Phoenix Queen

"Unexpectedly, there are people who know me!" Yaohun was also a little surprised, and slowly turned to look at Yu Qingge, "You look so young, how do you know me?"

The demon soul slowly approached Yu Qingge, raised its hand to hook Yu Qingge's chin, and the silver-white hair suddenly danced wildly, like a colorful heavy snow, "Senior's name... Qingge has heard it Passed!"

"Qingge?" There was an indistinct emotion in Yaohun's purple pupils. The next moment, Yaohun slapped Yu Qingge with a backhand. Fortunately, that slap did not add internal strength. It's not that she really wants her life, "How dare you lie to me? Chunyu Qingge died long ago, not even a bone left."

After being slapped, Yu Qingge was not annoyed, and smiled and saluted the demon soul, "Thank you for your mercy, senior. Although this junior is also called Qingge, his surname is not Chunyu...not Chunyu, who is the queen guarding the queen today." Mengna's sister, senior, you have really wronged me..."

Yaohun looked at Yu Qingge a few more times, and his heart was filled with confusion. He soon lost interest in her and stopped pursuing her further.

The person in front of him is really the weirdest person Mu Chen has ever seen in his life. She has a young girl's face but also old man's hair, which is already strange enough. However, what is even weirder is her pair of eyes... ...Her pupils are different from the black or dark brown of ordinary people, but actually have a deep purple luster...

"What are you looking at? Don't come with me!" The ghost dragged Lin Ruansi again.

"Master, where are you going?" Lin Ruansi's voice dropped a little unconsciously, and she hardly dared to look directly into the eyes of the demon soul.In front of the demon soul, Lin Ruansi was completely like a cat that has seen a mouse.

Yaohun didn't answer, and walked ahead on his own. Yu Qingge looked between Mu Chen and Yaohun, hesitated a bit, and followed Yaohun.

"Damn!" Mu Chen was in a hurry, "The old woman...you come first, first come first, don't you know? I'm waiting for help, I see how you take her away today?"

After all, Mu Chen once again charged towards the demon soul with a knife.

There was a faint fragrance in the air.After taking a sip, Mu Chen's eyes went dark, he lost all strength, and the next moment, he passed out.

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When Qian'an was leaving, she happened to meet Jiu Rong, did this stubborn woman finally smooth out her sharpness in the brothel?Look at the eyes that are no longer as brilliant as before.Qian'an sighed secretly. When Chu Chu was selling the brothel, there was still a look on her face that made people unable to look directly at the morning glow, but now...is it dark?

Jiurong has been in Hongluan Pavilion for a long time, but this is the first time she has seen Qian'an dressed like this...

He gave a wry smile.Qian'an also looked down at the brocade clothes on her body, this dress.After leaving this pavilion, no woman would show such a surprised expression when wearing it, but it is different when it comes to her... It is already dirty, so it is no longer worthy of this pure white dress. Colored, isn't it?

On weekdays.Jiu Rong never had much friendship with anyone in the brothel, she was alone.She still has the pride she had before she fell into the brothel, even though it was extremely difficult, but she still sticks to the bottom line of being a gentleman. Qian'an also has a lot of contacts in Hongluan Pavilion, she is not like other girls Similarly, she was neither jealous nor willing to curry favor with the woman who became the number one woman in just three months after entering the building. However, for some reason, now, Qian'an suddenly wanted to say something.

"Is...is it weird?" Qian'an usurped the only pink peach blossom on the snow-white dress, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Yeah, how can I be worthy? Qian'an should only bloom in the night In the sky, it is extremely gorgeous and prosperous, such plain peach blossoms... can only be kept in my heart."

Seeing Qian'an's hands trembling, Jiu Rong frowned unconsciously, "A few days ago, you asked Die Er to teach you embroidery for...is it just such a peach blossom?"

Qian'an unexpectedly looked at Jiurong a few more times. In the Hongluan Pavilion, every night, she was drunk with money, who could notice who? The woman she was close to had seen through it at a glance!

"The silk and satin are also woven by your own silkworms, aren't you?" Although it was a question, Jiu Rong used a positive tone.

"He's gone... I'm afraid, he won't come again for a long time!" Qian'an looked up at the ceiling of Hongluan Pavilion, as if restraining something.

"He is as noble as a cloud, but you are as low as mud!" Such hurtful and mean words came from such an alluring face, Qian'an looked at Jiurong in disbelief, and her heart felt a horrific pain in an instant.

"..." Qian'an's lips turned pale, and she took a few steps back in her white clothes.

Even if he said such thorny words, Jiurong Qingcheng's face was still as calm as a spring of water. After a while, Jiurong suddenly asked, "How much do you love him?"

Unexpectedly, Jiurong would ask such a question so bluntly, Qian'an half-closed her eyes, as if meeting Jiurong for the first time, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Jiu Rong chuckled, approaching Qian'an step by step, his voice seemed to be bewitching, "Can you die for him? Can you betray your belief for him? You can hurt the person he hates for him ?"

Every time Jiurong asked, she took a step closer, and finally she put her fingertips on the peach blossom on Qian'an brocade clothes, "Is it okay?"

Slowly, Qian'an's tone became firm, and a pearl-like luster appeared in her eyes, "I can! I can! I really can!"

Qian'an pressed her chest, and every time she said yes, her tone became brighter, "But... maybe, I was never even given such a qualification!"

Jiurong laughed, and wrapped the woman around her around her, she leaned closer to Qian'an's ear, "Remember your words! Those days are actually...not far away!"

Until Jiurong left completely, Qian'an still stood there, inexplicably... She suddenly felt a chill, every wall of the Hongluan Pavilion seemed to have an extra eye, no matter when and where, While watching her, Qian'an shuddered, and reached out to hug herself gently.

The door was pushed open, it was the old bustard, and behind her was a young servant, who was holding several newly arrived silks and satins in his hands...

All of a sudden, sunlight came in through the crack of the door that the bustard pushed open, and it happened to shine on Qian'an's body. She took a few steps back, blocked the sunlight on her body with her hands, and stepped back into the shadow that the sunlight could not reach.

After finishing all these actions, Qian An suddenly stopped!

How long has it been since she has seen such a dazzling sunshine? Her body has adapted to working at night and sleeping during the day, so... She couldn't even accept the sunshine when it hugged her?In the end, her life can only be like this... She can't live in the sun for the rest of her life, she can only bloom in the dark night, she can only become a monster that puts an end to all pure and warm things, sinking and struggling in the darkness forever!

"Hey, Mr. Peach Blossom is gone, my dear." The old bustard walked up to Qian'an in a few steps, "Quick... go to bed quickly, don't be tired... My dear, you can't become haggard!"

Lightly comforted his face, yes...

The only thing she has left is this beautiful face. If she loses her beauty, then she will really have nothing!However, even this face is not the most outstanding. In the Hongluan Pavilion, she has already fallen from the top card position, not to mention that outside the Hongluan Pavilion, she has the same face as the emperor who has not stood up for many years. The empress and palace women are compared as fake women.

The bustard personally sent Jiurong into the room, watched her lie down, and then went out. When she reached the door, the bustard suddenly sighed. At that moment, the old bustard's face was no longer the usual philistine, as if an experience A wise man who has sacrificed everything, "Qian'an, some things are extravagant wishes... If the extravagant wishes are too real, you will have no way out."

"Thank you, Mom." Qian'an took the silk and satin newly sent by the bustard, and took off the white dress woven by raising silkworms by herself, staring at the peach blossom embroidery pattern on the white dress, Qian'an finally pressed the dress to the bottom of the box .

The old bustard shook her head and left. In the Hongluan Pavilion she opened, the girls in it were always willing. Anyone who is willing to enter the Hongluan Pavilion, as long as she has a face that the old bustard can see, then no matter what kind of identity she is The old bustard never asked about the purpose of entering the Hongluan Pavilion, and there is no such thing as redemption in her Hongluan Pavilion. As long as the girl wants to leave, she can leave at any time, even if the girl has passed the best time. Nianhua, as long as she can still make money, then the madam will not drive the girl away.

How many extraordinary women have been included in this Fang Hongluan Pavilion, even if they have not been investigated, but... this does not mean that this woman who is over forty years old does not know anything.

The old bustard yawned and rubbed her eyes. After so long, she should go to sleep. It is not an easy job to look up to others with a smile at night.

The boy was still holding the bolts of silk, the old bustard motioned him to put it down, and took out a few copper coins from his bosom and put them in the boy's hand, "Thank you!"

He tugged at the green brocade clothes, his eyes were as penetrating as gentle jade, this servant is none other than Ouyang Yixian who was kidnapped a few days ago, and he hasn't left yet!

Looking at Ouyang Yixian's face, the astonishing thoroughness in the man's eyes made him look like a banished fairy, the old bustard smiled charmingly and spun around Ouyang Yixian's body a few times, "Not bad, not bad... Hong Luan It’s not like the court doesn’t keep child prostitutes, would you like it?” After a pause, the old bustard continued, “Don’t you always call yourself poor? Do you know how much silver you can earn overnight after becoming a child prostitute? In this world... ...Everything is fake, only the real money in your hands is real." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is My biggest motivation.)