall again, falling one after another.

The street where Nuanyan Tower is located is very lively. Even at night, the lights are dim. The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and even blows down the stars like rain.

Different from the cold outside, there was a charcoal fire burning in the Nuanyan Building, and unknown spices were burned. The aroma was sweet and creamy. Le Ling sat behind the gauze curtain, holding the piano and humming a sad tune.

"...I have left in the past, and the willows are still there.

Now I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing..."

Zhou Yan was obviously a regular visitor here. He asked the madam for a few seats on the second floor. He ignored the greetings from his acquaintances and took the people to sit down on the second floor.

After lighting a stick of incense, a group of dancers strolled up to the stage set up in the center of the first floor.

As soon as the sound of the piano changed, Hu Ji, who had been trained by the madam, stood on tiptoes, bent down, and raised her slender arms upwards like willows, bending into a soft and beautiful arc.

"I heard that these are Hu Ji that the madam spent a lot of money to get. They have pure blood and they can't even speak the Dachu dialect," Zhou Yan explained enthusiastically: "It took the madam a year to train them before they came on stage, but they are so precious.

, not even letting others redeem themselves."

Ji Ge looked down and saw that the dancers were not very old, probably no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. They had deep looks, high noses and deep eyes, and skin as white as snow. They were wearing bright red gauze, revealing their straight shoulders and delicate figures.

The collarbone and waist are soft and curved like a crescent moon.

The Jiaofang Secretary in the palace has also raised a lot of orchids, and their qualifications are definitely better than those in Nuanyanlou. However, the palace banquet pays attention to dignity and restraint, and there are people from the Yushitai watching eagerly, which is far inferior to the performance in Nuanxianglou.

It's fun and exciting.

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