Xu Danyang said with a smile: "Qianjin Powder is a commonly used love-warming medicine in Qinglou Chu Pavilion. It not only charms the mind, but also has a very good aphrodisiac effect."
Murong Xianer was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly checked her own pulse. After a while, she blushed and said angrily: "My pulse is fine, don't talk nonsense!"
"Miss Murong was raised in a boudoir. I have never heard of such a thing..." Xu Danyang originally thought that Murong Xian'er was so beautiful that all men in the world were the masters of sex business, and Chang Mu would not be an exception. She
After walking with him for many days, we had some friendship at least. If she pretended to be closer to Murong Xianer, stimulated the idiot, made him jealous, and took the initiative towards the beauty, and established a good relationship between him and Murong Xianer, it would be considered a meritorious deed.
One pile.
But this time Chang Mu was not here, and now that she was... in a worrying situation, she was really in no mood to play the game of love and concubine with the little girl anymore.
Xu Danyang squinted his eyes and looked Murong Xian'er up and down, "Oh, I haven't gotten married yet, so I can only go to the Qing Lou Chu Pavilion... Well, 'Nianxiang', I am very familiar with Qian Jin San."
Murong Xianer stared blankly at Xu Danyang, whose attitude had changed completely, "You...you lied to me!"
"He's right." Squeak, a dim candlelight came in along with the sound of opening the door. A man with a body like a water tank stood at the door, his face hanging down happened to fall into the halo of the lamp. He looked very similar.
A piece of cooked meat pie.
"Is it you?" Murong Xian'er shrank towards Xu Danyang unconsciously.
"Of course it's me," the man chuckled softly, and Roupanzi's face showed a hint of lust, "Xian'er, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, and we meet again. This time you should agree to our marriage.
Bar?"
"Don't even think about it!" Murong Xian'er grabbed Xu Danyang's sleeve tightly, with a calm expression on her face.
"Haha, Xian'er, don't forget that Li Xiu, the Minister of Rites, is my son's biological father. You are just a merchant's daughter. Being able to be my concubine is already smoking on your family's ancestral graves...
"
As he spoke, Mr. Li, who was as fat as a water tank, approached Murong Xian'er step by step. When he got closer, when he saw Murong Xian'er dragging Xu Danyang, his shiny eyebrows wrinkled into two caterpillars.
"Xian'er, I want to take this brother back to serve him personally, but I can't let him go to you!"
After saying that, he grabbed Murong Xian'er's wrist with his fat hand and dragged her to his side, "Xian'er, do you feel like you have lost the heat after eating a thousand pieces of gold?"
Murong Xian'er endured the stinging pains on her wrists, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and said angrily: "Li Mingli! Don't underestimate my Murong family! The last few times I tolerated you, it was because your father looked up to me and asked for the favor.
If you continue to stalk me, don’t blame me, the Murong family, for not giving your father face!"
This Li Mingli is the second son of the Li family who has been pestering her. He is a frequent visitor to the Qinglou in Beijing. When he fell asleep, the second son of Li snored loudly. He really had the momentum of a donkey's braying. Flower girls
He was nicknamed Li Erlu behind his back.
Last autumn, Li Erlu was shocked when he first saw Murong Xian'er and vowed to keep her on the pillow, but the Murong family refused to agree. No, last month, Li Erlu pretended
After recovering from his illness, Lai stayed at Murong's house for two days. Finally, the old valley owner Murong got angry and beat the shameless pervert out.
