C80 (1/2)

Mo Qingfeng and Bing Xin did not take this episode seriously. They closed the door and lied down, while the ones that should be playing were still lying down, and Bing Xin was the Courtesan Belle of the Dew Pavilion. If it wasn't for the fact that she was willing to, no matter how reputable someone was, they wouldn't dare to act rashly.

However, Bing Xin's freedom was destined to be broken today. Not long after the old procuress left, the door was knocked once more. Bing Xin's servant girl lowered her head, rubbed her body and said, ”Miss, mother asks you to come to the front.” It was not loud, but it was urgent.

”What happened?” Bing Xin realized that something was wrong. She had always been proud when she did things. She had never been in a hurry, and it was rare for her to be at a loss like this.

”That amazing big shot is here again. ”Mother urged me to serve you well …” Xia Zhi answered vaguely while looking at Mo Qingfeng, but she didn't say the specific situation out loud.

”Lead the way.” Bing Xin straightened her clothes, and was about to follow the servant girl.

”I'll go too.” Mo Qingfeng stood beside Bing Xin and patted her shoulder, ”Don't worry, I'm here!”

”Yes.” Bing Xin nodded and calmed herself down, she had a plan in her heart, and smiled at Mo Qingfeng, but it was not ambiguous at all.

The two of them led the way to a booth on the second floor of the front hall. They walked around the screen and saw people kneeling on the floor, including the bawd. The two young men dressed in rich family clothing at the table seemed to be accustomed to this. A bookkeeper dressed up as a bookkeeper waited on the side.

”Greetings, Bing Xin.” Bing Xin glanced at the two men. One of them was the one she knew, the one who had just delivered the golden hairpin, Feng Dingbo. The other person looked to be young and dressed in rich clothes. He had a noble and magnificent temperament, but faintly exuded an overbearing aura.

”You are Bing Xin?” Xiao Lang put down the cup and turned to look at her. His eyes went from top to bottom and his mouth twitched. ”He doesn't look very good!”

”I am Bing Xin, may I know your name?”

”What was my surname?” Nan Gong Miao raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Bing Xin did not know what to do. Ever since she came here, everyone wanted to talk to her more, even if it was just looking at her for a bit. This was the first time she saw someone who did not give her face.

”I don't have any advice. I just heard that cousin likes you, so I came to see you.” Nangong Miao looked at Bing Xin again, shook his head, and said to Feng Ding, ”It seems that your eyes are also ordinary.”

Feng Ding Suo smiled apologetically: ”Yes, Miss Bing Xin is naturally not as pretty as the beautiful women in my cousin's mansion. Cousin, since she doesn't want to go, then let her go back. Isn't it good for us brothers to drink some wine?”

”Cousin truly loves her, but I still want her to serve me.” How could Nangong Miao not know that he wanted to protect her, but the more he was like this, the more she was unwilling to accept it. He turned to the old procuress and said, ”Bring me your best dishes and wine. If I am dissatisfied, I will tear down your Dew Pavilion.”

The old procuress could not accept this in her heart, but seeing that she could not do anything to him, she hurriedly gave a ”yes” and rushed out to order the banquet. She wasn't an idiot. How many people in this world could make such a rich man exist? The child continued to call out, ”Cousin, isn't this identity obvious?” The Dew Flower Pavilion had a backer, but if the imperial family offended them, they wouldn't have a good ending.

Very soon, the dishes were served. The restaurant's dishes were all ”delicious”. Every dish was as exquisite as a work of art, making people unable to bear to eat.

But these delicate dishes were not rare for Nangong Miao, her eyebrows did not move at all as she looked at the fine dishes on the table, she spoke to Bing Xin, ”What are you standing there for, don't you know how to pour wine and cloth for me?”

At first, Mo Qingfeng did not follow Bing Xin into the private room. After all, he was just a guest. However, when she heard that Bing Xin had been made a fool, she could not help but to stick her head out. He was a teenager, and felt that Bing Xin was his close friend. How could he allow her to be bullied?