In the White Jade Tower in the capital, there is a night banquet of flowers on the Spring River. The golden flute invites the nine heavens. The goddess steps on the moon and dances in colorful clothes and feathers.
As soon as the dancing oiran in the capital was named Xie Huachao, she was originally a lady from a famous family.
Today is the first night of Baiyulou's auction, and there are lots of bids in the building.
Finally, a wealthy businessman bought it. The businessman wanted to make personal gains, so he kept it and gave it to the Rakshasa in the capital. Everyone in the know laughed secretly, Rakshasa never fell for this trick.
The notorious Wei Yuan, a murderous Rakshasa in the capital, and the minister of Dali Temple kept this oiran here.
The wealthy businessman was overjoyed and was about to put forward a condition when he was slashed in the neck with a knife.
"The daughter of the former minister is something you can buy and sell with money?"
Xie Huachao looked at the large pool of blood in front of him with trepidation.
Wei Yuan raised Xie Huachao's face with a bloody knife and smiled softly: "Miss Xie, long time no see."
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Hua Chao was wearing a red and red dress, her long hair was not pulled back, and her shoulders were covered with tulle. Her round, snow-white shoulders and lotus arms were faintly exposed.
A man's hand opened the embroidered tapestry curtain. The hand was long and slender, with sharp joints. It was not delicate because it had been holding a knife for a long time.
Hua Chao hurriedly went over to help the man dress. The official robe was wide and big. Others wore it a bit longer, but he wore it just right. In addition, his appearance was upright and his eyes had a murderous look, which made people dare not look directly at him.
The man was at her mercy, looking down and seeing her trembling thick black eyelashes and the bright red corner of her mouth that had been bitten open. His fingers touched the wound on her lip and rubbed her pearly earlobes.
Hua Chao avoided the man's touch by adjusting his leather belt.
The man looked at the tips of his fingers, which were still soft and smooth to the touch. He sneered and said softly: "Miss Xie is angry? You didn't wait for the big brother to come to save you, so you have to commit yourself to me?"
"The slave's family has fallen into disgrace and has become a brothel girl. The master does not despise the slave and has defiled the master's body. He has raised the slave well in the outer courtyard so that the slave does not dare to be angry."
The man inserted his fingers into Hua Chao's hair, and it was as cold as a dagger sliding between her scalp.
"That's right, as long as you serve me well, maybe I can marry you and let you come into my house and see my brother again."
The gentle whisper was like a wire wrapped around the neck, "Then, let him see how you, the childhood sweetheart who grew up with him, the original couple of gods and gods, can give birth to a child for me."
[The childhood sweetheart who loves but cannot love turns black]
The crazy fox Rakshasa who is black on the outside and even darker on the inside
Screenshot of copywriting June 4, 23
Purpose: Do everything with good intentions
