The Romantic Soldier King

In actuality, Sang Huihui's previous self was only a bartender, which meant that Sang Huihui was a bartender who had started his life just now. As for the flower that was auctioned off, the guest could also request Sang Huihui to personally make a cup of wine for him with the support of the lily, and this cup of wine was naturally the first cup amongst all the wines that the Youlan Club or even had. In that case, the person who would make this cup of wine was naturally the one who would get the flower from the auction, and Sang Huihui would also make the wine one week after the auction.    

    

Sang Huihui only made five cups of wine every day, the only people who could drink it were naturally not those with money, and that all depended on luck, which was also what Zhu Dan was so proud of just now.    

    

But this time was different. The Flower Harvester Dance was actually performed earlier than planned, and it was not the only one.    

    

Who was it?    

    

Almost everyone had the same question on their minds. What kind of guest could be so special? To actually let Sister Hui, who would never change her principles for no reason, change them for her, and perform a new Flower Plucking Dance in advance?    

    

At the same time, almost all the guests looked towards the people beside, and Sister Hui's words were very clear, that the special guest was inside the clubhouse, but no one could guess who had such treatment, and for a moment, the entire situation in Youlan Club became extremely strange. Everyone was looking at the unfamiliar evil person beside them, guessing if the mysterious person in the goddess's mouth was him or her.    

    

Even Lei Zihan and the others were no exception, but they did not look among the people around them, and had even looked at the other guests with tacit understanding. This was because they all knew, and did not believe that the guest called special by the goddess was one of them.    

    

At this time, Lei Zihan was also unspeakably excited. The depression he had from Zhu Dan earlier had long disappeared, and his eyes were excitedly scanning the surroundings, asking: "elder brother Ye, who do you think is this mysterious guest? To think that he could actually cause Nether Orchid Goddess to change his principles and perform the Flower Harvesting Dance in advance."    

    

"I'm not an immortal, how would I know? It wasn't me anyway." Ye Cheng smiled faintly as he looked at Lei Zihan who had recovered from the shock.    

    

"How can it not be you? I remember that you knew this beautiful woman." Lei Zihan looked at Ye Cheng and laughed.    

    

Hearing this, Ye Cheng was startled, and only then did he remember that the Lei Zihan girl had been given medicine that time, and it was Sang Huihui who had helped her undo it.    

    

"Oh? If you say it like that, then it's possible. Could it be that he also has his eyes on me, and wants to show love to me in public? " Ye Cheng chuckled.    

    

"Hmph, you wish! You are a naughty and lecherous person, only a fool would like you." Lei Zihan snorted.    

    

"Then why are you still bothering me?" Ye Cheng laughed helplessly.    

    

"Because I'm stupid."    

    

"Then you are expressing your love to me." Ye Cheng giggled as he looked at Lei Zihan.    

    

"Dream on, who's expressing their love for you!" Lei Zihan pouted in dissatisfaction, reached out and pinched Ye Cheng's face, waking him up.    

    

"Hehe, who said that only a fool would like me? You said just now that you were stupid, isn't this clearly saying that you like me?" Ye Cheng grinned as he grabbed Lei Zihan's small hand.    

    

"Hmph, how unreasonable!" Lei Zihan withdrew her small hand from Ye Cheng's hand. Her pretty face reddened and she snorted, no longer paying any attention to him.    

    

Right at this moment, a burst of loud cheers came from both of them. Raising their heads to look at the stage, they saw Sang Huihui gently turn her body, and her long green skirt spread out, revealing her graceful figure like a willow fluttering in water. Under the cheers of the crowd, her black hair was dyed in ink, and like a fairy, she gently reached her hands out to the lily pool and plucked a white lily.    

    

The corner of Sang Huihui's mouth curled up slightly, and he picked up the crystal bottle that had a white lily inside. He turned around and looked at the guests as he said with a smile, "This is my first flower, a lily from today.    

    

Then, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, she placed the crystal bottle with the 'Heart Touch' on the table, and gently turned around. As her green skirt spread out, she drew a gentle arc, and like a magic trick, a colorful fan appeared in her hand, floating in the air, and with graceful movements, she seemed to walk out of a dream. Sometimes she would raise her wrist, sometimes she would lower it, sometimes she would caress it lightly, and she would begin her second Flower Harvesting Dance.    

    

"Mm. A lily flower represents purity. A flower is beautiful. A dance is also beautiful. The hearts and hearts are intertwined. Such a beautiful name." Lei Zihan looked at the white lily in the crystal bottle with an intoxicated expression. Not only her, Zhu Dan, who was not far away, also let out a similar exclamation, lowering his head to look at the illusion in his hand, and then pouted his lips and placed the wine cup down, because the name of this dance had already been given, but the wine that was concocted by the Nether Orchid Goddess was called Heart Imprint. And the wine in his hands was not even worth mentioning compared to the beautiful dancing heart imprint on the stage.    

    

Sang Huihui's second phase of the Flower Harvest Dance was performed very gently. Her beautiful eyes were glowing and her actions were gentle, but her agilely moving eyes were like flowing clouds and flowing water, with a few of them being mischievous and mischievous, brimming with a warm and cheerful aura.    

    

Sang Huihui smiled as he placed the red lily in his hand into the crystal bottle, and introduced it while smiling: "This is the second one, Red Lily.    

    

"Wow ?"    

    

Countless of young men's eyes were filled with light, and when they looked at Sang Huihui who was on the stage, their eyes were filled with even more adoration and adoration.    

    

Ye Cheng laid on the sofa with a helpless smile on his face, he did not know whether to thank Sang Huihui or to scold her. This show was obviously not simple, it had troubled her for quite a while, but what was Sang Huihui planning to do, it was just pick a flower, yet he had created such a famous scene.    

    

However, Ye Cheng had to praise Sang Huihui's intelligence once again. This way, the lily that could be bought on the streets would be extremely expensive, and also not just average expensive, after all, only rich people would be able to come to the Youlan Club, and the one that was rich in the East Sea would be the one that had the most. With Sang Huihui's beauty, and what kind of Nether Orchid Goddess s, there would be a lot of people who would spend a lot of money just to win a woman's smile.    

    

Ye Cheng turned his head to look at Lei Zihan, who had already recovered from his depressed state, and discovered that Lei Zihan was also looking towards the stage with a look of worship in her eyes. The corner of her mouth revealed a hint of an excited smile.    

    

"Next, I will pick the third flower, which will also be the highlight of tonight's show. However, it will not be a dance to pick the flower, but a song to make a flower, this song is called 'Jing Xi Xin', and the flower matched with this song will be a flower that Youlan Club has never picked since then. The flower harvested from the dance, the song is to be made into a flower, and this song, together with this dance, will be sent to that special guest tonight." Sang Huihui smiled, and said to the people below the stage.    

    

elder brother Ye, who do you think was so lucky to have obtained these things tonight? Furthermore, the third flower is a flower that has never been picked before, what kind of flower is it? A playful pair of eyes flashed with excitement. Even though he was talking to Ye Cheng, his bright eyes never left the direction of the dance floor.    

    

"It's a lily anyways, just a different breed. In any case, she won't produce a big chrysanthemum." Ye Cheng said casually.    

    

"Hmph, vulgar!" To Lei Zihan, she knew very well what the 'chrysanthemum flower' signified.    

    

Sang Huihui, who was on stage, slightly bent over the zither, and sat down. She gently raised her jade hand, and the sleeves of her long green skirt rose, revealing her slender jade fingers, caressing the zither surface, condensing her energy to ponder, and at this moment, she seemed to be a fairy under the opening mirror of the spring moon in the sky, with a beautiful appearance, radiant and beautiful appearance, giving people a unique and wonderful feeling. But she was otherworldly, a perfect incarnation of beauty, beautiful to the point of flawless beauty.    

    

Ye Cheng laid on the sofa and looked at the woman on the stage, and her eyes unconsciously narrowed. It was really hard to imagine Sang Huihui having such a temperament, and it was so harmonious, as if she should have been like this in the first place. That light green dress, and that delicate and beautiful face, were like lotus roots that could not be touched, giving birth to an emotion that could only be seen from afar, but not scoffed at.    

    

Ye Cheng looked at the people around him who were holding their breath, their expressions, other than fanaticism and love, were now even more solemn and solemn, while Ye Cheng was instead envious of them. He couldn't imagine how it would feel to have thrown the woman on the stage onto the bed and press her body down, furthermore, this woman, aside from being proficient in bed, was actually so talented. Ye Cheng really wanted to ask whether Sang Huihui still had any other skills, of course, at this moment, Ye Cheng was just thinking, he didn't dare to ask, otherwise, he would definitely be beaten to death by the people around him.    

    

Just as Ye Cheng was lost in his thoughts, the zither music suddenly resounded within the club. It was tactful and resolute, like high mountains and flowing water, soft and alluring, lightly rippling in the club. Ye Cheng's narrowed eyes were slightly shut, and following Sang Huihui's gentle and beautiful zither music, it seemed as if she really entered into the midst of clear and flowing green mountains and flowing water.    

    

After that, the song suddenly became cheerful. Sang Huihui's fingers moved, her jade sleeves gave birth to wind, and her flowing water danced like a phoenix, like a small stream flowing into a great river, surging with surging waves, making people's hearts surge, warm and brave.    

    

Until the end, the song once again became light and slow, as though it carried a tinge of regret, and a tinge of determination, and the bits of the zither music unknowingly disappeared. After the song ended, no one spoke, and most of them closed their eyes, immersing themselves in Sang Huihui's zither music.    

    

Ye Cheng looked at the orchid lily in Sang Huihui's hand. Ye Cheng knew about this species of lily, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.    

    

Suddenly, Ye Cheng seemed to have realized something. The words' white lilies' and 'red lilies' meant the heart, and 'red lilies' meant the heart, and 'orchid lilies' meant love. Ye Cheng knew this, and a cold premonition arose in his heart.