Poisonous girls are hard to find: the king's arrogant favorite concubine

Chapter 77

"Miss, wouldn't it be fine to go out dressed as a woman, and go out dressed as a man? If the second lady finds out, she won't know if she will cause trouble on purpose." Fu Rong said worriedly.

"Don't worry, they will always pay attention to us."

Furong was a little helpless, Ding Jiuxi went out in men's clothes, it seemed a bit ridiculous to do this, but Furong saw the young lady's happy face, and couldn't bear to say the words of rejection.

Finally, Furong turned around and started to prepare.

The carriage stopped quietly at the back door of the General's Mansion, and even the attached guards didn't know where they went.

I saw two thin men's figures sneaking out to the back door of the general's mansion, stepping into the carriage that had already been quietly waiting by the side.

"Miss, where are we going?"

Ding Jiuxi hastily pulled Fu Rong out before she was fully dressed, so she could only blindly adjust her fake beard.

"This thing is really awkward. I don't know that those men have beards on their faces every day. Don't you feel panicked?"

Furong looked unnatural and disgusted.

"Hey, just bear with it. It won't be long anyway. I just want to go out for a stroll. I'll choose a restaurant to eat later."

Ding Jiuxi opened a corner of the curtain, and his eyes traveled outside the curtain. Although he didn't look at any place carefully, he didn't listen to any sound, but just looking out at such a lively scene, Ding Jiuxi felt warm in his heart of.

Before Fu Rong prepared the warning, she was stuffed back into her stomach by the sudden stop of the carriage before she could say it.

The horse was frightened and screamed, Ding Jiuxi's hair crown was almost crooked, but fortunately Ding Jiuxi held it up in time.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, Miss, are you injured?" Fu Rong shook her head and looked at Ding Jiuxi nervously.

"What's the matter?" Ding Jiuxi didn't answer Fu Rong either, and poked his head out after lifting the curtain.

"I'm sorry, Xiaogang turned the corner and was startled by someone rushing over." The coachman approached the lady next to his mouth, but Ding Jiuxi stopped him with a look.

Ding Jiuxi didn't intend to pursue it either, and looked at the perpetrator. "Amount..." Ding Jiuxi was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Young master, are you injured?" The words sounded like they were concerned, but coupled with the light smile on the other side's face, no matter how Ding Jiuxi looked at it, it looked like a joke.

"I'm fine." Ding Jiuxi really didn't know how to answer for a while, but he immediately remembered that his men's clothes had changed at this time, and he was still dressed differently from the previous Jiu Gongzi. The other party must not have recognized him. And secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Mo Ziqing, however, recognized this as Young Master Jiu at a glance, "Hey, don't go, you're fine, why don't you ask me if I'm okay?"

Ding Jiuxi was stunned by these words. "Then may I ask you, sir, are you injured?"

"It seems to be a little uncomfortable. The young master's posture seems to be going away. If I feel uncomfortable, how can I find you?" The corner of Ding Jiuxi's mouth twitched. The prince always played his own cleverness like this.

"Since we've already reached the gate of Piaoxiangju, why don't I treat you to a meal as compensation." Ding Jiuxi said speechlessly.

"It's so boring to just have a meal. Besides, I dare not say that I have finished eating the restaurants in the capital. I probably have eaten a lot of them. They are not fresh." Mo Ziqing couldn't help joking.

Seeing the prince's picky and disgusted expression, Ding Jiuxi really wanted to roll his eyes, although he was telling the truth.

"What does that mean, Mr. Yi?" Ding Jiuxi said very speechlessly

"Let's go to Lichunyuan." Mo Ziqing made his decision.

Mo Ziqing jumped off the horse without any explanation, and happily came to the side of the carriage to get on the carriage.

"what!"

"what!"

Both Fu Rong and Ding Jiuxi were caught off guard by Mo Ziqing's sudden move.

"Go to the brothel!" Mo Ziqing quickly stopped Ding Jiuxi.

"What's the matter with the man going to the brothel? Are you like this?" Mo Ziqing said in a somewhat ostentatious manner.

"Uh, uh, I mean, it's still daytime." Ding Jiuxi didn't want to go.

"What's the matter during the day, isn't it good to go to listen to the music and watch the dance! Do you have any other needs?" Mo Ziqing pointed at Ding Jiuxi with a smirk on his face, and Ding Jiuxi felt uncomfortable when he laughed. .

"Young master, let's go back." Furong also saw Ding Jiuxi's embarrassment, how could this brothel be the place where her own lady went, even though it was men's clothing, it felt awkward even thinking about it.

"You are going to leave without asking me whether I agree or not. You bumped into me, and I didn't ask you to pay for it. I just want you to listen to the music with me. Do you mind?" Mo Ziqing would not let go. Over the ninth son who appeared in front of him now.

"Then let's go." Ding Jiuxi bit the bullet, and agreed with a slap in the face.

"You go back first." Ding Jiuxi told Furong not to follow, but told Furong to go back first.

The main thing is that Ding Jiuxi is afraid that Furong will be recognized, and it will be difficult for him to do things as the Ninth Young Master in the future.

"That's right, life should be enjoyed in a timely manner." Mo Ziqing jumped into the carriage and sat in front of the carriage gracefully, not disdainful.

The carriage arrived at the gate of Lichun Court without haste, and there were bursts of applause from inside.

The girls of Lichunyuan are also enthusiastically attracting guests.

The carriage driving over in front of the door was not unusual, but the Young Master in front of the carriage seemed to be a man of some sort, either rich or noble.

These Yingying and Yanyan surrounded Mo Ziqing's face without stopping the carriage, and the silk scarf in their hands kept brushing over Mo Ziqing's face, making it itchy.

"Young master, why don't you come in and have a drink with Shao Yao?"

"My lord, let me go listen to the song, I promise you will like it."

"What's the situation inside, why is it so lively?"

With a wave of his big hand, Mo Ziqing marked out a crowded road for this group of rouge and gouache.

This is pitiful for Ding Jiuxi. Ding Jiuxi gritted his teeth secretly. Didn't he see anyone behind him? He didn't leave the way!
This Mo Ziqing is really His Royal Highness, don't you think about other people's feelings?

Entering the hall, there are too many people, this is a brothel, there are really not many people.

"This girl plays the pipa so delicately, the tune should feel smooth to the end, but I don't know why I heard a choked-up pause."

"Do you still know the rhythm?" Mo Ziqing was looking straight at the handsome and somewhat surprisingly Ninth Young Master beside him this time. Although he had a bit of a beard, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his grade was not very old.

"I don't understand, let's feel it. I feel that this thing usually goes straight to my heart without any modification. What do you think?"

Ding Jiuxi said with some emotion.

"Young master is right. The person who is performing now is the oiran of Lichunyuan. Most of the people who watch her performance here are just for her title and reputation. How many people can understand her? Listen to the song, understand her heart." After Mo Ziqing heard it, he suddenly became serious.

"It's how many people care. If they care, they will understand it. If they don't care, why should they understand it?" Ding Jiuxi said casually, but his heart ached inexplicably.

She also used to foolishly think that someone understood her heart and dedication, but she was taken advantage of by some sluts.

"My lords, invite the VIP room upstairs, it's very noisy and chaotic downstairs." The old procuress saw Mo Ziqing and the others as soon as they entered the door with sharp eyes, and she always saw those gorgeous decorations in her eyes.

"Yes, let's sit upstairs."

"Young master, please." The old bustard smiled obsequiously.

When they came to the room, the sound of the Oiran girl's piano could be heard clearly, but the noise of the crowd suddenly became much quieter.

"You two young masters, if you need something, just ask."

"Let's have some tea first, don't disappoint the girl with such a good piano sound." Ding Jiuxi said to the old bustard.

"My son, you don't cherish the sound of the piano in general, but it doesn't look like cherishing it from your expression. What is it more like?"

Mo Ziqing looked at Ding Jiuxi's face seriously, and thought carefully.

It was somewhat awkward for Ding Jiuxi to be stared at like this, so he quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, we've come all the way, I haven't asked what the young master's name is yet."

"For me, you can call me whatever you want."

"Isn't that good? My surname is Yang. What's your surname?"

"Just call me Mr. Gao. Gao Fushuai is just like me, isn't it very appropriate?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Ziqing laughed out loud, and Fu Rong snickered beside him.

"Master Gao, you really boast of being extraordinary."

"No, I'm not bragging, but I'm confident. The young master is also handsome, but there is a hint of yin, somewhat less masculine, which is easy to misunderstand." Mo Ziqing's eyes were a little strange.

"Why did you misunderstand?" Ding Jiuxi asked
"She's pretty girly, and there's always some sadness in her words. Even if she smiles, the corners of her mouth still seem to be pulled by something. You're not happy." Mo Ziqing leaned on the chair, looking like an old physiognomy. The way he looks at the picture speaks eloquently.

"Is there? Why didn't I feel that I was worried." Ding Jiuxi didn't expect Mo Ziqing to be quite accurate in seeing people, so he quickly restrained his emotions a little.

"Why don't we come to the bar, and when I drink you down, you won't think I'm a woman anymore, this is the true pride of a man!" Mo Ziqing said with a smile.

"Okay, it's exactly what I want. It's perfect for drinking with this flowing pipa." Ding Jiuxi said coolly.

"Go and prepare some good wine." Ding Jiuxi said to a woman in a brothel.

Ding Jiuxi thought to himself, "Just kidding, it would be even worse if you got drunk. Letting you know that I am a daughter will be even more serious."

"The true nature of a man is reflected on the battlefield, and the other is wine. Wine is a good manifestation indirectly." After finishing speaking, Mo Ziqing burst out laughing.

"Then I'll have to take a good look at Mr. Gao's drinking capacity later." Ding Jiuxi was not afraid to dig a deeper hole.

(End of this chapter)