Chapter Seventy-Three: The Charm of the Golden House
The last beauty left, and the madam looked at Du Zirui at a loss. She had bought these beauties with a lot of money, and she had carefully selected them. This little girl was obviously nitpicking and deliberately making things difficult.
"Young prince, it's time for you to choose. I really can't help it if I don't find someone you think is suitable!" The old madam looked embarrassed. When did Prince Ruiqing become so difficult to serve? It was all because of this little girl.
She, the girl from Zuitianlou, was afraid that her heart would be broken and she didn't want to accept guests anymore.
Du Zirui suddenly stood up and whispered a few instructions into the old madam's ear. The old madam instantly beamed and turned around and left the wing.
Du Zirui turned to look at Lan Duoduo, chuckled and shook his head, his dark eyes shining brightly: "You little nymphomaniac is really bad, what's too charming, too weak, too tall?
Body odor can completely knock those beauties off their feet." Du Zirui smiled and stretched out his hand to pull her to the chair next to her and sit down.
Lan Duoduo pursed her lips, feeling a little unhappy. It was undeniable that those beauties were all beautiful, otherwise Zuitianlou's business wouldn't be so prosperous. She just liked to go against him. Who told him to let her choose if he had nothing to do?
?Are you disappointed that I didn’t choose them for you? If you are disappointed, I will ask the madam to call all the beauties back, and you can enjoy them slowly!" Lan Duoduo turned her face away, her tone sounded a bit sour, and Du Zirui couldn't help laughing.
Voice.
"Are you, the little nymphomaniac, jealous of those beauties who are prettier than you? Besides, I didn't say I didn't like them!" Du Zirui leaned close to her and chuckled softly, his red phoenix eyes shining softly.
Of course you don't like it, otherwise how could you be the world-famous romantic prince? Look at those beauties, your eyes are about to fall to the ground, and you deliberately say get out of here. You don't mean what you mean. This lady did it on purpose, Lan Duoduo.
I thought to myself, and counterattacked him without being ashamed, "Tsk, I am an invincible and cute girl, can those rouge and vulgar fans compare to me? What's more, I am doing this for your own good!"
"For my own good?" Du Zirui asked back, staring at her with his pupils widened, showing no joy or sorrow.
"Yes! I'm afraid that you will get AIDS. As a matter of sworn vows, I advise you to find someone better." For such a romantic person, she is not afraid of dying from exhaustion and will die of AIDS sooner or later. Lan Duoduo feels terrible when she thinks about it.
Du Zirui was stunned for a moment, not understanding what illness she was talking about, but she persuaded him to choose a better one, which made Du Zirui fall into silence. Lan Duoduo glanced at him and poured herself a cup of tea.
After drinking, I didn't bother to talk to him anymore. Anyway, he didn't understand or believe it, so I just let him die under the peony flowers. Maybe he would still be as charming as a ghost.
"Knock knock..." There was a clear knock on the door, Lan Duoduo looked at him, Du Zirui smiled harmlessly at her, and then said warmly, "Come in!"
The door was gently pushed open, and a woman in white clothes and gauze walked in. She was slender, with a veil covering her face, and a pair of beautiful and energetic eyes under her curved willow-leaf eyebrows. Her eyes were as calm as water, cold and arrogant.
The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the whole room, making people feel as if they are seeing plum blossoms in bloom.
Lan Duoduo stood up subconsciously, staring at the elegant woman in front of her with a pair of watery eyes. She didn't look as flashy as other women. Although she was veiled, she felt that none of the women just now could stand up to her.
She is compared, not because of her appearance, but because of this woman's temperament that makes people unable to take their eyes off her.
Du Zirui also stood up and walked closer to the woman step by step. He raised his red lips and smiled brightly: "Little nymphomaniac, this woman is absolutely impeccable!" His voice was magnetic and sexy like a man, full of excitement and excitement.
Charming.
Lan Duoduo took a step forward, twitching the corners of her mouth and smiling awkwardly.
Du Zirui raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you say anything? Don't you think she looks familiar?"
Lan Duoduo looked at the woman in white from head to toe. She felt very familiar indeed, especially her cold and arrogant temperament, but she couldn't remember who she was for a moment, so she couldn't help but praise, "This sister has an extraordinary bearing, and she must have an excellent appearance."
, I wonder if Xiaoduo has met her sister?"
The woman in white suddenly laughed like a silver bell, and opened her veil with her slender hands. Revealing her stunning face, Lan Duoduo was extremely surprised. She walked up with a smile on her face and said, "Sister Aoshuang, why are you here?"
Fu Du appears?" As soon as he asked the question, he turned towards Du Zirui, pointing his finger at him and teasingly said, "Oh, it turns out to be Jiao Jiao from the second brother Jinwu Zang!"
After working on it for a long time, the real protagonist turned out to be the courtesan Aoshuang she had met in Jingyang City. No wonder Du Zirui put so much effort into it. Aoshuang was indeed a good woman, but why did the second brother hide her in the brothel.
Aoshuang's expression became extremely embarrassed because of her words, and she immediately said: "Miss, I misunderstood. The young prince just brought Aoshuang to Fudu because he felt that Aoshuang was pitiful and had nowhere to go!"
The girl has probably misunderstood her relationship with her master. How could the master's Jinwu Cangjiao be hiding in the brothel? She is just the intelligence lady hidden in the brothel by the master.
"Aren't you asking me how I knew you were born as a girl? Why don't my second brother bring you to see her!" Du Zirui clasped his hands behind his back, with a look of displeasure on his face. What kind of beauty is hidden in a golden house?
Brothel, this little girl doesn't understand his thoughts very well.
"It turns out it was Sister Aoshuang who discovered it. She's so awesome!" Lan Duoduo's voice was delicate and she pouted in embarrassment, looking like an innocent and cute little girl.
"You have the nerve to deceive me so hard. If Miss Aoshuang hadn't picked up your handkerchief, I would have been deceived by you, a little nymphomaniac!" Du Zirui smiled and poked Lan Duoduo on the forehead.
Pointing, causing Aoshuang to smile slightly, different emotions flashed in her eyes, maybe she had never seen her master smile from the heart!
She is beautiful, plays the piano well, looks cold and arrogant, strong but also has an unknown vulnerability. She really doesn't know why the woman in front of her would rather live in a brothel. She must be a person with a story.
"Sister Aoshuang, you can call me Xiaoduo from now on! I remember that you play the guzheng very well. Please teach me when you have time!" Lan Duoduo said with a smile. She liked the cold and arrogant woman in front of her, and she liked her more.
I want to understand why such an excellent woman has such indifference to the world in her eyes.
"Okay!" Aoshuang nodded her little nose and pursed her lips with a smile.
The sound of the piano in the elegant room is sometimes beautiful and sultry, and sometimes it is deafening and makes people crazy. In front of the sandalwood table, two women are sitting cross-legged. The woman in white is holding her hands against the small hands of the woman in yellow.
Holding the strings, one smiled and was careful, while the other was impatient and angry.