Wu Zheng and the princess were taken into a small room, and the fiery red candlelight illuminated half of the room.
Wu Zheng's face turned red, and the soles of his feet began to sweat. Fortunately, it was hard to see with the candlelight. The princess entered the room full of expectations, thinking that she knew very little about men and women such as brothels.
The madam took good care of the playboy, and specially found five or six beautiful girls to serve Wu Zheng and Wu Zheng. If Wu Zheng was alone, he might not be able to control himself, but it would not be good if the princess was still around.
I did it. I don’t know what the playboy was thinking about, but he even gave the madam instructions and arrangements.
In fact, Wu Zheng didn't know that the old bustard could tell at a glance that the princess was a woman. She had been a bustard for so many years and had seen so many men and women, how could she not notice it?
But since it was the playboy's favor, she still had to give it. After all, she was making money, as long as the customers were satisfied.
The princess and Wu Zheng were dragged by the girls to drink several glasses of wine. The princess didn't know how to drink, but she was forced to drink several glasses of wine. Moreover, the hands of these girls were always restless, and they were pickpocketing.
Not to mention clothes, he was still groping around randomly, as if he was hunting for treasure.
Wu Zheng's clothes had long been taken off and thrown aside. Fortunately, there was still one piece inside, otherwise he would have had to be honest with the princess.
The princess protected her clothes in her hands and asked Wu Zheng in a low voice: "What on earth is this place?"
Although the princess deliberately lowered her voice, Wu Zheng could hear it, and naturally these beautiful girls could also hear it. As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.
Wu Zheng didn't know how to answer. Faced with the princess's doubtful eyes, Wu Zheng could only laugh it off. If he was to blame, it was the playboy. If it hadn't been for him, this matter wouldn't have happened. He took the princess to visit a brothel.
, but fortunately his playboy thought of it, he is really imaginative.
The princess was treated like this on weekdays, and she couldn't tell what it was like to be pushed around. The princess had never been exposed to a place like a brothel, and had never even heard of it. A girl entered this place.
If you tell anyone about the land where smoke willows are grown, you will probably be laughed at to death. What's more, she is the princess of Beiliang Kingdom, and the royal family will be disgraced.
At this time, there was a loud noise outside the door, and bursts of rapid footsteps. Wu Zheng's first reaction was that there was an assassin. After all, after so many pursuits and interceptions, this consciousness had been buried in his subconscious.
But in fact, it was not what Wu Zheng thought. Because after the noise stopped, a melodious sound of a piano came from outside the door.
The few girls in the room who were wearing thin clothes were the first to react, and they rushed out happily. As for Wu Zheng and the princess, they were immediately ignored.
The two of them stared at each other eagerly, probably not realizing what was going on. I had never heard of someone running away in the middle of serving the guests. The most annoying thing was that no one was left behind.
The princess actually breathed a sigh of relief. She pouted her lips and her pretty face was slightly red, probably because of the alcohol. "Where is this place?" the princess looked around and asked.
Wu Zheng scratched his head, wondering how to answer this. If he said it was the land of smoke and willows, would he have to explain the meaning of the word first? But if he directly said it was a brothel, his ears might have to be ripped off.
"Your Highness Princess, listen to the sound of the piano." Wu Zheng deliberately changed the subject, leaned over for a moment and pretended to be listening attentively, and took the opportunity to turn over and touch his clothes.
The princess also looked puzzled, blinked her eyes, and was actually diverted by Wu Zheng's question. "How about that?"
Go out and take a look?" The princess did not use a strong tone this time, but asked Wu Zheng for his opinion.
Wu Zheng was naturally relieved. He was really afraid that the princess would not let go of the problem. Not only could this matter not be talked about now, but it would also rot in his stomach in the future.
"That's right." The princess stopped Wu Zheng who was about to open the door.
Wu Zheng trembled, and slowly held his breath. He swallowed, turned his head and smiled. Wu Zheng said in his heart, could the princess have reacted and wanted to get to the bottom of it? How should he answer it later?
Wu Zheng's mind is not as lively as that of Playboy, and he will certainly not be able to think of anything to say at the moment. If it doesn't work, he will simply not answer, or just rush out of the door.
However, the last thing Wu Zheng was waiting for was this sentence: "From now on, just call me Mo Han." As he said that, two small tiger teeth popped out, and small dimples were dotted on that pretty face.
"Okay." Wu Zheng was stunned again at this moment. Wu Zheng didn't feel anything about those girls just now. But this princess alone felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.
"Let's go and listen to the piano." The princess stood up, straightened the messy folds of her clothes, and went to find the sound of the piano.
Wu Zheng giggled happily and followed up quickly. What did the princess say just now? It must have been Mo Han who said something? Wu Zheng felt that at this moment, he should give himself a big hug. He was so awesome.
It is not difficult to find the source of the sound of the piano. That is where the crowd is. However, there are too many people, including beasts in costumes who are looking for fun, and the original woman in the brothel. Wu Zheng is curious.
Who can play the piano to achieve such an effect?
The crowd formed a tight circle and tightly packed the person playing the piano. Wu Zheng stretched his legs and stretched his neck to watch for a long time, but did not see the face of the person playing the piano, so he had to worry.
At this time, a flute sounded, which immediately caused an uproar. Not only the spectators, but also the women who often hung out in the brothel, all had surprised expressions on their faces. In the past, I had not often heard the sound of the flute, but I rarely heard it.
I have heard it. But this is the first time I heard the sound of the flute.
The sound of the flute was melodious, and it cleverly resonated with the sound of the piano. One piano and one flute were exciting, and there was no sense of dissonance. The music was soft and elegant, and everyone on the whole floor was immersed in the music.
Wu Zheng wanted to pull Mo Han and squeeze in, but found that she was also immersed in it. Mo Han stood there in a daze, his beautiful eyes lightly closed, and his fingers kept dancing in the air with the music.
At that moment, a smile gradually appeared on Wu Zheng's face, and he looked at the beauty in front of him quietly. Wu Zheng had never appreciated Mo Han's face so seriously. Now she regretted it. How much had she missed before?
Beautiful view.
Now, Wu Zheng only hopes that this song can last longer, and it is best to continue forever. Wu Zheng does not know how to dance, but at this moment, he wants to hold Mo Han's hand and dance for a while. Imagine, in this wonderful
Dancing to the music is so free and unrestrained.
Unfortunately, the music ended here. There was no thunderous applause, and everyone was still immersed in the beautiful melody, unable to extricate themselves.
Wu Zheng withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and saw all the scenery in the world, but it was the most moving at the moment. The best praise is to take one more look. When the world is quiet, he realizes that the beautiful scenery is around him.
After the song, the crowd took the initiative to make way. Then, a woman whose face was covered by a gauze veil appeared in Wu Zheng's sight. The woman held the piano in her hand and walked gracefully beside the crowd.
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Wu Zheng
It was impossible to tell what the woman looked like, because the veil covered many fiery gazes. The woman's eyes were cold and cold, unmoved by everyone's performance. To say she was aloof was nothing more than that.
What's impressive is that behind this woman, there is a man holding a flute. Wu Zheng only took one look and came out. Isn't this a playboy?
When did this guy hook up with the harp girl, and the most surprising thing is that he can actually play the flute. Although this dude seems unreliable, he is always unexpected.
Mo Han was confused and wanted to say hello, but Hua Gong didn't even look at him. If Wu Zheng had been more aware, he would definitely have noticed the difference in Hua Gong's eyes.
After entering the house, the woman said softly: "Today, I'm in trouble."
"It's natural to work for the courtesan sister, but..." At this point, Mr. Hua deliberately emphasized his tone and paused, without continuing.
The woman blinked, and then asked cooperatively: "Just what?"
"It's just that you gave me a familiar feeling." The playboy came closer, put his nose against the woman's ear, and breathed out. But in fact, he was smelling the rouge smell on the woman's body.
The woman's expression did not change at all. Of course, because of the veil, it was naturally not easy to detect.
"Young master often comes here, so naturally he is familiar with the little girl." The woman said calmly.
"I hope so." Hua Gongzi quickly pulled back his body, handed over the flute in his hand and said, "Your flute."
The woman took it and saluted the playboy again. The playboy's expression was indifferent, and he naturally understood the woman's intention to chase people away. However, when turning around, the playboy casually dropped another sentence: "This flute is far inferior to yours."
Tasty."
In the eyes of ordinary people, this sentence is just a frivolous move by a playboy. However, women know that the playboy also has his so-called hidden meaning. This playboy is obviously trying to help, but little does he know that he is actually the most troublesome.
Right here with him.
When the playboy went out, he ran to a corner, where there was a table piled with wine bottles. On the table, a man was sleeping soundly, like a dead pig.
Hua Gongzi went over, helped Luochen up, and waved to Wu Zheng and Mo Han not far away, indicating that it was time to leave. Because he didn't bring much silver, Hua Gongzi took out a bead from Luo Chen's pocket.
Shot on the table.
After leaving the house, Wu Zheng was still talking to Hua Gongzi about playing the flute. Hua Gongzi did not want to talk to Wu Zheng, but slowly let go of the hand holding Luochen.
As a result, Luochen stood firm under the surprised eyes of Wu Zheng and Mo Han. Not only that, he didn't even look drunk at all.
Wu Zheng still doesn't understand that this guy is pretending to be drunk again. But Wu Zheng doesn't understand, what's the point of Luo Chen pretending to be drunk. To escape the bill? That's not right, he just used his night pearl to pay the bill.