Don't mess with the second lady

Chapter 1

In Fengxiao Kingdom, in the winter of the second year of 430 in the Yuan calendar, the first emperor passed away, and the new emperor who was only 25 years old came to the throne.It is said that when the new emperor came to the throne, there was a vision in the sky. The colorful rays of light came from the east, and it looked like a dragon in the distance.Above the court hall, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty shouted long live, saying that this is God Bless Fengxiao Kingdom, and even God gave auspicious light for the new emperor's ascension to the throne.However, on the top of the Forbidden City, on top of the blue tiles, there is a man who stands alone in the world, and his plain white robe is swaying in the wind. He frowned as he looked at the distant glow, counted with his fingers, and within a moment he was shocked and let out a long sigh. "The number of catastrophes! The catastrophe that my Fengxiao country will destroy the country!"

Night, as cold as water.

The first snow since the beginning of winter finally fell, the snowflakes fluttered, and the whiteness all over the sky dyed the streets of Zhenhecheng into one color bit by bit.

The sudden heavy snow made Zhenhe City even more bleak. The bustling city during the day was empty at night, and there was no one to be seen. Occasionally, a few drunks passed by shouting, but it didn't add a little bit to the world. angry.

At the end of the West Street is a high-rise compound. The vermilion-lacquered gate glows dark red in the night, and the red lanterns are hung high, covering the two stone lions in front of the gate with a thin layer of yellow halo. .On the plaque, the three gold-lacquered characters of "General's Mansion" shone with trance even in the night, which made people dare not look directly at them.

Just a door away, but two completely different scenery.Outside the door is the bleak winter, but inside the door is brightly lit.

Stoves were placed on the four corners of the hall, and the charcoal in the stove was burning vigorously, making a sizzling sound from time to time.In the middle of the hall, there is a large wooden box inlaid with gold. There are two small holes on each side of the wooden box. Unfortunately, the light is too dark. When you look into the hole, you can only see a piece of darkness. It is not known what it is wearing.

General Yan Tiancheng sat on the main seat, his eyes fell on the big box, his eyes were vaguely deep, he sighed, and asked: "Is everything ready?"

Mrs. Liu, the general's wife, stood beside the box, with an excited smile on her face, "Don't worry, general, everything is ready. The head of the prime minister's mansion is a distant cousin of mine. As long as this can be done, Yi'er's life will be regarded as a threat." Keep it."

"Alas, Yi'er's life was saved, but it was a thousand years of suffering..." Yan Tiancheng showed reluctance, staring at the box and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"I said, master, Yi'er is the only seedling of my Yan family. If something happens to Yi'er, my Yan family will never be seen again. You have to see clearly the importance of this relationship, master. Besides...what is the identity of the prime minister? It is her good fortune that she can climb high. But one night's sacrifice can be exchanged for my Yi'er's life, and this deal is worth it no matter how you look at it." Liu Shi took the conversation away, pouted, as if I am a little dissatisfied.

When Yan Tiancheng heard this, his face became more and more ugly, obviously he didn't want to discuss any more, he waved his hand, and growled impatiently: "Come on, let's go quickly." After receiving the order, Mrs. Liu smiled, and ordered the two servants to do it. .The two servants responded, lifted the handles on both sides of the box and stood up. One of the servants was a little slower, and the box hit the ground with a "bang".

"Oh, you two, be careful, that girl's face will look better than yours." Liu was startled, and started cursing with her hands on her hips.

Yan Qianqiu opened her eyes, but her eyes were dark. Before she had time to fear, a large amount of information flooded into her mind. These information seemed to burst her head, causing a tearing pain.

There are fragments of scenes in my mind, like the memories of a woman, but the memories are incomplete, like intermittent movies, scenes of ancient costume movies, each scene is full of heart-piercing pain.

In the pale picture, there was a woman with a pretty face who was wearing coarse clothes and fell in the snow. The blood in her mouth was dazzling red.

Before he had time to see the trace of the blood flow, the picture changed again. A callused hand was holding a white porcelain vase, and the owner of the black hand pinched the mouth of the beautiful woman, and without a moment's pause, he poured out the blood in the porcelain vase. The pill was poured into the woman's mouth.

Head hurts!

She clearly remembered that she died in the organization's stronghold in the desert of northern Spain. She clearly felt that her breathing and heartbeat had stopped in extreme pain, but now...

"What, Xunhuan Building?"

A surprised male voice sounded, pulling back Yan Qianqiu's thoughts, she was sweating profusely, and finally got rid of the painful memory, she touched the surroundings carefully, and found that she seemed to be locked in a box, revealing Through the small holes on both sides of the box, you can see some faint yellow candlelight and a closed corner of the vermilion lacquered door.

As soon as the male voice fell, another voice sounded again.

"Boss Chen, this is the general's daughter anyway, and the Xunhuan Building is a place for fireworks, isn't it appropriate to send it there?"

The middle-aged man called Mr. Chen stood in front of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "Is there nothing I can do? The general's wife is my distant cousin, and I still want to sell this favor. It's just that the prime minister has gone to the Xunhuan Building, and I can't help it. When I mentioned this to the Prime Minister earlier, the Prime Minister didn't say whether it was good or bad. He only said that he was going to the Xunhuan Building tonight, and that it was a pity that Xunhuan There is nothing new about the girls in the building. I wondered if the prime minister meant for us to send people there."

The two servants looked at each other, both still hesitated.When Mr. Chen saw it, he said anxiously: "Why are you bothering so much? It's not your daughter. The prime minister has a weird temper. It would be nice if he would give the general's mansion a chance. Since he wants to ask the prime minister for help, it is natural to ask for help. Show some sincerity. If the matter is delayed, your young master will die, can you bear this responsibility?"

Hearing what he said, the two servants gritted their teeth, looked at each other and lifted up the box, without any hesitation, turned around and went to Xunhuanlou.

Xijiangfang is a street, the most famous flower street in Zhenhe City. Here, there are three steps, one brothel, and five steps, one gambling house. The prosperity that passed away during the day seems to be gathered here again.

And the brothels in Xijiang Fangli are headed by Xunhuanlou. When it comes to Xunhuanlou, they know everything. In just three years, they have become the most famous brothel in the world. There are different nationalities and different styles here. Beauty, I heard that as long as the price can be paid, even a daughter raised in a deep boudoir can get it.

(End of this chapter)