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The guests in Chunxinglou were either playboys pretending to be noble and elegant, choosing long and melodious songs; or they were wealthy merchants passing through Chongzhou, and the house was filled with a mixture of stringed instruments and obscene laughter.

Such brisk piano music was rare, and attracted the guests on the third floor to stop and watch, but they were shooed away by the sword-wielding guards standing at the door.

In the box, the girls danced to the cheerful piano music, their light gauze clothes fluttering with their dance steps, like butterflies among flowers in spring.

They also had red flower ornaments between their eyebrows like those worn by brothels, which added a touch of gorgeousness to the beautiful color. Even though the dance was very formal, it was still quite pleasing to the eye.

The bead curtain was rolled up, and Jiang An held a cup of warm goat's milk in his fat paws. His round face was rosy and tender from the warmth in the room, and the dimples on his face never disappeared.

She sat obediently between the two beautiful sisters, occasionally accepting their feedings, and she was reluctant to take her eyes off the dancing sister.

"It looks good... hehe..."

This made the sisters giggle. Fortunately, she was a pretty girl, otherwise anyone with this expression would look like a pervert!

Xie Yunshan closed his eyes and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, keeping the beat with the piano.

He stopped the girl beside him from pouring tea for him, and said with a cheerful smile, "My beauty, please don't pour me this tea. It's not very interesting to drink."

The girl took back the wrist that General Xie had touched, her face flushed, "Then I'll order you a pot of warm wine..."

"Don't!"

The young general approached the girl, pressing his shoulder against her thin shoulder, his posture was indescribably ambiguous, "If I let this dumpling drink by accident, the prince will really bury me alive."

"Beauty is willing to give up?"

The girl gently touched Xie Yunshan's shoulder with her fist. She had been so confused by his words that she didn't know which way was which.

"The general is a joker..."

"..."

Qi Shanyuan sat opposite him with a wooden face, the redness on the tips of his ears never went away.

"Young Master...would you like to have a grape?"

A slender white hand reached to his mouth, with grapes still dripping with juice on the fingertips. Qi Shanyuan leaned back to avoid it, saying stiffly, "No need..."

The girl wanted to tease the child. She put down the grapes with a sad tone, picked up the plate full of fruits, and moved closer. "Young Master, are you really not going to eat them? I have tasted them, they are very sweet..."

Qi Shanyuan:!

The young master was not stupid, so he knew that the girl did it on purpose, so he called Jiang An's name with droopy eyebrows and a pitiful look.

"An'an..."

"Eh?"

Tuanzi, who was completely immersed in the experience, turned his head in confusion, and saw Yuanyuan's pitiful expression, which made the beautiful girl next to him look like a big bad wolf...

Don’t be afraid, An An will protect you!

She moved her butt to make a small space that was just big enough for Yuan Yuan to fit in, and patted the cushion with her fat paw.

"Yuanyuan, come quickly!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Xie Yunshan stroked his chin and watched the show. This kid is not simple!

Even the girls smelled a familiar smell...

downstairs,

A group of war horses neighed and stopped in front of Chunxing Tower. The men who came to have fun nearby were frightened back the way they came before they could even see who was in front.

Jiang Jichen was dressed in a tight suit. After he dismounted, he took off his cloak and threw it to Guan Yan who was accompanying him. With a cold face, he strode into the door of Chunxing Tower.

Hu Yan, who came here at the same time, sighed helplessly. He could only arrange for this team of black-armored soldiers to guard in front of Chunxing Tower. Then he chased after the prince and made excuses for a certain dumpling.

"An An is young and playful. Your Majesty, please don't look so cold or you might scare her!"

Jiang Jichen didn't even look at the weak-footed procuress who was walking towards him. He just stopped and said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "Scare her? I don't think even if the king of heaven came, he couldn't scare her!"

Look how angry he is, he doesn't even mention me...

Hu Yan coughed lightly and suppressed the smile on his face, "Then what is the prince going to do?"

"How about giving her a beating so that An An will remember this lesson?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the prince's face, and it was obvious that he was reluctant to fight...

"How about sending An An to copy the book?"

The little girl was very delicate. After writing a few pages of big characters on rice paper, she complained that her hands hurt. Only then did her old father feel reluctant to let her go.

"Otherwise, just ground me..."

Jiang Jichen still didn't say anything. He knew his own daughter well. An loved going out to play the most.

Since she was brought back, this little girl has never cried. Even if she fell, she would get up by herself with a smile, and comfort her old father, saying that it didn't hurt...

The more he thought about it, the angrier Jiang Jichen became. Finally, he gave Hu Yan a cold look, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the man who was preparing to punish his daughter.

Hu Yan and the prince have been friends for many years. He can understand what the prince means with just one look. He spread his hands and said with a helpless and funny tone,

"This is none of my business!"

"that…"

"I've met the prince!"

The madam had a forced smile on her face and trembled as she prepared to salute.

Jiang Jichen: "Forget it, where is An, take me there."

"The eldest lady is on the third floor. Please come this way, Your Majesty!"

Ancestor, please take this little ancestor away!

"My lord..."

The madam turned around with a sad face. Although it wasn't her who was called, she was very anxious!

The voice was very special. It belonged to Niang Niang who had gone out to look for the young lady but couldn't find her. She had a cold and slightly heroic face, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

Nianniang used to be a secret guard. Secret guards don't have their own emotions and needs, and they won't take the initiative to call their masters to make requests.

Jiang Jichen's eyes flashed with surprise, but he calmed down and said, "Speak."

Nianniang's hanging hands moved slightly, and a short blade slipped out from her sleeve. She said in a calm yet grim tone, "Can this servant hit General Xie?"

Hu Yan covered his face and said, "You've even taken out the knife, are you sure you just want to beat me up?"

The madam wanted to cry even more, and she always felt a chill on her neck...

If possible, she would like to hang a sign at the door saying that Xie Yunshan and Jiang An are not allowed to enter!

The prince raised his eyebrows. She was becoming more and more popular when she stayed beside An...

"You can't fight Xie Yunshan, but you can fight another one..."

"Yes."

Jiang Jichen was hinting at something, and Nioniang understood immediately that it was Jiang Si who had been secretly protecting Jiang An all the way.

Hu Yan looked at Niang Niang's back as she turned and walked away, "Are you really letting her go?"

"If this little maid gets hurt, An An will also be unhappy..."

Jiang Jichen waved his hand, signaling the madam to continue walking, "It's nothing, Jiang Si doesn't dare."

In Jiang Si's heart, Jiang An is more important than his own life. The option of making the young master unhappy does not exist at all for him, otherwise he would not have let Xie Yunshan take his men away.

At the same time, Niangniang walked out of the building and looked up.

Jiang Si, dressed in black and holding a long sword, stood on a horizontal bar outside the window of the box on the third floor. He closed his eyes slightly as if he was taking a nap. The spring breeze blew his black robe but could not shake him at all.

Nianniang put away the dagger, drew out the black armor's long sword with her backhand, stood up on the horse's back, and rushed straight towards Jiang Si with the knife in her hand.

The black armor that was moving along was pressed down by Zhenglu with a gesture. He and his unlucky brother stood in front of the building and raised their heads to look at the two people entangled with each other.