Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 75
Shen Yuyun ignored the bustards, and didn't use the turtle slave to lead the way, and walked to the Jiaofang by the familiar path, obviously a regular visitor of this place.

The old bustard smiled, her face was full of blush and powder, she didn't mind Shen Yuyun's aloof attitude at all, she still joked to herself: "Let's talk about it, sir, you..."

"There's no waiting here!" Shen Yuyun casually threw an ingot of gold into the old bustard's arms.

The old bustard hurriedly caught it, and quietly winked at the turtle slaves.

Everyone dared not follow.

The old bustard stood under the corridor, watching Shen Yuyun walking towards Peitong's boudoir, his eyes couldn't help but fixate on the girl beside him.

As a procuress in a brothel, I have seen as many girls of all colors as a cow's hair, and it would be aggravating to describe a woman who shows off her class like this as rare.

This is a fairy who exists in the sky and exists on the ground!

It's a pity that he belongs to the uncle.

I don't know what the uncle means by bringing a girl here today?
Don't let someone else come to break up with Peitong?
The old bustard frowned, with a bad premonition in his heart.

Yan Yan silently followed behind Shen Yuyun, walking in the winding corridor of the Jiaofang.

She could clearly hear the sound of singing and dancing in the private rooms around her, mixed with the whispering of clients.

Almost everyone kept Shen Yuyun at arm's length.

These people obviously knew his identity, but no one came forward to strike up a conversation with him, and even when discussing him behind his back, they deliberately kept their voices low.

Yan Yan noticed that these portraits were very jealous of Shen Yuyun.

It seems that the uncle of the Haofu caravan is considered a famous figure in Lu Wu Chengli.

Perhaps it was because of Shen Yuyun that when Yanyan was a young girl, no one dared to point fingers at her when she came to visit brothels in a big way.

In the human society in the mountains and seas, large and small tribal territories have been ruled by kings or sects for hundreds of years, and ritual constraints have long been formed.

In this world, a woman's behavior is too loose, and she will also be criticized by the society, especially the blatant visits to brothels, which really hinder her reputation.

But Yu Yanyan's reputation is really the least important thing outside his body.

She didn't plan to settle down in Luwu City, so why would she want reputation!
In fact, after entering the brothel, Yan Yan felt quite fresh.

Mainly because she lived in two worlds, she still stepped into Fengyuechang for the first time.

In the past, I always heard that this place is so sloppy and free-spirited, but when I came in, Yanyan was a little disappointed.

This place looks glamorous and chic from the outside, but when you walk in it, although it is full of feasting and feasting, the details are rough and scribbled.

Just like the flower girl in this place, although she is dressed brightly and has a pink face and red makeup, she is really standing next to a lady from a rich family who has been brought up in a deep house.

The most terrible thing is the air here, there is a strong fragrance of low-quality cosmetics floating around, that smell is not as good as the earth's mosquito repellent toilet water, it is irritating and painful.

It wasn't until he followed Shen Yuyun into an accordion that the strong smell got better.

As soon as the two of them stepped through the door, a pink figure rushed forward, and plunged into Shen Yuyun's arms.

When Yanyan looked over, the two of them were already hugging each other, and the scene was in full swing...

She is air at the moment.

The girls in this place are really unrestrained.

For Yan Yan who likes to watch uncensored European and American movies, there is no difficulty in accepting this kind of thing.

Going straight to the table, she poured herself a cup of tea and picked out a pastry.

When the first wave of enthusiasm of the two people at the door subsided, half of the plate of pea yellow in front of Yanyan was gone, and the tea soup was refilled.

Shen Yuyun put his arms around the beauty's waist and came to the table, seeing that there was still a piece of snack on the corner of Yanyan's lips, he laughed and scolded: "You are familiar with yourself."

Yanyan swallowed the snack in her mouth: "What else? Enjoy your performance?"

Shen Yuyun: "..."

Where did this girl grow up? There is no shame at all!

However, Yanyan's non-tweaking and non-pretentious demeanor made Shen Yuyun look at her differently.

He could see that this girl wasn't just pretending, she really didn't care about fame and the like.

Usually, a girl with such a character is either from a caravan, or she is a female disciple who has a good cultivation in the Xiuxian sect and was pampered by the master's sect.

But the girl in front of me obviously doesn't like both, yet she has such an unrestrained temperament...

Shen Yuyun became more and more curious about Yanyan's background.

He was sure that this girl had a background!
When I go back, I have to let Lord Hong check it out.

Shen Yuyun was thinking in his heart, when his chest was pulled lightly by a weak and boneless little hand, Pei Tong's graceful voice sounded in his ears:
"My house has newly replaced the silver silk curtain with silk gauze, which is my uncle's favorite bimu cloud pattern. The box of goose pear incense that my uncle gave me last time, my house has been reluctant to use it, so I carved a sandalwood incense ball in my free time. , You can hang the incense in the tent."

"Admiring the curling and dissipating green smoke through the silver veil, it is both elegant and interesting, and I just wait for the uncle to appreciate it."

When Peitong spoke, his brows and eyes were slightly drooped, revealing a fair and slender neck, and he seemed to have an extremely shy and gentle posture, which was very pitiful.

It's just that the lowered eyebrows are quietly turned towards Yanyan.

In fact, ever since Yanyan entered the door, Peitong had noticed her.

There is no way not to pay attention, this woman's appearance is too eye-catching.As the oiran of Hongxiu Tianxiang Building, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself when she stood in front of this woman, how could she not be jealous of this face!
Even with the picky eyes of women looking at women, Yanyan's face can't find any flaws.Not to mention that she has a kind of free and easy style that ordinary women don't have.

In fact, Yanyan's appearance is neither provocative nor glamorous nor charming, it is not the kind of particularly rich and gorgeous beauty.

On the contrary, she was born with a beautiful nose and sandalwood mouth, and her black eyebrows and starry eyes still reveal a bit of elegance, gentle and delicate.

But meeting her dark eyes, her aura immediately changed.

In those bright Yan pupils, there are seven points of agility and three points of sharpness, and the sharpness is exactly [-]% sharp in one place.

Ordinary men would immediately back off after just one glance, knowing that they couldn't afford to provoke them.

The sharp man wants to touch the saber in his waist with just one glance, and can't wait to harvest this thorny rose.

Peitong, who is an oiran, knows that for such a woman, a man will engrave her deeply in his heart just by looking at her.

From then on, she was the cinnabar in that man's heart, the tender land in his dream...

Peitong felt that since Yan Yan stepped into her room, the confidence she had built up for so many years was immediately wiped out by this woman's frown and smile, leaving only deep fear and nothingness left.

She is like a lamb who has no strength to fight back. Her delicious meat is her last capital.

Only the red tent is her only home game, where she can regain some of her former self-confidence.

Therefore, Peitong couldn't wait to drag Shen Yuyun into the inner room, and hurriedly wanted to return to his own home court.

The air was filled with a decadent smell, and men and women were covered with sweat.

Peitong lay greedily on Shen Yuyun's chest, her fingers gently caressed the man's firm abdominal muscles unconsciously, under the navel...

On the man's dantian, there is an ugly old scar, like a big hideous centipede, lying on the man's firm and flat abdomen.

Peitong just touched the scar when Shen Yuyun suddenly grabbed his hand.

　Babes, guess what is Shen Yuyun's real identity?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)