Chapter 263: A Small World Through Books (4)

As the focus of everyone's attention, Qin Yunchuan in Tianzi No. 2 room still remained silent.

This is really cold and cold -

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes covered her eyes sadly.

"Qin Lang, I have already watched you enter Room No. 2 of that day. Now, my position as the oiran is not guaranteed, and I am about to lose my innocence. If my innocence is lost, there is no point in my life. Why don't you come out and be with me?" How about I meet you?"

While continuing to talk, Xia Ling searched for hi hi in his mind.

"Hey, get ready!"

"okay!"

What Xia Ling thinks in his heart, hey hey knows everything, it can give her the best cooperation.

And here, Xia Ling spoke from the very beginning, if Qin Yunchuan didn't come out, she knew it, no matter what she said later, Qin Yunchuan wouldn't come out either.

Her current identity is a firework woman, and Qing He was a woman of the official family back then, so Qin Yunchuan didn't care about it.

Now that she was reduced to a red building, Qin Yunchuan would not believe her words anymore.

She wanted to use him now, at most she could use his sympathy for her.

"Qin Lang, it seems that you really don't want to see me for the last time." Xia Ling smiled as he hooked his lips.

It was a smile with tears in it, and the clear tears were like jade beads, sliding down her face.

The girl in white, with a beautiful and cold appearance, stood beside the red sandalwood cage sadly, like a canary imprisoned in a cage...

Even an ordinary man would feel soft-hearted if he took a look at her sad eyes.

"One thousand five hundred taels of gold!"

Room No. 3 of Tianzi was sold.

"Okay, the guest officer in Room No. 3 of Tianzi has already taken Miss Qinghe for 1,500 taels of gold, is there any more?"

Mr. Gui's eyes lit up, and he called out the price immediately.

And here, the maid behind Xia Ling said softly.

"Miss Qinghe, work harder and raise the price even higher, Lan Zhi really can't surpass you!"

The maidservant's voice was soft, obviously taking Xia Ling's tears and mourning as acting.

Xia Ling is indeed acting, but at this level, even the maidservants don't believe what she said before, how can Qin Yunchuan believe it?

From the girl playing the piano and singing, to publicly confessing her love to the man in Room No. 2 of the Son of Heaven, all this happened in an instant.

One thousand five hundred taels of gold, this is already a very high price, surpassing Lanzhi...

Therefore, if no one bids higher than this, Xia Ling can already secure the position of Oiran this time.

But the girl stood there, with tearful eyes, after hearing the reminder of 1,500 taels, she still stared at the closed door of No. 2 room that day.

"Qin Lang! You don't even want to see me for the last time? What's the use of Qinghe alive—"

Muttered in despair.

The girl turned around, walked over a few steps, opened the red sandalwood cage door, and jumped down from the cage.

The hexagonal red building has a five-story structure in the middle, and two cages are fixed in the middle, which is a three-story building.

Such a height is at least ten meters above the ground.

The girl danced as she said, and the white arm veil flew up like a white butterfly.

Some people gasped, and some opened their eyes wide, wanting to take advantage of the girl, otherwise the next moment the girl will disappear, they will not be able to satisfy their eyes...

Sobbing sobbing, the sour scholar even wiped away his tears, and wanted to write a poem to mourn the beauty who was about to pass away.