Chapter 12
"Sister, why did you come here?"

At that time, Murong Zhen was standing under a huge plaque with the words "Yixia Pavilion" written on it, looking up at this dilapidated brothel.

That's right, it's a brothel.

As the most popular place for many time travelers, Murong Zhen, the most vulgar person in the world, made his first stop here.

It's not that she has a special liking for this or has some similar dreams in it, but that she has already got a general understanding of the capital during the three days since she left Xiangguo Mansion, and found that this brothel is indeed a place for her at present. , the best choice.

As for the legendary rules, etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, they have always had no deterrent effect on people who travel through time, let alone Murong Zhen, who is the most deviant and unacceptable person in the modern world.

She turned around and looked at Murong Yao who appeared in front of her. She couldn't tell what kind of expression she had on her face, but she just looked at him quietly for a while, and then said, "I'm curious and want to take a look, maybe I will understand second brother Why do you like to linger in these places so much?"

Murong Yao's face froze involuntarily, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he pulled Murong Zhen away from the entrance of the Qixia Pavilion in his first reaction, and his face, which has never been intimidating, rarely showed seriousness, a little helpless and a little bit Annoyed, he gritted his teeth and said, "How can you come to this kind of place as a girl? Also, do you know that because of your sudden departure, the whole house has become a mess?"

"Oh? The mansion is in chaos, second brother, are you still in the mood to go shopping in Flower Street?"

Murong Yao twitched the corners of his mouth again, and pulled Murong Zhen to the most hidden corner, then stopped and turned to look at her, but he still held her tightly without letting go, "Okay sister, you'd better hurry up with me!" Go back, the day of your wedding with His Royal Highness King Ning is coming soon, don't even find the bride when the time comes, and you will make it easier for others!"

"Why is it cheaper for others?" Murong Zhen raised his eyebrows lightly, but for a moment he didn't understand what Murong Yao wanted to express.

However, when it comes to this, Murong Yao has an extremely depressed expression as if he has stepped on a dog, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Those bastards dared to attack you in a fair way before, but now you suddenly I just left somehow, isn't it just as they wanted? They are not in a hurry to find you, but are discussing whether it is possible for our fourth sister to marry into Prince Ning's mansion instead of you!"

Murong Zhen squeezed the edge of the burden, his eyes flickered with an ambiguous light, looked at Murong Yao and said: "What kind of shit, since King Ning chose me as his concubine in such a joking way, why not now?" Is it that easy to change the candidate?"

"Who said they intend to change King Ning's mind? They want Murong Xin to marry you as you, and when the raw rice is cooked, even if King Ning knows it, it's just a counterfeit. Is it possible for him to return the goods? Besides, King Ning will not turn against the Xiangguo Mansion for such a trivial matter. I am afraid that even the few nobles in the palace will be more happy that King Ning is married to the Xiangguo Mansion. Miss, not you, a concubine who wants status but no status, status but no status."

What Murong Yao said was really merciless. After he said it, he suddenly closed his mouth as if he was awakened, and looked at Murong Zhen dumbfounded. In terms of sympathy, he didn't even have the slightest expression similar to sadness, so he couldn't help being stunned.

He poked his own head with the folding fan in his hand, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at his younger sister who seemed to be indifferent but thoughtful, and at last he let out a "hey" forcefully, pulled her and looked directly in the direction of Xiangguo's mansion Walking, even Huajie gave up shopping for the time being.

Murong Zhen looked down at the hand being held, and looked up at Murong Yao's drunken face. What she felt was his warm and dry palms. Such hands holding her suddenly made her feel inexplicably Arrived a little warmer.

Then, she flipped her wrist, broke free from the palm of that hand, stood still, ignoring Murong Yao's surprised expression, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said leisurely: "If they want to marry into Prince Ning's mansion, let them marry well." I'm not interested in being Princess Ning at all."

Murong Yao was even more astonished, his eyes widened as if he didn't know his own sister, and he said in a half-paying manner: "How...how could it be? Didn't you be very happy before? You are counting the days every day, looking forward to The time to marry King Ning has come quickly."

"That was before, I'm not interested now." Murong Zhen said without changing his expression.

So Murong Yao was in a mess, standing there staring at Murong Zhen, swaying left and right, his eyes wandering in a trance, as if he didn't understand the situation at all.

When he came back to his senses, there was no shadow of Murong Zhen in front of his eyes, indeed there was not even a shadow.

"Alas? Where are people?"

What about people?

The man had already run back to the Yixia Pavilion, this time he did not stand at the door to attract attention, but slipped in quickly.

"Oh, whose family's eldest girl are you? Why did you come to my Qixia Pavilion? Oh, hey, you are really pretty, girl, what do you want to do here?"

The legendary bustard twisted her body and swayed in front of Murong Zhen, still yawning drowsily, but when she saw Murong Zhen's stunning face, she suddenly woke up, staring at her with shining eyes, and approached her , he almost didn't directly ask her if she would like to come to the Qixia Pavilion to be an oiran.

Murong Zhen turned her eyes around the old procuress, and found that she was quite different from what she had imagined. Not only did she not have thick makeup and a strong fragrance, but she just appeared in front of Murong Zhen with her face up to the sky. In front of him, his complexion was a little dark, but he did not lose that charming charm. It seemed a bit wasteful to be a bustard.

With a "bang", Murong Zhen took off the burden on his back and placed it on the table next to him. The melodious knocking sound of gold and silver made the procuress next to him blink even if he didn't see the contents of the burden. The room lights up.

(End of this chapter)

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