Chapter 7 First appearance!

Mingyue Building is not as simple as it seems. To be honest, the mother may not be really afraid of the provocation of the brainless prince in the city guard house. But opening the door to do business, especially in places like brothel, is nothing more than being kind and making money. People bring money. If it is said to be rejected, it will really have an impact on the business and reputation of Mingyue Building.

The brothel is also a place of reputation.

Mr. Zhao is still cursing at his mother, and his mother is still smiling like a flower. At this time, a little maid-like subordinate suddenly ran over and said timidly to his mother, "Mom, I have something to tell you."

The baby's mother was slightly stunned. Didn't she take care of the cleaning girl's dates by herself? What is this girl going to do at this time?

"What's the matter?" The mother's face changed in an instant and asked with a straight face.

"I can only talk to you..." Zao'er was full of courage thinking about the rouge of the box of Yanyunzhai, but the mother's face was rigid, and Zao'er suddenly became afraid again.

Fortunately, the baby's mother is a well-informed old lady, otherwise the play may not be able to continue. The baby's mother knows that the servants usually can't find her directly. The girl is so close to Qingyan, so it is only possible that Qingyan has come back. The mother said still, "You wait on the sidelines." Then he twisted his body with a smiling face and explained to Mr. Zhao, who had a bad temper, "Master Zhao, there are still things to worry about in the building. I'll excuse you for a moment. Please think about it again. If you want to find any girl, just shout at your mother."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Zhao's scolding again. He quickly walked aside and pulled Zaoer to ask questions. Zao'er said something in her mother's ear. Her mother's expression shook slightly, and even Mr. Zhao, who was staring at her mother, could see it clearly.

After a while, the subordinate said in his mother's ear. The mother waved back the dates, hesitated slightly, and then walked towards Mr. Zhao.

"Ms. Zhao, can you take a step to talk?" The mother said with a strange face.

"You want to talk to fool me again. If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to fart, I'm listening." Mr. Zhao said with a sneer.

After a slight hesitation, the mother approached Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao saw a small piece of exposed snow white slightly from the mother's chest. He thought that the half-old lady was going to seduce him in person. Then he heard the mother whisper a word, and he immediately froze.

After a moment, he suddenly came to his senses and asked suspiciously, "Surely, you are not lying to me, are you?"

The mother said with a flattering expression, "Ms. Zhao, you really misunderstood my mother. Do I dare to talk nonsense about this kind of thing? You also know that one has some 'representation' with the Lan Ju girl in our building! If you don't believe it, I'll take you to have a look when he enters the building through the back door. Think about it, if the mother really has the courage to lie to you, how could she let you sit for so long to lie to you?

Mr. Zhao, who was slightly fat, changed his face quickly, and then immediately stood up from the table and said, "No, today I suddenly remembered that I was still in a hurry. I'll go first." After saying that, he walked out of the door without even saying hello to the entourage he brought, as if he was really running away like he was in a hurry!

The entourage he brought was stunned and quickly followed.

From beginning to end, outsiders didn't know anything, and they didn't know what the mother said to the stubborn Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, who refused, ran away.

"Girls, I'm picking up customers outside the building..." The mother took a breath, shouted casually at her throat, and then twisted her waist and walked towards the backyard. The charming waist between the twists swayed with a unique amorous feelings.

"Sister... Sister... Sister..."

Before arriving at Xiaoyanju, Zaoer ran all the way and shouted excitedly.

Song Yi stood in front of the attic and looked at the scenery. Qingyan sat on the steps outside the door holding her chin and waited boredly. Hearing Zao'er's excited shouts from afar, Qingyan suddenly stood up.

Song Yi was slightly certain in his heart and whispered to himself, "It's done!"

Du Qingyan didn't hear it, so when she saw Zao'er appear in sight, she immediately greeted her and asked anxiously, "How's it going? Tell your sister, is it done?

Zao'er ran too fast. At this time, she was out of breath. She bent down and gasped hard. She didn't have time to answer Du Qingyan's question. She remembered that a flower-like lady's face was slightly ruddy. She stretched out her hand to help Zaoer caress her back and straightened out her breath.

After panting for a while, Zaoer raised her tender face and said happily, "Sister... Let's go... I saw Mr. Zhao run fast after listening to his mother's words... Run away..."

Du Qingyan was stunned with joy and suddenly turned his head to Song Yi and shouted happily, "Song Gongzi, do you hear that? Your method really works!" The happy look on her face seemed to scare off a person she hated with her own usage.

"I heard it." Song Yi smiled faintly.

"Sister..." Zao'er suddenly shouted with a twisted expression.

"Well, what else is the matter, Zao'er?" Du Qingyan was overjoyed and forgot about rouge.

"There is no... It's all right." Zao'er's heart suddenly sank, her face collapsed slightly, and her excited expression disappeared in an instant.

When Du Qingyan saw Zao'er's sudden aggrieved look, he immediately patted his forehead and said, "Oh, I'm so happy that I almost forgot. Zaoer, wait, I'll help you get the rouge."

"Thank you, sister!" Zao'er immediately changed into a happy expression and shouted sweetly.

"You ghost girl..." Du Qingyan gently flicked Zao'er's forehead with her fingers, and then turned around and ran into her room to get the rouge of the Bianzhou city woman's favorite Yanyunzhai.

A moment later, Du Qingyan took a beautifully decorated box and handed it to Zaoer, "That! Here you are, the little girl is young and has a good taste.

Zao'er held this exquisite box and guessed that it must be rouge. Her eyes narrowed into a crack and said sweetly to Du Qingyan, "Thank you, sister. My sister is so good."

Then he ran like flying.

"This girl!" Du Qingyan laughed and scolded angrily.

Du Qingyan was about to turn around and talk to Song Yi and ask him how he came up with such an idea. Suddenly, he saw Song Yi's eyebrows move slightly and looked behind him. She couldn't help turning around and saw her mother with a majestic face walking up to Xiao Yanju.

"Song Gongzi, can you talk to your mother alone?" The mother walked to Du Qingyan and touched Du Qingyan's green silk dotingly, but asked Song Yi with an inquiring expression on her face.

"Yes." Song Yi nodded calmly and guessed that his mother wanted to talk to him alone.