Chapter 21: Into the Illusion ([-])
Of course, this kind of beauty and beauty can't be appreciated by Luo Qing.

"Just the one embroidered with the crescent moon."

Luo Qing pointed to the strips of clothes hanging not far away, and finally pointed to the complicated dress with crescent moon embroidery on the snow-white hem and bright red neckline on the top.

Other blue, green and purple clothes dazzled her eyes, but this simple and quiet one saved her troubles.

At this moment, Luoqing felt a heat in the dantian of his body.

This situation has happened several times since she woke up, Luoqing didn't take it to heart.

It's just that this time it was much more obvious than the previous few times, and Luoqing had the illusion that there was a pinch of flames in his body that would not burn her.

And the flames are likely to grow stronger and stronger.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Luoqing's sudden frown, Lingshuang thought that her poor performance made her unhappy, and all the blood disappeared immediately.

"fine."

Luoqing shook her head, seeing how frightened he was, she guessed what happened to Lingshuang before becoming her servant.

After all, it's not uncommon for this kind of place to be abused.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

After thinking about it, Luoqing spoke again.

"Ah."

Ling Shuang bowed her head, seriously grooming the young boy in front of her.

After he put on Su Zhou's crescent moon costume, because she was still young, he tied her hair up with a red ribbon.

When everything was about the same, Ling Shuang took out a simple red tassel from the box and tied it around her waist.

"Okay."

Ling Shuang said in a low voice, and then stepped aside to let Luoqing look at her current state.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Luoqing was a little taken aback.

Although the mirror is not as clear as modern times, but yellowish, Luo Qing is still... ugly by himself in the mirror.

This also shows that in the eyes of others, she looks absolutely beautiful now.

At this moment, the hall of Qingxin Building was already extremely lively.

Since a beautiful woman appeared in Qingxinlou a few days ago, the number of tourists in Qingxinlou has increased several times compared to before.

"My lord, wait a moment and the person you want will appear."

Sitting at the table in front of the window on the second floor was a noble young man. His clothes were made of ice-blue fine silk, and the snow-white trim embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns complemented the suet jade hairpin on his head.

Behind him stood a young man with a straight posture and sharp eyes, who was talking respectfully to the sitting boy.

"Han Shuo, are you right to say that I ransomed people away?"

The noble boy asked the young man standing behind in a low voice.

If Luoqing still had previous memories, he would definitely be surprised when he saw the face of the noble boy, because not only did the face of this noble boy look like a miniature version of Ling Jiu, but his voice was almost exactly the same as his.

The young man named Han Shuo glanced at the unsightly scene downstairs before saying, "If it were me, I would rather go with the young master."

Even if he might lose his life in the future following Shizi, at least he doesn't have to be ruined in this dirty place.

The noble boy didn't speak any more, but stared silently at the stage on the first floor, but his eyes were full of indifference at such a young age.

While everyone was having fun, suddenly there was a guzheng tune that was as clear as flowing water from behind the stage. The clean tone made even those who didn't understand music at all involuntarily listen to it.

Luoqing was plucking the strings at the back of the stage, but his attention was on the hot part of his body.

It has been a while, and she found that the heat in her body has not faded away.

(End of this chapter)

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