"Xunhuanlou?" Xiao Qian raised a corner of her mouth, and she knew it was the name of a brothel. In the past, she thought about going to the red light district every day, but her mother kept her in check. Now, isn't she a very good one?
Any chance?
Rumeng? As soon as you hear it, you know it’s the name of a beautiful woman. The courtesans on TV are all top-notch beauties. Wow haha~~~
Finally got a chance to meet the real courtesan.
Xiaoqian's eyes sparkled.
"Little... Miss, what do you want to do?" Seeing the light shining in Xiao Qian's eyes, Duo'er had an uneasy premonition. Ever since the young lady married the emperor and was beaten, her whole person has changed.
There are only things she can't think of, and there is nothing she can't do.
Alas~~~I don’t know whether such a lady is good or bad.
"Nothing to do, let's go see the oiran." After saying that, Xiao Qian took Duo'er's hand and ran to a nearby clothing store.
After a while——
"Miss, this is so awkward." Duo'er frowned, glanced at Xiaoqian, and then at herself. This lady really planned to go to a brothel. Even if she dressed as a man, she also had to dress up as a man.
man.
"How could it be awkward?" Xiao Qian said with a disapproving look on her face, "Look at me, miss. I'm so handsome. Maybe Miss Rumeng will fall in love with me later."
"Ah?" There were several black lines under Duo'er's forehead. It seemed that this young lady had really forgotten that she was a woman. If Miss Rumeng took a fancy to her, would she really plan to marry someone else?
"Oh, stop it and leave quickly. He is a big name, and he might leave right after he makes his appearance." With that said, he picked up Duo'er and walked towards the crowd. There were so many people crowded at the door.
It’s Xunhuanlou.
After finally squeezing through the crowd, I didn't even see a single flower, let alone the oiran.
"Duo'er, where is the oiran?" Xiao Qian asked with a frown.
"This slave doesn't even know."
At this moment, a woman who looked like a madam came out of the Xunhuan Building. Her wrinkled face was smeared with rouge and was as red as a monkey's butt. It made people worry that they would have nightmares at night.
I heard the madam say in a voice that sounded like a petulance: "Masters, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."