Chapter 8 Festival Charming Medicine Acacia

Yue Mengxin followed the pimp to a quiet courtyard, without the noise in the front yard, which calmed her anxious heart.

The old pimp opened the door and shouted to the inside person, "Qingzhu, treat the prince well. It's really a great blessing for you to take a fancy to you."

Seeing that the people in the room had no sound, the old pimp covered her mouth with a futon fan and smiled, "That girl Qingzhu is shy, sir, I won't disturb you all night." Gently closed the door for her and turned away.

Yue Mengxin walked into the room. The room was covered with festive red and looked at the swaying red candles. She felt like a bride's official. She walked to the bed, picked up the folding fan in her handkerchief and stared at the green bamboo with a peach blossom and shame on her face.

Qingzhu's eyes looked at her like autumn water and whispered, "Thank you, prince."

She was arrested back to Baihualou today. Her heart was ashes. She made up her mind that she would rather commit suicide than receive guests. She didn't expect him to come and buy her ** right. It turned out that he was not a cold and ruthless person, and her heart lit up hope.

The candlelight reflected on the man in front of her, like a fairy, quietly out of the dust. Her eyes were full of admiration. Tonight she was his person.

"Thank you, why don't you thank me?" Yue Mengxin smiled on her face, and she just felt sorry for her fate.

"The prince, the night is dark, and the green bamboo serves the prince to sleep peacefully." Qingzhu stood up and walked to her side.

"No, you go to bed first. I'll stand for a while." Yue Mengxin turned around, avoided Qingzhu's outstretched hand, and said coldly.

"Mun, don't you want green bamboo? Do you think the green bamboo is dirty?" Qingzhu's bright eyes were dim in an instant, staring at her quietly, with desolation in his eyes.

"No, no, I've been practicing recently and can't get close to women, so you go to bed first." Yue Mengxin hurriedly explained that she didn't want people to know that she was a woman, and if she slept together, she would definitely wear a tie.

Going to the window, he reached out and pushed open the carved window lattice. Looking at the moon in the sky, the moonlight flowed in. The gentle breeze brushed her and blew up her front sleeves and flew away. The ink-like green silk flew in the wind. She thought about asking the pimp how much she would pay to redeem her out tomorrow. If the old pimp opened her mouth, she would secretly grab it. Just go back.

Looking at the man who looked like heaven in front of him, Qingzhu's heart had a sense of filth. She was not worthy of him, and there was a sadness in her heart. Then why did he buy his **, give himself hope and despair? His lips bit blood, and secretly made a decision in his heart. Whether he likes him or not, she will become his tonight. People, even if it's just a night of grace, she will always put this memory in her heart. He is the only man she falls in love with.

Qingzhu walked to the table, turned his back to Yue Mengxin, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, which contained the special Hehuan powder made by Baihualou. His hands trembled a little and poured the Hehuan powder into the tea.

A complex look flashed in Yue Meng's heart and looked at Qingzhu, and there was a bitter smile in her heart. She was a terrible person.

"Son, have a cup of tea." Zhu Qing picked up the tea cup and turned around, walked to her with a smile, with nervous eyes.

After taking the tea cup, Yue Meng's heart was exhausted, and a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Zhu Qing, I will redeem you."

When Zhu Qing heard this, his heart trembled, and a warm current crossed his heart. Tears slipped from his eyes and knelt on the ground: "Zhu Qing didn't know how to thank the prince for his great kindness and saved Zhu Qing from the sea of suffering. Three years ago, his father was originally the supervisor of the imperial court and was framed by traitors. After raiding the house, the man was sent to the frontier as a slave, and the woman was sent to the brothel as a prostitute. The mother of the Hundred Flower House saw that I was a little beautiful, and I could play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and sold it. The day before yesterday, my mother told me that I was listed. Zhuqing escaped from the Hundred Flowers Building. I didn't expect to meet such a good person as the prince.

"Get up, don't cry. If you cry too much, you won't be beautiful. Show me a smile." Yue Mengxin stretched out her hands and was about to help her. She comforted her in a low voice. Suddenly, she felt a little hot.

Zhu Qing stood up and looked at his strange face. He knew the drug attack, and his body was close to him. He gently judo: "Sir, let Zhuqing serve you."

Yue Mengxin stepped back a few steps and dodged away. She found that her body was wrong. Her face suddenly became gloomy. A very cold light flashed in her dark eyes, and her voice was like ten thousand years of ice and said, "What did you put in the tea?"

"Son, there is a happy break in the tea. Tonight, you want Zhuqing." Zhu Qing stared at her, boldly reached out and gently untied her belt, and the red wedding dress quietly fell to the ground.

The skin like gel, delicate and slightly trembling body, exposed in front of the moon dream heart, enchanting and beautiful.

If you were a man, you would have been unable to control yourself, and you would definitely hold her in your arms and love her.

Yuemeng's heart was suddenly embarrassed. She didn't expect that Qingzhu would** in the tea and save people. On the contrary, she harmed herself. The heat kept torumble in her body, and her face was stained with a layer of blush.

"Son, Zhuqing just wants to be a prince's person, even if it's the grace of this night, there is no antidote to this happy break away." Zhu Qing slowly stepped forward, hugged him with a pair of snow-like jade arms, with infatuation in his eyes, and whispering in his ear, as gentle as water.

Yue Mengxin suppressed her body heat, and her face was gloomy and terrible. There was an open fire in her heart. She reached out and waved her hand and slapped her neck. Qingzhu felt the darkness in front of her eyes, and her body fell into her arms.

Yue Mengxin picked up the person in her arms and put it lightly on **, gently covered the thin brocade quilt, looked at her charming face, and her anger disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a sense of pity surged into her heart. In the end, she was just a poor woman and sighed.

My body was hot. I sat down and searched in my mind if there was a way to untie **, but I got nothing. Do I really want to find a man to solve it?

Looking down at Qingzhu, the woman always caused trouble, her eyes flashed, and the heat in her body kept swallowing her reason and gritting her teeth. She was going to be a flower thief tonight.

If you find a man, you also need to find a handsome man. Without Lan Nian's peerless appearance, she should at least have beautiful eyebrows. She doesn't want to find an ugly and ugly man, pushes the door, and disappears into the night.

A remote attic of Baihua Building is covered in pine and cypresses. There is a beautiful carpet in the middle of the room, red sandalwood carved furniture, several landscape ink paintings hanging on the wall, white veil hanging around the mahogany bed, a guqin on the table next to the bed, and four mahogany carved bird high screens behind the couch. The sandalwood was ignited and filled the whole room.

A maid in a purple gauze walked in with a black decoction in her hand, put the decoction on the table, and gently raised the curtain.

A man sat on the bed, bowing his head and turning over the scroll in his hand. In the four corners of the curtain were the valuable night pearls like goose eggs, and the soft light of the night pearl lit up the tent.

"Sore, it's time to drink soup." The maid held the soup forward and said softly.

"Put it on the table and get out." The man seemed to be immersed in the book and said lightly.

"Yes, son." A trace of admiration flashed in the maid's eyes, lowered her head and walked out, gently closing the door.

Yue Mengxin wandered around on the roof of the Baihua Building and did not see the man who could enter his eyes. His body was burning, his body was hot, and he bit the tip of his tongue. The pain suppressed the heat, and he unconsciously flew to the attic.

Seeing through the window, she saw a man sitting on the bed, and a ghostly flashed into the window.

When Yue Mengxin entered the room, she smelled a strong fragrance of medicine, through the light of the night pearl. She saw the man's face clearly and was slightly stunned, and her deep black eyes were full of surprise.

The dark green silk is scattered behind him, with exquisite facial features as beautiful jade, charming and handsome. A pair of long and narrow black phoenix eyes are like a bottomless abyss. They are deeply inhaled and can't move their eyes. Half of their lips are like cherry blossoms, and their faces are a little sickly pale, but they add some strange beauty.

His appearance is different from that of Lan Nianrong. Lan Nianrong is an elegant white lotus without a trace of dust, and the man in front of him is a delicate and charming poppy.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was as cold as cold. He frowned and stared at the sudden intruder in front of him. Here is his lower boundary, and ordinary people can't get in here.

Yue Meng's heart moistened her dry red lips. She decided to be the man. She took a few steps forward, her eyes flowed, and a faint smile overflowed with her lips: "I'm a fox spirit. I'm here to accompany you for one night."

Stretch out your hand and pull the white ribbon at the beginning, and a head of green silk poured down. The wind outside the window blew in, and the clothes floated, slowly walking to the bed like a Lingbo fairy.

The man held his breath and thought he was a teenager, but he didn't expect it to be a woman. He had seen many beautiful women, which were not comparable to the peerless posture of the woman in front of him. His gorgeous face, a pair of clear eyes like water, charming and seductive, like a blooming lily in the dark. Mysterious and enchanting.

The man recovered from Qingming for a moment. He saw that she was not malicious to himself, and his eyes were indifferent: "Girl, please come back."

Yue Mengxin could no longer suppress the heat in her heart. The heat flowed in her body and tortured herself. Her whole body jumped on the man, and her skin touched her instantly. She couldn't help but speak out.

Touching his body, the heat in his body seemed to be much colder, and he had a faint smell of medicine, which made her slightly addicted.

The man didn't expect that the woman would jump up and was shocked. He didn't expect her to be so bold that she touched her skin and was hot.

"You are in acacia." The man waved his hand gently, clicked Yue Mengxin's acupuncture point, and looked at her calmly.

Yue Meng stared at him, and she took the initiative to sacrifice herself. He still felt anger in his heart, and the fire in his body seemed to burn her into ashes. He knew that he had been distracted, which proved...

"Yes, do you have an antidote?"

"No, this is a special ** of Baihualou. Only men and women are together, and there is no antidote." The man looked at her bright eyes and couldn't bear to break her dream.

"No, you can untie my acupuncture point. If you don't want me to accompany you, then I'll find someone else." Yue Meng's eyes dimmed in an instant, and she bit the tip of her tongue, and blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth. The pain kept her last reason.

The man stared at her. The woman was full of mystery. When he heard that she was going to accompany others, he felt uncomfortable.

"Come on, I can't stand it. If I drag on like this, maybe I will meet an ugly and ugly old man. I want to find a beautiful man." Yue Mengxin saw that he was reluctant to untie his acupuncture point, and his voice was a little hoarse.

She can't tell whether it's anger or heat in her body. If she goes on like this, will she die in heat? There is a sarcastic smile on the corners of her mouth. How can she be so unlucky?

When the man heard this, her handsome face became gloomy, and an ignorant anger rose in her heart. In this way, she couldn't count her body.

Looking at the woman in her arms, her face was red and charming, her breathing was short and her eyes were lax, knowing that she had reached the limit.

"Girl, I'm offended." The man quickly untied her acupuncture point and blushed slightly.