Chapter 7 The Woman in the Blue House

Yue Mengxin was stunned at first, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She drank tea and drank tea, which also caused trouble. She looked at the woman behind her trembling all over her, and then looked at the three big men in front of her, and her eyes were slightly heavy.

Three big men looked at Yue Mengxin, and their eyes fell on her body. They couldn't come back to their minds. They secretly praised that he was a handsome and beautiful man.

"Tell me first, what kind of play are you doing?" Yue Mengxin raised her eyebrows gently and raised a faint smile at the corners of her mouth.

The three came to their senses, and the first man looked calm and bowed with both hands: "Sir, this is the woman who escaped from Baihualou. Please return us and disturb the elegance of the prince's tea."

The first man looked at the elegant temperament between Yue Meng's heart and guessed that it must be the son of the family and explained patiently.

"Sir, please save the maidservant. The maidservant must be a cow and a horse to serve the prince for the rest of his life." The woman knelt in front of Yue Mengxin, her charming face was full of tears, and she looked at her pitifully.

All the people in the teahouse stared at this scene with a good look on their faces.

"Please don't embarrass me, so that we can catch this cheap maidservant and go back to work." The leading man said in a low voice.

Yue Mengxin gently raised the woman's chin, her eyes were shining, and she gently asked, "What's your name?"

"My maidservant is Qingzhu."

Looking at the prince in front of her, Qingzhu's frightened heart calmed down in an instant, and her face was stained with red clouds. She had never seen the beautiful prince. Between her smile, there was a peerless beauty.

"Qingzhu, go back with them. I can't help you, but I will come to see you tonight." Yue Mengxin smiled, and a trace of pity flashed in her heart, and there was indifference in her black eyes.

She doesn't want to cause trouble here yet, but she can go to Baihualou to redeem her at night.

"You, you have to save me, son." Zhu Qing thought that the people in front of him would save him, but he didn't want to hear this sentence. His dream in his heart suddenly shattered, and his face pale face pulled her sleeves.

The leading man looked happy. He was afraid that the teenager in front of him would intervene. When the current events were big, it would not be easy to communicate with the building.

"Wang Hu has thanked the prince here. What are you still doing to catch this bitch back? The first man thanked him and waved to his two subordinates.

The woman was suddenly caught by two big men, and crystal tears fell to the ground like broken pearls. Her charming face was full of dead ashes, and her eyes were full of despair looking at the moon dream.

The smile on Yue Mengxin's face remained unchanged, just standing quietly watching her being taken away.

Many people in the teahouse looked angry. They thought that this prince would pity the jade and save the beauty, but they didn't expect it to be so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Yue Mengxin threw an ingot on the table, and the expressions on the faces of the people around her fell into her eyes. Her deep eyes were full of disdain. Why did she save her? She wanted to be a hero to save the woman. Why didn't she stand up? She opened the folding fan in her hand, shook it a few times, and walked out of the teahouse freely.

In the elegant room on the second floor, a glance turned to the back of Yue Mengxin's departure, and his eyes, which were as dark as a pool of water, flashed with a trace of play.

"Shadow, go check him." The man's face showed an evil smile.

"Yes, my lord." A black figure disappeared in front of the man in a blink of an eye.

A round of bright moon is in the sky, and the night is like water, and the stars are scattered. From time to time, the breeze blows slightly, which is a little cool.

Yue Mengxin stood at the door of the Hundred Flowers Building, gently waved her to watch, and her eyes showed curiosity. Among the history and culture she knows, the brothel is a very special place, the most elegant and the dirtiest place. The romantic and elegant guests and famous prostitutes in the brothels cherish each other. Many famous poems and phrases have spread from the brothels, and how much sadness has been staged. A beautiful and touching story.

And the woman in the brothel is also the poorest person in the world. A pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a piece of red lips and tens of thousands of thousands of people have tasted it. Who knows that it is sad.

At the gate of the Baihua Building, the carriages have already been full. The romantic talents, rich children, rich businessmen, and young masters of the family have all come to this place of fireworks to look for flowers and willows.

Several women in heavy makeup and thin clothes stood on both sides, welcoming the guests into the building with a delicate smile.

When Yue Mengxin went in, she smelled a strong smell of powder, which made her frown and put the fan on the tip of her nose to block the smell.

All the women standing at the door posted it. They have never seen such a beautiful nobleman. If they climb up, they will be rich. If they don't like it, they will never forget the night's kindness.

Yue Meng's eyes were covered with a layer of cold frost, exuding indifference thousands of miles away, which made several women look at her and dare not come forward.

"Oh, this is your first time to come to Baihua Tower. Let's go. Girls, you all go to the door to welcome guests. Don't bother this prince." A half-old and charming madam appeared in front of Yue Mengxin with a charming face and suddenly threw a wink at her.

Yue Mengxin felt that her stomach was uncomfortable for a while. The old woman wanted to eat tender grass, and her hair stood up. She threw an ingot of silver from her arms to the old woman and said coldly, "There is a girl named Qingzhu in your building. I'm going to see her tonight."

"Qingzhu, you can see her in a while. Today is the day when our two Qings in Baihualou are listed, and Qingzhu is also one of them. Ha ha, please go to the elegant room." The old lady giggled and shook the futon fan in her hand and said flatteringly.

"Hmm." Yue Mengxin walked to the second floor and was taken to an elegant room by the old pimp. In the elegant room, the furnishings were very elegant, with several calligraphy and paintings, an Eight Immortal Table, with exquisite and delicious cakes on the table, and a copper hollow incense burner not far away, exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance.

"Master, do you want a girl to accompany you?" The old lady poured a cup of tea and smiled ambiguously.

"No." Yue Mengxin put away the fan in her hand, sat on the stool and gracefully picked up the table, and took a gentle sip of the tea cup.

"If you need anything, just order it." The smile on the old woman's face remained unchanged. She knew that she came for Qingzhu and looked down on her girl. She thought that she could make a lot of money tonight, and she laughed so much that her mouth couldn't match.

The madam greeted a few more words enthusiastically. Walking out of the elegant room, Yue Mengxin breathed a sigh of relief, and the smell of powder on the madam was about to smoke her to death.

Go to the window, pick up the white yarn with a fan, look down and look downstairs. There is a lot of noise, the man's flirting, the woman's delicate voice, flirting, and promiscuing.

Suddenly, the sound of bamboo sounded, and a group of dancers at the front desk downstairs danced and sang. The downstairs was a little more lively, and there was a smile on the corners of her mouth. She knew it was about to start.

After a while, the two women moved gently and walked to the front of the stage with a white veil on their faces. In an instant, Baihualou calmed down and looked at the two women crazily. Their faces could not be seen, but their waists were slender, graceful and charming, which aroused the reverie of the men under the stage.

The old man looked under the stage, looked at the people upstairs, and smiled, "Today, these two girls are the purber of this building. Those who are high prices get it, but I will let you see the girls' appearance first, and then start bidding."

The two women stretched out their slender hands, pulled down the veil on their faces, and showed their faces. The stage immediately became lively, and the atmosphere suddenly reached the highest point.

Yue Mengxin can't help praising the good methods of the old pimp. Men's mentality is sometimes very cheap. The more they can't get, the more they think about it, the more they can't see it. The more they feel different, the more persistent they are.

She saw the green bamboo standing on the stage, charming and unparalleled, which has aroused the hot eyes of many men.

"Guest officials, these two girls are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and have also learned three flavors of men and women. Let's start with this Qiuxiang girl, with a minimum price of 500 silver." The old lady shook the futon fan.

"I'll pay 800 taels."

"I'll pay a thousand taels..."

The crowd surged, and the upstairs and downstairs shouted the price. Finally, Qiu Xiang was bought ** by a rich businessman with 2,000 taels of silver.

Yue Mengxin has been staring at Zhuqing on the stage, with no expression on her charming face, and her eyes are like stagnant water, lifeless.

A sourness came to her heart. This is the fate of a woman. If it were her, what would she do to become a man's accessory?

"I'll pay 2,000 taels..." Before the old lady could speak, the dung beard couldn't wait to make a price, and his handsome and pale face was full of confidence.

"2,500 taels." The sound like jade came from the building like a clear spring, which made the whole building stunned for a while and felt pleasant.

Zhu Qing stood on the stage and looked at the second floor in disbelief. She had heard this sound, and her eyes were a little excited.

"Three thousand taels..." The dboy secretly bit his silver teeth and shouted in a trembling voice.

"5,000 taels." Suddenly, the people in the building were silent, and their eyes fell on the elegant room covered by white yarn on the second floor.

Yue Mengxin shook the folding fan gently. She believed that no one should pay a high price anymore. 5,000 taels of silver is enough to buy several maids. These princes are not fools.

"6,000 taels." The cold sound sounded in the other elegant room, and everyone took a breath, and their eyes fell on the elegant room where Yue Mengxin was located.

Yue Mengxin stared at the opposite side, and a trace of cold light flashed in her eyes. The damn bastard whispered, "6200 taels."

"6,500." The cold voice continued to sound, and the pink face of the old woman standing beside her was almost cramped. Looking at Zhuqing, she was really a cash cow. At that time, she would definitely hold this girl as the top flower leader in the flower building.

"7,000 taels." Yue Mengxin bit her lip, and her voice was a little cold.

"Then this beauty belongs to the prince. Congratulations." The cold voice seemed to have a smile.

Yue Meng stood up suddenly. She was fooled by the man opposite. Her black eyes were full of warmth and anger, and the folding fan in her hand was almost broken.

She suppressed her anger and told herself rationally that she could not go out and come to this golden cave. There are many rich people. She can't ruin things because of this little thing. If the opposite person increases the price again, she can't afford it.

Suddenly, she felt the importance of money, or she would not have been so embarrassed. The Prime Minister's mansion brought out tens of thousands of silver for her to spend alone. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing. If she ransom the bamboo by herself, the price must be more than 72,000 times the price. Damn hateful man.

Take a few deep breaths and say gently, "Thank you for your love."

"Spring night is worth a lot of money, so I won't bother you." Qingling's voice was a little joked.

Yue Meng frowned and was silent, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart. Could it be that he could see that he was a woman.

At this time, the old mame came in and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, Qingzhu has sent you to the room."

A trace of disgust flashed in Yue Mengxin's eyes. She took out a silver ticket from her arms and threw it on the table. She said coldly, "Take me there."

The pimp looked at the silver ticket on the table and jumped up, with a greedy light in her eyes. While counting the silver ticket, she smiled and said, "Sir, this way, please."

In the elegant room opposite, a tall man sat quietly drinking tea, and his feminine and beautiful face showed a smile: "Shadow, how's it going?"

"Your Majesty, it's useless. I can't find out, but he is now living alone in Donglai Inn." The shadow beside him whispered.

"Real?" Ye Lihuan lowered her head and touched the exquisite tea cup in her hand. She couldn't see what she was thinking. Her black pupils flashed an interesting light.