The climate at this time was definitely not the time when peonies were in full bloom, so the young master asked the woman who looked somewhat similar to Ningwu: "Miss, where do these peonies come from? It's really strange that they are so cold-resistant."
The woman covered her mouth and smiled and said: "This peony was cultivated by our gardener. Unlike the ordinary peonies outside, our peonies can bloom all year round. They were even sent to the palace as tribute last year."
A trace of doubt floated in Ningwu's mind. If there were peonies that bloomed all year round in the palace, then the empress, who loved to take her female family members to the garden to enjoy the flowers, would definitely have invited her to the palace to enjoy them. Why had she never heard of it...
He was about to argue and retort, but he felt that he was a guest after all and it was really hard to offend others, so he swallowed his words.
Passing through the courtyard, the three of them heard the sound of drums and saw countless young women gathered in the courtyard. They all had outstanding looks and figures, but they didn't wear much fabric on their bodies in the cold weather. They were laughing and chattering.
Move their limbs, sing and dance in the courtyard.
The three of them immediately felt like they were in a brothel...
But this is absolutely impossible to be a brothel. First, the brothel must be located in a downtown area. It is built in such a wilderness. How can there be customers? Second, the brothel will never have such gorgeous courtyard decorations and buildings.
There will be no spare money to waste on peonies that bloom all year round; thirdly, even a brothel cannot have such a high standard. The brothels must have different levels and different prices, which are used to satisfy patrons of all levels.
needs. But looking at the past, there is no ordinary-looking girl here, one is more graceful than the other, and one is more beautiful than the other. Fourthly, and most importantly, there are only women here, and there are no other men except the young master.
How can a place without patrons be called a brothel...
The three of them began to feel that something was not good.
Several large round tables outside the courtyard were filled with all kinds of delicacies, some of which were still steaming, as if they had just come out of the pot. The color and smell aroused the greed in the three of them.
"Come on, let's dance!" The woman who led them in grabbed the young master's hand and led him into the crowd.
The young master was pulled and staggered, but he quickly retracted his hand and said: "Girl, please take me to see your master. I want to pay him a visit to thank him for his hospitality."
"Who wants to see me?" an old voice rang out, a path emerged among the dancing crowd, and several beautiful maids helped an old lady out.
It is difficult to describe the appearance of this old lady in words. I can only say that she is too old. Her face is wrinkled and her eyes are buried in wrinkles, making it difficult to see clearly. Her back is hunched,
He is leaning on a golden crutch with a dragon head and a pair of small feet, but he can walk quite fast.
"I have met the master." The three of them bowed in unison.
The old lady waved her hand and said: "Here are the guests. Come, wait for the three of you to eat well and have fun, and arrange three upper rooms for them to rest."
The three of them were about to refuse, but the old lady continued: "Today is my birthday, so the house is a little lively. Normally, this place is very deserted. The few of you who stayed here are just for me.
I’m celebrating my birthday.”
No wonder the house is so lively, it turns out there is a happy event.