The day before the ceremony, on the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar month, Cen Xiyan changed into men's clothes again, quietly left Cen Mansion, and went to perfection.

The fifteenth day of each month is a special day, and on this day of every month, there will be a party-style performance, which is a major feature of perfection, attracting many wealthy businessmen and aristocrats.

On this night of the month, the perfect will be full of guests, full of seats, and even hard to find, many people, for the performance of this day, have to book a seat or box a month in advance to have a place.

This is a perfect means to attract guests, the evening performance or something, of course in modern times is nothing, but in this backward time and space, people have a poor amateur life, naturally it is novel and novel, and it is also very attractive.

After the launch of such a perfect program, because of the unprecedented popularity of the effect, it also made some Qinglou brothels very popular, and some people boldly followed suit, but unfortunately, the perfect girls are all selling their arts, and their skills are exquisite, and the level is too high, which is not comparable to those ordinary Qinglou who do skin (harmony) meat business.

Moreover, the perfect program is novel, many of which are programs that the world has never seen, continuous innovation, bold attempts, and things that ordinary Qinglou bustards can't think of.

Today, Cen Xiyan came to perfection, that is, he knew that there was a party program in the evening, so he came to join in the fun.

In the past, every month, after her blood boiled severely, she was not in the mood to appreciate the perfect party, this month, because Mo Xianyun sent her a lot of internal force, completely suppressed her uncomfortable symptoms when her blood boiled, it was no different from usual, and she only had this leisure now.

Thinking of Mo Xianyun's internal force for her, Cen Xiyan felt warm in her heart, she had slept in Mo Xianyun's mansion for two days before, and after waking up, she faintly felt that she seemed to have neglected something, now that she thinks about it, those two times, after she woke up, she felt full of internal force and refreshed, probably, Mo Xianyun had delivered internal force to her at that time, but the amount was not much, she didn't notice it for a while......

As soon as Cen Xiyan entered the perfect place through the secret door, the person guarding the door flashed out, bowed and saluted, and greeted in a low voice: "I have seen the young master." ”

"Hmm." Cen Xiyan responded to the voice, followed the man, and entered the fixed private room on the third floor.

"I know it's a busy day, so let the moon and Ainur don't have to take care of me, I'll take a look." Before closing the door, Cen Xiyan said to the Yuanyin Sect who led the way.

"Yes, young master." The man said yes and turned to leave.

Cen Xiyan closed the door, turned around, pushed on one wall, and opened a floor-to-ceiling window, so that you could directly see the situation on the stage downstairs in the private room.

The location of this private room is just right, facing the stage, except that when you look below, your gaze is lower, which does not affect the viewing of the show.

Cen Xiyan sat leisurely on the rattan chair by the "window" and watched the following program.

She came late, and the party had already begun, about a third of the way through.

Cen Xiyan felt quite regretful, but there was no way, who couldn't let her leave the house too early.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.