Chapter 68 Searching for people in the brothel

Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun for a while, and then got up and left. Before leaving, he kissed Murong Xun on the top of his head and said softly, "Come back after finishing the things here!"

Murong Xun looked at the still shaking window, and his mind was blank. No, don't drop your heart. Never worry about yourself for a man.

The next day, Murong Xun got up very early. When Yan Yu entered to serve Murong Xun to wash, she had already got up and saw that Murong Xun's eyes were a little blue. She thought that she didn't sleep well at night. Yan Yu smiled and said, "Miss, didn't you sleep well last night? But do you miss the prince?"

Yan Yu made fun of her unintentional joke. Unexpectedly, it was Murong Xun's heart. Murong Xun rose a touch of annoyance. She took a look at Yan Yu and said lightly, "If you miss Zhao Hui, just go back!"

Yan Yu handed the veil to Murong Xun with a smile and saw through her mind. The smile on Yan Yu's lips was even brighter. "What about the lady? Why did you pull it on the maidservant?" Looking at Murong Xun's tightly squeezed cherry lips, Yan Yu said again, "Master Xiang's body is getting better day by day, Miss If we miss the prince, we can go back to the royal palace. The prince must be very happy!"

Murong Xun threw the comb in his hand on the table, "It's getting bigger and smaller!"

Yan Yu smiled and said, "If the young lady doesn't like what the maidservant said, the maidservant won't say it, but if the maidservant doesn't say it, the young lady doesn't want to think about it?" Looking at Murong Xun's increasingly cold face, Yan Yu quickly stopped talking and changed the topic and said, "Miss, we have been back to Xiangfu for a few days, and the young lady has never come out. I've been there. Shall we go out tonight?

Murong Xun held his head with one hand and nodded.

If you think that you will see this image, Yan Yu will not suggest Murong Xun to go shopping.

Yingge looked at the figure in front of him and wondered, "Isn't that the King of Qin?"

Yan Yu followed Yingge's eyes. Who is the man walking in front of him who is not the king of Qin? I saw that he was wearing a white brocade robe tonight and holding a jade bone fan in his hand. The more and more jade trees were facing the wind. He was romantic and unrestrained, but he was a little talented. The king of Qin was originally handsome, and if there was no domineering on his body, how could he not make the women in the world fall in love with it!

Yan Yu took a closer look. It was just the place where the King of Qin went... Why is it Xinghuaju?

Several exposed beauties in front of them have already grabbed Zhao Ling and pushed him in.

No, my lord, the young lady is here. If you go in, I can't help you! Yan Yu roared silently in his heart!

But why didn't the king of Qin not make up, but happily hugged a prostitute and strode in. I don't know what he said in the prostitute's ear, which made the prostitute tremble with laughter.

Yan Yu gritted his teeth and only looked at Yingge and said, "You must have read it wrong. How could the King of Qin come here?" She is no longer afraid to look at Murong Xun's face.

He secretly glanced at Murong Xun, and Yan Yu was surprised. Why was the young lady's face so calm? Is it more sad than the death of the heart?

"Miss..." Yan Yu shouted tentatively, "Men are acting outside. It can't be true. The prince is sincere to the young lady, and the young lady is the princess. What are those women! Ah!" He was pinched by Yingge on his waist. Yan Yu looked sideways at Murong Xun's face, which was getting darker and darker. Did he get darker and darker?

Yan Yu quickly closed his mouth and followed Murong Xun closely.

Murong Xun walked to a jewelry stall, picked up a colorful phoenix hairpin on a blue background and looked at it. She looked at Yan Yu behind her and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to come out and have a look? Why is there nothing to say when you get here? Does this hairpin look good? Can you buy it back for the master?

Yan Yu secretly looked at Murong Xun's face. How could Miss pretend that nothing had happened? At that moment, he said with a wry smile, "Miss, why don't we go back?"

"Why? It's not easy to come out. We have to have a good time before we go back!" Murong Xun picked up a red plum hairpin and looked at it in his hand.

"This one!" Yingge said solemnly.

"What?" Murong Xun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a hairpin for your fifth aunt? I thought this red one was good!" The warblers said indifferently.

"I think it's good, too. Pay for it!" Murong Xun put the hairpin in Yan Yu's hand and walked towards another stall.

Yan Yu paid the money and quickly followed, but saw Murong Xun's figure stop in front of Xing Huaju. Yan Yu was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward a few steps to Murong Xun's side and asked with a smile, "Is Miss going to go in and catch the King of Qin?"

Murong Xun's eyes moved slightly, ripples like the bright moon in the sky, with a hint of mischief. She smiled slightly, looked at Yingge behind her and asked, "Do you want to go to the brothel?"

Yingge nodded expressionlessly, "I want to!"

Yan Yu stared at Yingge, patted her, and scolded her softly, "What are you messing with?"

Murong Xun looked up at the words Xing Huaju. It seemed that he had smelled the smell of powder from it, and said to the two maids faintly, "Let's go!"

When he arrived at the door of Xinghuaju, Murong Xun stepped in. Several gorgeous prostitutes at the door were stunned for a moment. Before they could react, they saw that several people had entered.

Men go to the brothel to have fun. What about women? Either he recommended himself to the brothel to pick up guests, or the lady of that family came to smash the scene.

As soon as Murong Xun entered the apricot flower house, she attracted everyone's attention. She was not the kind of amazing and beautiful woman, but she had a clear and indifferent temperament on her body, which made her look cold. In this group of warblers and swallows, her temperament became more and more outstanding.

It just seems that she is an inaccessible master. Several men who are interested in Murong Xun just look at her with their eyes, but they dare not come forward after all.

"This girl, if you want to play in a brothel, please change your clothes first. If you come to find fault, you are in the wrong place!" The old lady came up and looked at Murong Xun and said with a sneer.

The strong smell of rouge on her body made Murong Xun a little uncomfortable. She took a step back and smiled, "I'm not here to play or find fault, I'm here to find someone!"

"Oh?" The old lady looked at Murong Xun without a trace and sneered, "I don't know who the girl is looking for?"

"Of course, she is the most popular girl here!" Murong Xun said lightly.

The somupe smiled and said, "Our girl here doesn't accompany women!" While talking, a turtle slave said something in the pup's ear. The smile on the pup's face stiffened. He walked to Murong Xun in a few steps and said with a smile, "I offended the girl, upstairs. A guest invited the girl upstairs to have a chat!"

Murong Xun glanced at the old pimp faintly and followed a turtle slave to an elegant room on the second floor. The sound of the piano inside came out, which was very pleasant, indicating that the player's mood was quite peaceful, and the sound of the piano was very smooth, indicating that he was also a person who was proficient in rhythm.

After the turtle opened the five-color bead curtain, he bowed down and retreated. Murong Xun slowly stepped in and saw that Zhao Ling was sitting at the table, with a cup of tea in front of him, listening attentively to the sound of the piano.

Not far from Zhao Ling, a woman in white was playing the piano. She was completely intoxicated with the sound of her piano, so that she did not find Murong Xun enter. Murong Xun looked at the woman with a faint familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember when he had seen her.

Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun with a slight smile and motioned Murong Xun to sit down and listen to the piano.

Murong Xun sneered in her heart. She remembered that Zhao Ling had only been in love last night. Tonight, she came to the brothel to look for flowers and ask Liu. She remembered that when she had just married Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling made a promise, and the sarcasm on Murong Xun's lips became more and more obvious.

Zhao Ling had a frank face, and there was no embarrassment inside. He narrowed his eyes slightly and was intoxicated in the sound of the piano.

Murong Xun didn't say anything and listened quietly. The sound of the piano seemed to be magical, which gradually calmed her irritable heart.

After half a ring, with the end of the last note, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Murong Xunshi just looked at the woman stroking the piano in front of her and raised her head. A silk silk covered her face, but the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were faintly visible, and she was not young. Murong Xun was puzzled in his heart. The brothel was not a place that valued affectionate. The prostitutes ate the meal of youth. The older prostitutes were a little beautiful to fill the house as a concubine. If they were ordinary, they were kicked out and might even become beggars.

It's just why this woman still stays here?

He saw Murong Xun's doubts, but Zhao Ling had nothing to explain. He looked at the woman in white and smiled gently. He pointed to Murong Xun and said, "This is my princess. I have always wanted to introduce her to you. I didn't expect that she came by herself!"

The woman in white looked at Murong Xun, and a faint smile came from behind the silk. She said, "It's very beautiful!"

Zhao Ling was a little proud. She straightened her chest and smiled around Murong Xun's shoulder, "My princess is naturally beautiful!"

After going back and there, Murong Xun understood that Zhao Ling and the woman in white were not an ordinary relationship between prostitutes and prostitutes. It seemed that the relationship between the two was quite familiar, and now they were more and more interested in the identity of the woman.

The woman in white stepped forward a few steps, took out a jade pendant from her arms and put it in Murong Xun's hand, and said, "I don't have anything valuable on my body, that is, I will give you this jade pendant that I have been carrying since I was a child. In the future, the prince will bother you to take care of it!"

This is the instructions of the elders to the younger generation. Murong Xun didn't know how to reply for a moment. Zhao Ling, who was beside him, took Murong Xun's hand, looked at the woman in white and said, "That's all for today. I'll come to see you another day!"

The woman in white nodded and reluctantly sent Murong Xun and Zhao Ling out.