Chapter 148 The strongest prince and concubine 8

  Peony Pavilion.

  Fireworks on the moat.

  Dayan folk customs are open.

  As soon as twilight arrived, the pavilions on the riverbank were hung with colorful lights, and the crimson streamers danced with the night breeze, making it even more charming.

  Occasionally, there is a breeze passing by, and there will be a scent of fragrance.

  Hooked people are confused and sentimental.

  Su Yan's long hair is tied on the top of her head by a crown, and a long pony tail hangs behind her head.

  Wearing a red shirt, he was particularly swaggering in the night.

  The delicate makeup of Hui Niang seems to have no bones all over. She is the mother of Mudan Pavilion. She is only thirty years old, and she is already in charge here.

  At this time, she was leaning against the window near the water, joking with the guests.

  The Peony Pavilion is different from other fireworks places. Inside, there is the most gentle and beautiful girl in Dayan. She is so talented that she doesn't have to show her face outside like other places to solicit guests.

  They only need to be well-dressed, dressed in fine silk and satin, and waiting for the guests to come by themselves is enough.

  Su Yan has a slender figure, and her red dress is lifted by the wind.

  She squinted her eyes, and suddenly strode towards the door.

   "Yo, the son is so romantic, hurry up—"

  Hui Niang noticed a romantic figure from a distance, and her appearance was even more beautiful. Seeing that she was silent for a long time, she finally walked towards the Peony Pavilion.

   Immediately stood up and was about to greet, but when someone arrived, she was stunned.

  Although the person in front of me is dressed in a red dress with a collar, they are not dressed like a girl. But the bulge on his chest didn't make any concealment at all.

   With this stunning appearance, he swaggered through the market.

   telling everyone without caring that she is actually a beautiful woman!

   "Auntie, girl, did you go to the wrong place?" Hui Niang asked carefully.

  From Su Yan's appearance and demeanor, it is definitely not something ordinary people can raise.

  In this capital city, if you throw a brick at random, you may be able to smash a royal palace.

  She didn't dare to offend herself.

   Hearing the words, Su Yan curled her lips with a smile, approached her abruptly, sniffed slightly, her tone of laziness rose.

   "Sister smells so good~"

  Yin Niang clearly knew that the other party was her daughter, but when she approached her suddenly, with a tone that seemed to be a little bit of a smile rang in her ears.

  Her heart beats suddenly uncontrollably.

"sky--"

  "Girl, don't make me boring, if you really want to have fun, why not go to the other side?"

  She squeezed the hand of the veil and pointed to the opposite side.

  Three-story small attic, compared with the Peony Pavilion, it is quiet and low-key.

   Three big characters on the book.

  【Qingfeng Tower】

  Man of Dayan, who doesn’t know that there are two great fireworks sacred sites in the capital.

   One is the Peony Pavilion, where countless beauties of Dayan gathered. The second is Qingfeng Tower, which is full of beautiful young teenagers.

  Of course, even if the folk customs are open to Dayan, it does not mean that the ladies and wives of those rich people can freely look for flowers and ask Liu.

  These are all prepared for men with special hobbies.

  Compared with the prostitutes in Peony Pavilion, the status of the young man is even lower, which is disgraceful.

  Once you enter this line, you will never want to be clean in this life.

  Su Yan glanced around, and put those three words into her eyes. She leaned on Hui Niang softly, smelling the delicious scent of her body, lowered her throat and said softly: "Compared to Qingfeng Tower, I like the excitement of Peony Pavilion. And like a sister, she smells fragrance all over her body. Beauty."

   "Hey, your little mouth!"

   Hui Niang glanced at her strangely, and Su Yan's flowery branches trembled.

  (End of this chapter)