"The owner of the brothel asked me to come to the brothel just to talk about the scenery?"
In ancient times, ordinary women would never step into a brothel because for a long time, brothels were regarded as very disgraceful places.
But in such a patriarchal society, men get drunk in brothels while looking down on the women in brothels.
And it is impossible for Fufeng not to know this
But he chose a brothel
In this case, Mo Xiaohuan had no choice but to speak straight to the point.
"The princess is indeed very smart." Liu Fufeng turned around, "I think the reason why the princess has been brought here"
Weak Liu Fufeng wears a blue shirt, which adds a touch of coldness to his handsome appearance.
Mo Xiaohuan didn't feel afraid at all
The most outstanding thing about Mo Qinghuan is her appearance
And Yu Beiming has been trying to torture her and want her to conceive an heir, but he has not achieved any results.
Now that the child is gone, throwing her into a cleared building would be really fun.
plaything
This is Yu Beiming's definition of her
But now, she is indeed being manipulated at will by this man like a puppet.
"You want me to pick up the guests?" A sneer appeared on Mo Qinghuan's lips.
"It's not you"
Weak Liu Fufeng signaled Huan Pei next to him to pick up a small porcelain bottle, and then said: "There is a medicine in the bottle that can protect you from the onset of toxicity within a month."
The smile on Mo Xiaohuan's mouth widened
Liu Fufeng seemed to have seen through what she was thinking. He paused as he stepped out of the door: "It is not easy to develop a pill. If you throw it away, the gods will not be able to save you. Your little girl will, too."
Follow me to the funeral.”
Yu Beiming didn't care about Mo Qinghuan's talents. His ultimate purpose of throwing Mo Qinghuan into the Qing Building was to pick up guests.
Today, she finally understands why Mrs. Huanpei always exudes a feminine charm.
Because Mrs. Huanpei is in Ruoliu Gate and is in charge of Mei Palace.
And this Qinglou building is just one of the stores managed by Mrs. Huanpei.
No matter how smart Mo Xiaohuan is, no matter how many reasons she comes up with, she can't convince Huan Pei to let her do her job instead of selling her body.
Because the person who really wants to torture her is Yu Beiming. Mo Xiaohuan has not seen Yu Beiming for a long time.
"Since I have to pick up customers, can I also pick them up selectively?"
Mo Xiaohuan shook her fan and walked with her waist swaying. Her natural charm cannot be imitated by people who have acquired it.
"Okay" Huan Pei is pretty easy to talk to.
Mo Xiaohuan didn't want to embarrass her anymore: "Then on the first day I go on stage, I will decide the singing and dancing myself, and I will make your bowl full of gold and silver."
"Okay" Huanpei agreed.
If Mo Xiaohuan didn't make special requests, she wouldn't deliberately embarrass herself.
Sitting in a bathtub covered with flower petals, the mist fills the air
Mo Xiaohuan closed her eyes slightly. Sometimes, it was difficult for her to guess what Huan Pei was thinking.
It is easy to understand the win-win situation of Zitang through Huanpei.
Huan Pei is Yu Beiming's woman and has the motive to prevent another woman from getting pregnant.
So now, she is still polite
Although Huanpei has become Yu Beiming's accomplice, Mo Xiaohuan has no hatred for this woman
With melancholy lingering in her mind, Mo Xiaohuan thought that the reason why Huanpei was willing to serve Yu Beiming like this was ultimately a matter of love and not just because she was a weak member of the Liu Clan.
stupid
Mo Xiaohuan defined in her heart that a woman who fell in love with a man like Yu Beiming must be a fool.