Feng Qingchen specially asked the Qintian Supervisor to decide the day of moving to the palace. It was definitely an excellent day. After all, it is not easy to encounter a sunny day in the cold winter, but some people just like to have a good day.
It's causing trouble for people.
Feng Qingchen walked out surrounded by the maids. From a distance, he looked graceful and luxurious that the girl did not have, which made people feel inferior in spite of themselves. At this moment, the man outside Feng Mansion had the urge to turn around and leave.
In the past, she was the one who was on top, and Feng Qingchen was the one who was humble and kneeling, but what about now?
The identities of the two were reversed. The one surrounded by the servants was Feng Qingchen, but it was her who was stepped on.
The person outside the door bit his lip and pulled the beautiful but impractical gauze on his body to warm his freezing body. When he saw that Feng Qingchen was only dozens of steps away from the door, he let go.
Put on the most charming smile: "The slave family has met Miss Feng."
Niao Tingting, graceful and charming, with a flattering voice as soon as she opens her mouth, you don't need to think about it to know that this person comes from a brothel.
Unfortunately, this trick is useful for men, but not for women. Feng Qingchen stood in the door and glanced at the woman in front of him as if he were looking at merchandise. He didn't speak until the woman in front of him felt uncomfortable, "Miss Rong,
Did you go to the wrong place? This is the Feng Mansion, not the Duke's Mansion, oh no... Miss Rong should go to the government at this time. If I remember correctly, Miss Rong should be a fugitive."
That's right, the person who came was Xiu Rong Qingqiu of the Duke's Palace, the former princess of Wu'an. She fell from being a princess to a brothel girl, which can be said to be from heaven to hell. No wonder the government did not find the whereabouts of Rong Qingqiu, and it turned out that she fell into the dust of the world.
Rong Qingqiu smiled like a flower branch trembling, as if Feng Qingchen had told a joke: "Miss Feng, you have mistaken the person. The slave family is not called Rong Qingqiu. The slave family is the oiran Qingcheng of Chuhualou, which is taken from the story of Qingguoqingcheng.
meaning."
I particularly emphasized the word "Qingcheng", for fear that Feng Qingchen might not hear it clearly.
The court lady is alluring!
As soon as this claim came out, all the servants of Feng Mansion changed their faces, especially the four maids of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, who glared at Rong Qingqiu fiercely. Rong Qingqiu became more and more proud, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen did not get angry.
"It turned out to be the oiran lady. Forgive Qingchen's poor eyesight, but he actually recognized the oiran lady with a little red lips that thousands of people would taste as the beauty of the Duke's palace. Qingchen thought it was an old friend coming, so he came out to greet her. Unexpectedly, she was just a humble prostitute.
Son, there is someone here... drive him out."
Oiran Qingcheng is so courageous. Does she, Feng Qingchen, have the word "easy to bully" written on her face? Dare you find trouble today, Rong Qingqiu, I, Feng Qingchen, will let you know how to write the word "regret" today.
"Yes." The servant picked up the stick and stepped forward, placing it on Rong Qingqiu's body. Rong Qingqiu did not expect that Feng Qingchen would be so cruel. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and fell to the ground. He shouted in confusion: "Stop! Stop it.
, Stop it! Feng Qingchen, I’m here to give you a gift and congratulate you on your move to the palace. Feng Qingchen, you can’t do this to me, Feng Qingchen...you, you you..."
Rong Qingqiu forgot that she was no longer a high-ranking show, she was just a prostitute, a woman of low status. No matter how she shouted, no one would pay attention to her. Even if these servants wanted to show mercy, Feng Qingchen would not be able to do that.
How dare you, Rong Qingqiu was kicked out by the sticks after a few seconds, and rolled down the steps...
However, the matter did not end there. When Rong Qingqiu's gift came, dozens of women in cool clothes poured out from nowhere, swarming around Rong Qingqiu and shouting: "Ah, murder, murder."
La, the Zhongyi Houfu has killed someone."
"The daughter of the Feng family killed someone."
These women had excellent voices, and their screams were very penetrating and not unpleasant to listen to. Feng Qingchen could imagine that in a short time, her house would be filled with people watching the excitement.
What a farce, what a great gift, the method is very crude, but it is better than it is effective.
Normally, Feng Qingchen would not be angry, but today...
But damn it!
If she moves to the palace, many dignitaries will come to congratulate her, but the door is blocked by brothel girls. This is nothing.
And whatever they were afraid of came, Feng Qingchen saw from a distance the carriage of Ning Guogong’s wife, and the carriage of Mrs. Lu Shaolin, the commander-in-chief of the Blood-Shirt Guards. These two people came to congratulate them, but...
Official wives, women hate brothel girls so much that they would never mention it, let alone meeting them. At this time, these brothel girls are blocking the outside. Mrs. Shizi and Mrs. Lu will definitely not come in, and they will blame her.
Qingchen was rude and let them see the brothel girl.
Rong Qingqiu, you are amazing.
Feng Qingchen waved, and Chun Hui and Qiu Hua immediately stepped forward: "Girl"
"Go, please wait a moment for Mrs. Prince and Mrs. Lu." She had to get rid of these people as soon as possible, otherwise today's banquet would not be held.
"It's a girl." The two women trotted forward and stopped the carriage of Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Prince.
Feng Qingchen was not polite to these troublemaking women and directly ordered the guards: "Throw them out."
"Yes." The guards were no better than servants. Twenty guards rushed out, each carrying one. They allowed the brothel girls to cling to them, but remained unmoved. They covered their mouths and walked out.
These brothel girls are not vegetarians. If they can't touch you, I can't touch myself either. Blah, blah... In just a few clicks, they tore off their clothes, revealing their snow-white muscles. There were two lumps in front of them.
His flesh trembled, and the guard was also a vigorous man. When he saw this scene, even in the middle of winter, he couldn't help but feel a heat in his lower abdomen and was stunned for a moment.
It was at this moment that several women broke away from the restraints of the guards and ran towards Feng Mansion, tugging at their own clothes as they ran. They were wearing very little, so if they pulled like this, there would be no cloth to cover their shame.
Xia Wan and Dong Qing blushed and didn't dare to look down. The guards and servants froze, not knowing what to do. This naked woman was nothing to touch or not to touch.
"call……"
Encountering such a crazy woman, Feng Qingchen also had a headache. He was shameless and made it clear that he was making a scene. Feng Qingchen coldly glanced at the dazed guards and said angrily: "Why are you so dazed? Why don't you take action quickly and throw this person away?"
go out."
"Yes, yes..." The guards and family members were in pain, but they had to step forward again, but how could these women stand there and be caught, running back and forth in front of the gate of Feng Mansion, making coquettish sounds, and mouthing
He was still muttering: "Come on, come on, come and catch me..."
People who don't know, would think that when you go to a brothel, you can't write nonsense.
"Miss Feng, are you satisfied with my gift?" Rong Qingqiu stood in the middle, straightened her messy bun, looked at Feng Qingchen proudly, and asked provocatively.
"It's really a great gift. I will settle the account with Rong Qingqiu today with your Rong family. If you dare to mess with me, you will pay the price. Do you still think you are a superior princess? Do you still think your Rong family is?
Is the Duke's Mansion superior to others? Hum... Rong Qingqiu, you smashed my relocation banquet, and I want the surviving members of your Rong family to live a life worse than death." Feng Qingchen's eyes burst with strong murderous intent.