Chapter 049 Baihualou Newcomer

Qin Shousheng seemed to be afraid of being blamed by Qin Qingxuan for his inability to do things. It took him a day to pack boxes of well-made clothes and carry them to the mansion arranged by Qin Qingxuan for Zhuge Aoshuang.

The mansion where Zhuge Aoshuang lives is called 'Qingjin Pavilion', which is very elegant, with five steps and one corridor and ten steps and one pavilion. All kinds of decorations are also exquisite and beautiful.

She was the only one living inside, and secretly there were soldiers guarding inside and outside the mansion.

Qin Qingxuan said that such a guard was protecting her, but she felt that it was no different from monitoring her. If she hadn't walked freely every day, and the guards and others had completely obeyed her instructions, she would have left without saying a word.

Qin Shousheng picked 99 red carved boxes and brought a variety of styles and costumes. Such as a peddler, a prince of a famous family, a bodyguard, etc.

It can be said that there are all kinds of styles, and the color of satin is also changing.

Zhuge Aoshuang glanced slightly, looked at Qin Shousheng's flattering eyes, and nodded: "Well, okay, you go back first."

Qin Shousheng grinned and said, "Hey hey... Miss Jiu, you have to talk to my master for me... This... That... That thing really has nothing to do with me... Really..."

He still said vigorously, and Zhuge Aoshuang had already walked towards the inner room. Qin Shousheng looked at Zhuge Aoshuang's back with a shy face and took people away pitifully.

After Zhuge Aoshuang walked to the screen in the inner room, he casually changed into a light blue gold-laid robe, tied up a blue silk, tied the crown, and then fixed the two ends with a silver-white hairpin.

After dressing up, she went to the bronze mirror to see what she looked like at this moment, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then shook her head: "No, it doesn't look like it."

She looked at the gentle and soft little face in the mirror, her skin was slightly pale, and her lips were not red. Other places were very good, but a little less youth's heroism.

If this dress is seen by the old lady in the brothel, she will definitely know that she is dressed as a man.

Inadep.

Thinking about it, she stood up and stepped out of her door.

"Lord, where are you going? The small one will prepare a horse for you. As soon as she arrived at the door, a white shadow flashed at the door of the house, which was empty and knelt at her feet.

"Go to the best brothel here." Zhuge Aoshuang's eyes were not raised, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"Yes." The speed of the dark guard was very fast. In about a few blinks, a cyan carriage appeared in Zhuge Aoshuang's sight.

At such a fast speed, Zhuge Aoshuang couldn't help thinking: Did these people know that she was going out, so they prepared the carriage early? Or are these people preparing carriages for her every day?

For these two points, Zhuge Aoshuang is more inclined to the latter.

At the same time, Qin Qingxuan, who was reviewing the memorial in the imperial study of the palace, heard the secret guard report, and the tip of the pen paused slightly and said, "She went to the brothel?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Qin Qingxuan restrained his eyes and picked up the pen again and hooked half a hook on the unfolded memorial fold, but the tip of the pen quickly stopped.

He sighed gently, put the brush on the inkstone, bounced the bullet jacket, and stood up.

The cyan carriage drove Zhuge Aoshuang all the way and stopped at the door of the most famous brothel 'Baihua Tower' in the State of Qin.

Hundred Flower Building, as the name implies. The place with the most flowers, that is, the place with the most women.

When he came out of the carriage, Zhuge Aoshuang's face was covered with a rose-pink silk handkerchief. The strong peony fragrance also penetrated into her nose, making her face a little ugly.

"Ouch~~Son~~Please~~~"

"Oh~~~~ Uncle~~~~ Don't forget to come to see the slave family next time~~~ The slave family is waiting for you~~~"

Zhuge Aoshuang raised his eyes and swept around. In the eyes, the women in revealing clothes and scratching their heads lay on the poles of the three-story building one by one, waving silk and winking at the men who came and going.

A charming shout, soft words spit out from their mouths, which aroused the souls of many men.

The brothel, from ancient times to the present, how many literati and coquettish guests, self-apportionate people, are also regular guests here?

Once a woman falls into it by mistake, she can't escape.

Zhuge Aoshuang shook his head, blocked the silk silk on his face with a fan painted with plum blossoms in his hand, and deliberately walked in with several women half-hooks.

Helped by five or six enchanting women into a room, Zhuge Aoshuang was surrounded by these women on the couch. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Let your mother come in."

"Master~~~" A woman stretched out a pair of men's hands that she didn't know how many men had touched to Zhuge Aoshuang's neck, and then shouted charmingly.

"Presumptuous!" Zhuge Aoshuang blocked the woman's hand reaching towards him with a folding fan and looked at them coldly.

The high momentum in her voice suddenly shocked the five or six women present and made them retreat in panic.

"Let me say it again, let your mother in."

"Yes!" Several women hurried out, and the door was slammed and shook violently.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at it and squeezed under the corners of his lips.

None of these women are fuel-efficient lamps. Their movements were obviously to rob the silver and other things she brought on her body.

About a cup of tea, a half-old Xu Niang, dressed in flowers, swaggered and came in, holding a big red feather fan in her hand.

"Oh~~~Sir, are you calling the slave family to let the slave family serve you?" With a hoarse cry, it made Zhuge Aoshuang's cold hair stand up.

"Zhuge Aoshuang looked at her up and down, nodded and said, "Take off your clothes and stay with me all night."

When the old pup heard the words, his face changed greatly. He fanned the red feather fan and raised a few wafers of broken hair fans on his bun. Finally, he coughed and said, "Oh, girl, don't joke with me. If you have anything, just say it. As long as my mother can do it, I will do it for you.

Zhuge Aoshuang raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, the old lady's eyesight could see that he was a woman at a glance.

"As long as you answer me one question, these will be given to you." Zhuge Aoshuang said and took out three ingots of golden gold from his sleeve and handed it to the old man.

The pimp immediately smiled: "Oh, girl, you say... I must know everything!"

Zhuge Aoshuang got up from the couch, sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the old woman. He said slowly, "Where do you see that I am a woman?"

The old pup took the teacup from Zhuge Aoshuang's hand and said with a smile, "Girl, the man looked at the girl in our building, and his eyes were full of green light! In addition, the man's appearance is heroic and gloomy... And your whole body is still weaker than that of a man. The most important point is that your shoulders are too narrow and your waist is slimmer.

Zhuge Aoshuang nodded, stood up and said, "Thank you very much."

She continued to walk out with the eighth master's swaggering steps. Along the way, she met all kinds of women who came over charmingly, and even wanted to bring their red lips up, which were separated by Zhuge Aoshuang with a folding fan.

But helplessly, Zhuge Aoshuang's men's clothing is more beautiful. There are too many women leaning over. When she is irritable, Zhuge Aoshuang can only walk quickly, but was inadvertently knocked off the crown on her head by a brothel woman, and a waterfall of green silk instantly fell on her shoulders.

Her white skin is like a freshly peeled egg, her big eyes flash as if she can speak, and her small red lips and snow-white skin are more distinct. Although she stands, she gives people a different sense of dignity, which is completely different from the female temperament in the brothel.

The literati and coquettish who used to play with the beauty in the brothel looked at Zhuge Aoshuang almost at the same time.

The next moment, everyone's eyes flashed with a prey-like green light.

"Oh~~~Beauty~~~Great Beauty~~~~"

"Girl~~How much silver in a night? How much money will you give me! Come on, let the old man hug~~~"

......

The sound of shouts resounded throughout the brothel hall, which aroused the eyes of women in the brothel or jealousy or joy everywhere.

When the old girl saw her, she was overjoyed and laughed, "Oh~~~ Uncle, this girl is a newcomer to our Baihua Building! Today is her first time to meet a guest. I hope you all have mercy on our girls every year.

"Natural! Hahahaha... That's natural... The old man loves the girl every year..."

As soon as the old pup's words fell, the men below laughed at the same time and looked drooling at Zhuge Aoshuang, who looked weak and sweet on their shoulders.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised a sarcasm.

Hmm, I even named her!

This old woman can ruin a woman's great years at will for silver.

It seems that many of the women in this brothel should be poisoned by this old woman!

The men in the hall got up one by one and rushed to Zhuge Aoshuang's position.

Zhuge Aoshuang sneered. She knew that the lives of these people would be in the next second.

She stood motionless and stood so confidently, which made everyone think that she accepted her fate and didn't even bother to struggle again.

The next moment, what Zhuge Aoshuang expected happened.

All the people who pounced on her were all clicked on the acupuncture points and fell to the ground in various strange postures.

It's less than three feet away from her!

However, to Zhuge Aoshuang's surprise, the person who saved her, the man who clicked on the acupuncture point of the man who rushed to her, was not a dark guard sent by Qin Qingxuan to secretly protect her, but a young man with half a golden mask on his face and only wearing a black bathrobe.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at his dress and frowned to think about the identity of this person and the purpose of saving her.