God, what about the morals of your demon emperor?

The people on the stage danced to the music, dancing very skillfully, but there were still some rigidities.

"You let him learn it?" Jinxi's words were a little cold.

"No. When he first came, Huajing planned to let him be the oiran, so he kept practicing." Xiao Ziyuan felt a sense of coercion, and quickly explained.

Jinxi looked at the people on the stage, with some emotion in her eyes.

After the dance, the audience applauded thunderously, obviously approving his dancing posture.

That person, like the previous one, bowed his body before turning around and leaving.

Immediately afterwards, the next contestant came on stage, but Jinxi was not interested in it, he only cared about his Zili.

"It will be over soon. For the sake of getting along with His Majesty in the future, please be at peace with God." Seeing God's thoughts, Xiao Ziyuan said.

Choosing an oiran is not something that can be done quickly, and it will definitely take a lot of time, but for those of them who have embarked on the path of cultivation, it is just a blink of an eye.

The scene became more and more lively, Hualou had to shrink the stage a bit to accommodate more people.

"The oiran contest is over."

A kid in green went up and said something expressionless.

The people who choose the oiran are some regular guests invited by Hualou, as well as Hualou's own people, and some dignitaries who are willing to come, and there are hundreds of votes.

Half an hour later, the boy in green went up again, and there were three people standing behind him, and the one on the far left was the beauty who danced before.

Ah Shu was very nervous at the moment, he had listened to the young master's words and came to replace Hualou's sister who couldn't participate, but now he was selected, which made his palms start to sweat.

Don't choose me, don't choose me, don't choose me... He closed his eyes, praying.

"No. 3, number two."

Ah Shu's palms were already very wet. He was afraid, afraid of being selected, and there would be no peace from then on, and he would not be able to be by the young master's side.

"No. 2, No. 11."

His eyes widened all of a sudden, what he just read...is NO.11?It's him?Ah Shu is very happy, now he doesn't have to leave the young master, he can receive customers all day long, he prefers to do things instead of accompanying customers, those customers... are too unreasonable.

"No. 1, No. [-]."

The kid in green closed the notebook, "According to the rules of the Oiran Competition, the Oiran will perform on stage in the next three days. No. 2 will be auctioned for the first night now, and No. 3 will be auctioned for the first night tomorrow."

The boy's voice was very clear, so clear that Ah Shu's ears exploded in an instant, the first night of the auction? No. 2?Now?He had a look of disbelief, he had never heard anyone say that there was such a rule, how could it be...

"The auction starts now, with a starting price of five hundred taels of silver."

No... no, wait a minute!Ah Shu wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't move his body. He could only watch those people bid one after another, just to get his body.

No, don't, don't... His eyes were red, he didn't want to spend that night with a stranger, he just wanted to be a servant and share the burden for the young master.Tears couldn't help but flow from the sockets, shining brightly, piercing Jinxi's eyes.

The bidding has reached 3000 taels, and the bidder is a fat man with big ears and a beautiful woman in his arms. At this moment, the woman looks at Ah Shu as if she wants to eat him alive.

Don't... I, I don't want to...

Ah Shu's eyes were already blurred, but a handsome face flashed in his mind, bathed in the moonlight, smiling softly.

Didn't you say you love me? Where are you now? Please save me, please... Ah Shu couldn't move, his cheeks were covered with veils, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. Tears, only a few people.

Hua Jing frowned, is it not good to do this, after all, the child wanted to follow him wholeheartedly, and never complained about anything.

However, he can't disobey his lord's wishes, and it's for Hualou's benefit.

"Ashu, listen, the matter has come to this point, you should seize the opportunity, don't worry about Chuye..." Hua Jing sent him a voice transmission, and Hua Jing clearly saw that Ah Shu's eyes changed, became panic, changed Disappointed and become... gray.

For Hualou, I have to treat you like this... Since I brought you back, you have to make sacrifices for Hualou.

Hua Jing sighed, turned and left.

Why, the young master is so indifferent, why is there no one who will help those people when they are needed the most... Ah Shu heard the bidder laugh out loud, as if he was celebrating that he got what he wanted.

"2000 taels." The indifferent voice came into everyone's ears clearly, which shows how strong the owner of the voice is.

"Where did the hairy boy come from to snatch someone from me!" The fat man stared angrily. "Two thousand and one hundred taels!"

"3000 taels."

Ah Shu was taken aback, the voice was so familiar.

"You!" The fat man knew that he would have his legs broken by the old man when he got back after spending so much money for a young lady in a flower house, so he didn't dare to increase the price, and gritted his teeth resentfully.

"3000 taels for the first time, 3000 taels for the second time," the boy looked around, "3000 taels for the third time, deal!"

The small hammer fell and hit the table, but it seemed to hit Ah Shu's heart. He had no ability to struggle, he could only obey, and could only be beaten by strangers...

Two people came over, helped him to step off the stage, and went to a room. His heart was already cold, and his body didn't listen to his commands, but these were all given to him by the young master, the number one in his heart... Now Pushed him beyond redemption.

The two sent him into a clean and tidy room, which smelled nice of wood, and for some reason, smelling this smell, his heart actually calmed down a lot.

After sitting down, he still couldn't control his body with his consciousness, so he could only sit there, motionless.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came, very shallow, but Ah Shu, who was in a tense state, could hear it very clearly.

Standing in front of him was a man dressed in white, with a golden cloud pattern embroidered on his belt, and a jade pendant hanging around his waist, which looked like nothing ordinary.

"Don't be afraid." He said softly, "I won't hurt you."

Seemingly aware of Ah Shu's state at the moment, the man reached out and touched his brow.

The momentary relief made Ah Shu's body go limp and almost fell down, but fortunately the man supported him.

"Let go!" Patting those beautiful hands away, he shrank back in fear.

A chuckle came from above his head, "Zi Li, it's okay, I'm here."

Ah Shu wanted to refute, but for some reason, his eyes were a little sore.

He was still wearing the robe he danced with before, the gauze outside was a little torn, his eyes were red, and his heart ached when he saw it.

"Look at me."

Ah Shu bit her lip, unwilling to look at him, but her head was forcibly turned away, and she fell into her doting eyes all of a sudden.

"Yes, it's you..."

"Well, it's me." He smiled and stroked Ah Shu's drooping hair.

"You..." The tears could no longer be held back, Ah Shu threw herself into Jinxi's arms, crying like a tearful man.

He thought that he was going to be soiled by other people, and he hoped that someone would save him, but there were so many people, and it was this person who gave him a helping hand in the end.

"..." Jinxi patted him on the back lightly, without saying a word, just listening to him cry, letting him vent all his grievances.

If you are tired from crying, you will be tired.

Carefully put the sleeping sweetheart on the couch, covered him with a quilt, looked at his red and swollen eyes, his eyes darkened, although Xiao Ziyuan's plan was good, but Zili was the one who suffered.

And that Huajing, who dared to transmit the sound, made Zili so disappointed.

These accounts have to be calculated slowly.

He seemed restless in sleep, and his brows were still furrowed.Jinxi thought for a while, took off her coat, lay down too, took her thin body into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

It's cooler, so it'll be warmer.

After the auction of No.2's first night, Hualou began to play other activities. Various performances continued one after another, and even the waiters went down to deliver some snacks and other things. Therefore, even though the oiran contest was over, Hualou was still very lively .

Xiao Ziyuan was still sitting in the private room, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, the flower mirror came.

"grown ups."

Xiao Ziyuan raised his eyebrows, "Huajing, I trust you a lot, so I entrusted the matter to you, but..."

Hua Jing knew what he was going to say, and knew he had made a mistake, so she knelt down and begged for punishment.

"Since you insist, go and get thirty whips."

"Thank you, my lord, for your mercy!"

Hua Jing was about to leave, Xiao Ziyuan suddenly stopped him: "Do you still remember what I told you, to feel the feelings around you more?"

"remember."

Sighing, Xiao Ziyuan continued: "You're just too rigid, don't take interests so seriously, be more sincere...you go."

"Yes."

I don't know if he can listen to it or not. Saying something twice is enough.

Picking up the teacup, suddenly, a paper crane flew over, uttering the words: "The Festival of the Demon Spirit is approaching, the Demon Cheng will return quickly."

The paper crane was sent by Lu Yisang, it seemed that he was too busy alone, but...he was planning for their future now.After the oiran competition, about January is the Demon Spirit Festival, but it is getting busier and busier.

Helpless, Xiao Ziyuan had no choice but to leave a note outside the Shangshen Gate, and went back to the Demon Palace.After all, he didn't want to spoil God's good deeds, just putting a note was enough.

After finally rushing back to the palace, Xiao Ziyuan, who wanted to get close to Lu Yisang, stopped at the door.

"Sangsang, how about this?"

"...Brother, you should stop doing it."

"Isn't it pretty? It's hard for me..."

"It looks good, it looks good, I'm just afraid that my brother will be tired..."

"Not tired, not tired~ Together with Sangsang, brother is happy~"

"..."

Lu Yisang's face twitched, the monster talisman in his brother's hand was simply ugly to a new level, anyone who received it would be very unlucky, even worse than His Majesty...

Xiao Ziyuan was a little scared, Lu Yitang was inside, and he would definitely be hostile if he went in now, although he had always been hostile.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ziyuan put a smile on his face and stepped in.