Grandfather, he doesn't love the heroine and loves a stand-in [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 167

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The little girl covered her face and sobbed, but turned around obediently, blessed the two obediently, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Xia is ignorant, disturbing the guest's interest, the guest should not blame her."

Liang Xiaoxin was in pain, and turned to the old bustard and said, "Mom, write some refreshments for us."

The bustard hurriedly turned around to arrange other people, Liang Xiaoxiao leaned forward, "Does it still hurt?"

The little girl shook her head vigilantly, Liang Xiaoxiao went to pull her, the little girl immediately took a step back, leaving Liang Xiaoxiao in vain.Liang Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that she was wearing men's clothes now, and the little girl must have thought that she was going to belittle her.

Liang Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to Qin Jianglan, Qin Jianglan understood, took out a piece of broken silver from her bosom and handed it to Liang Xiaoxiao, Liang Xiaoxiao weighed it and handed it to the little girl.

"Take some ointment and rub it on, it won't look good if it's swollen. Are all the wounds on your body caused by her beating?"

The little girl subconsciously touched the back of her bruised hand, shook her head, but didn't take Liang Xiaoxiao's money, "No, it's..." Before she finished speaking, the little girl lowered her head, "Xiao Xia has something else to do. If you want to do it, don't disturb the two guests."

Liang Xiaoxiao took back the silver and said to Qin Jianglan, "Master, it's a bit strange."

"Her breath is mixed, but it can be carefully sensed that these breaths are only attached to the surface and cannot be traced. But there is no such phenomenon in the old bustard."

Liang Xiaoxiao nodded, "That's right, the bustard is only full of yin, and nothing else."

Qin Jianglan, "Observe and observe."

Liang Xiaoxiao, "Yes".

The two of them were talking, and the sky became completely dark, and the number of people gradually increased.The surrounding area is filled with all kinds of guests who come here for fame, including foreign guests and local guests.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked around curiously, "It seems that this oiran is famous far and wide."

Qin Jianglan was not interested in the guests around him, but he found that with the increase of guests, some black yin energy began to move around in every corner of Ningxiang Building.

But there was nothing Qin Jianglan was looking for.

"Master, why is there a lot of ghosts here? It is said that there are fragments of the soul of the master, so there would be no such things." Liang Xiaoxiao leaned over, feeling a little chilly. It's the temperature that drops at night.

Qin Jianglan didn't answer, but looked at those ghosts thoughtfully.

Seeing that almost all the guests had come, the hall was full of seats, and all the fine folds on the old bustard's face were all smiles. She twisted her body and walked to the stage, waving the bright red handkerchief in her hand, "Everyone, ladies and gentlemen, what is today?" Our oiran Shuangqing's 'big happy day', as long as you receive Shuangqing's hydrangea, all benefactors can spend a good night with Shuangqing as long as you pay five taels of silver!"

Although I knew it a long time ago, driven by the atmosphere of the old bustard, the reaction of the guests below was still very enthusiastic.

"Five taels of silver is simply picked up for nothing. You know that you need to pay a hundred taels before meeting Shang Shuangqing, let alone staying overnight."

"Yes, but I heard that she had a serious illness a while ago. I thought she would be the same as Yinglian, but she recovered."

Liang Xiaoxiao listened to the conversation between the two people at the table next to her, and took the initiative to answer the conversation, "My dear friend, do you know what kind of disease Shuangqing is suffering from?"

"It seems to be hysteria."

"Hysteria..." Liang Xiaoxiao and Qin Jianglan looked at each other, feeling that the disease was a bit strange.

At this time, the Ningxiang Building suddenly darkened, leaving only a few small lanterns painted in various colors. Under the dim colored lights, a swaying figure came from the dark place on the second floor.

Liang Xiaoxiao raised her brows, "As expected of an oiran."

Qin Jianglan was noncommittal, and just glanced at the second floor. In his eyes, these were just the same skins.

The guests on the first floor were all amazed. Shuangqing was standing on the railing, full of charms. If Liang Xiaoxiao was gaudy and beautiful, then Shuangqing was pure and charming.

Contradictory but perfectly blended together.

In contrast, Shuangqing is more like a lady from a big family.

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