The Favoured Medical Princess

In the empty room, the candlelight was beating, and even the room was dark and bright, just like Bai Muxiao's mood at the moment.

Bai Muxiao has been locked in this Tibetan incense hall for a long time, the door of this room was locked from the outside, and the windows were closed.

A Tsing Yi little maid was guarding the door, but just stiffly and repeatedly persuaded her to "better obey, no one can escape the palm of the mother" Yun Yun.

Bai Muxiao walked back and forth anxiously, entangled and weighed in her heart, of course she did not want to be forced to pick up the guests, but wanted to scare the old bustard, only to report her true identity-after all, those people thought she was a The orphan girl who has no one to rely on, dare to sell her to the blue house!

However, if she reported her identity, the old bustard would probably send her to Han Lingfu for credit, so most of the time Han Lingfu would kill her...

In contrast, it seems that this Tibetan incense cabinet is a little safer.

Bai Muxiao bit his lower lip, and the originally confused eyes gradually calmed down...

She hasn't reached desperation yet!

She is very talented, as long as it can attract enough guests and bring amazing benefits for this Tibetan incense pavilion, why must the old bustard force her to sell herself!

She can write music, choreograph, and write poems. She can persuade the old bustard to let her do her best.

Thinking, Bai Muxiao's eyes shone with a confident light, and his otherwise bleak face had another look.

That's right, where she can't be confused with her skills!

After making up his mind, Bai Muxiao went to the door again and said to the little girl outside: "I want to see your mother Yu, I have something to tell her!"

The little girl was hesitant. The older sister in the house was still hysterical. How could it be changed all at once?!There are so many people being sold into the Tibetan incense pavilion, which one was not crying at the beginning, and later they could only admit their fate!

At this time, Bai Muxiao again said: "You can rest assured that I will not seek death and live, I just have something to say to your mother Yu."

Xiaomao hesitated again, but this time she went away.

Bai Muxiao in the room sat down at a red lacquered wooden round table, pouring himself cold tea leisurely, wondering how to persuade the old bustard.

She can play a few fresh tunes and sing as she plays. Since this old bustard can open such a big blue house in Wangdu, she should have something extraordinary... She should be able to appreciate her own ability and value!

You are different from Wang Du's delicate flowers in the boudoir!

Xu Yu, the footsteps of the upstairs came from outside the room. The footsteps were getting closer and louder, and then there was the sound of unlocking and the opening of the door.

The old bustard, known as Yu's mother, twisted her waist in and came behind him, followed by two big men and three thick men who looked like thugs.

"Why? When did you want to pick up the guests?" The old bustard looked at Bai Muxiao sitting at the table, his voice still so sharp.

Bai Muxiao smiled slightly at the old bustard and said confidently: "Mother Yu, I don't want to show off my talent! I am confident that talent is not lost to any woman. If my mother doesn't believe me, I can play a few new songs for my mother. It was unheard of by my mother before!"

Her countless songs can surprise this old bustard!

In the candlelight, the black eyes of Bai Muxiao shone like gems. Although the plain clothes were simple and simple, they were as temperament as blue and beautiful.

After the old bustard froze, "Poo" laughed, twisted his waist, walked to sit next to Bai Muxiao, and said with great interest: "It seems to be a tongqin chess and calligraphy and painting, it is worth twenty-two silver……"

Bai Muxiao's eyes flashed with anger, that abhorrent kidnapper only sold himself twenty-two!

The old bustard looked at Bai Muxiao and continued to say: "I see which dance dancer you are! Concubine! We don't even know the Tibetan incense pavilion! Our Tibetan incense pavilion is one of the best blue houses in Wangdu, our popular girl here is Everyone has been studying and learning since the age of six or seven. Which one can't order singing, dancing, singing and painting!"

Bai Muxiao was still calm and said: "Mother Yu, if you listen to me and sing a song, you will know that I am different from others..." How can this vulgar and vulgar powder in the Qinglou be compared with her!

"Oh?" The old bustard responded suspiciously, instructing the little girl, "Go and fetch the piano."

"Yes, Mother Yu."

The little maid responded and quickly took the piano and the piano case and placed it in front of Bai Muxiao.

Bai Muxiao sat down in front of the piano case. Jade fingers flicked the strings and tried the piano sounds. A string of smooth and pleasant piano sounds poured out from her fingers, and then suddenly became intense, clank...

Bai Muxiaoying's lips turned slightly, and the clear song escaped: "The sea laughed, and the tide across the strait..."

Qin Yin Zheng Zheng, sometimes heroic, sometimes tender, sounds heart-stirring, arrogant, and courageous, so intoxicating...

Xu Yu, Bai Muxiao held the string, and the sound of the piano came suddenly, but it still seemed to go around the beam, and the aftertone was still in his ear...

The house was silent for a moment, and the little girl on the side looked at Bai Muxiao with a stunned face, her eyes sparkling and full of admiration.Her new master is so talented, she will follow her and have a good life in the future...

Bai Muxiao raised his eyes and calmly looked at the old bustard sitting next to her, with his waist straight.These songs of hers are unique in this world, she does not believe that the old bustard will not be amazed by her talent!

"Not bad!" The old bustard applauded.

Bai Muxiao's lips were slightly hooked, and the next moment his smile froze again. He only listened to the old bustard and said: "It's good to play and sing, the old lady still wants you to practice a little song for a few days, it seems that you don't need it... see you It’s at least seventeen years old. In a few years, it’s going to be old, and I’ll list the old lady tonight!

Listed?!At this time, Bai Muxiao's complexion could no longer be maintained, and Huarong stood up in disgrace. "We said that we are not good at selling?!"

"When did the old lady tell you that you can sell your art and not sell yourself?"

Bai Muxiao stared at each other resentfully and said angrily: "You play me..."

"Snapped--"

The old bustard raised his right hand and slapped it hard on Bai Muxiao's face, a clear voice echoed in the room.

Bai Muxiao dumbfounded her face, leaving a clear five-finger mark on her fair face.

The old bustard said coldly with his hands on his hips: "Little bitch, the old lady will tell you the truth. If you don't know how to sing, dance, play piano, calligraphy and painting, you must learn; One by one, you have to earn the capital of the old lady first! Believe it or not, the old lady can make you cry and want men, all kinds of men?!"

Listening to the old bustard's malicious voice, Bai Muxiao couldn't help shivering. She had heard of the more inferior kiln that any vulgar and dirty man can go to, and he had to pick up guests endlessly. If the old bustard was angered and threw her into that place, then...

The old bustard seemed to see Bai Muxiao's thoughts, and sneered contemptuously, and then said: "If you really have the virtue of a chaste girl, you will bite your tongue, and the old lady thinks she is unlucky! Otherwise, she will be obedient to the old lady, old lady. Some of them make you unable to survive or die!"

Bai Muxiao stood there dejectedly, and the old bustard said no more, throwing a sentence: "Think about it yourself!" Then she twisted her waist and closed the door again with a "squeak". Then drop the lock.

Bai Muxiao sat stunned stupidly, feeling the fiery pain on his face, and his mind was blank, almost unable to think.

It took a while for her mind to gradually return to place, but a chill spread all over her body, as if she were in the cold winter twelfth lunar month, countless ice skates poked on her chest at once, making her feel uncomfortable...

Bai Muxiao's body trembled slightly, and his unwillingness grew stronger.

She couldn't understand how this happened!

This world is really unfair to her. She is obviously talented, and she has a unique skill, but she has encountered such an old bustard who does not know gold and jade!

What should I do?!

Is it really necessary...

Bai Muxiao was in confusion, and footsteps were heard from outside again. After a while, the door was opened again.

The gatekeeper's little maid came back, and she also took two women carrying bath tubs. The little maid blessed her body and said, "Girl, slave girl came to wait for the girl to bathe and dress up."

Facing Bai Muxiao's icy look, the little girl whispered and persuaded: "Girl, you can't fight more than mother's, still obediently obedient, less suffering."

After that, a bucket of hot water was brought in and poured into the bath tub. The white hot air with rose fragrance quickly filled the room, dimly, like a fairyland... However, the opposite is true!

Bai Mu Xiao Mu waited for her broad clothes, listening to the maid admiring her skin like jade, and stepped into the bathtub...

When the heat gradually spread to the limbs, Bai Muxiao's body relaxed, and his brain began to fly:

Either sell her body or die, or just break her identity...

But the latter two are just dead ends...

On that day, Aimu was stunned. She wanted to get rid of her, but instead let her escape from the catastrophe. Since God let her live, she would not admit her life like this, and she did not want to die, she also Not willing to die...Yes, instead of dying, it is better to be more restless and find another opportunity!

Even if it was a depraved blue house, Mrs. Mulian was not from the blue house three hundred years ago, but in the end she got a sincere person, and she became a super-first-class Mrs. Hou, even famous.

Others can, what is wrong with her!

She won't stay in this Tibetan incense house all her life!

A flame of hope ignited in Bai Muxiao's heart again, and the little maid was waiting for her to dress and dress...

The sky gradually darkened, and Wang Du began to fall into tranquility, but the fireworks like Tibetan Incense Pavilion was the opposite. Instead, he woke up from a deep sleep.

The Tibetan incense pavilion in the day is empty, and the girls inside are mostly asleep, as if there is no popularity, but after nightfall, the place becomes brightly lit and brilliant.

Sweet and fragrant fragrance fluttered in the air, echoing the laughter of girls and guests, babble singing and singing, and women wearing translucent gauze dancing on the high platform, a jade muscle looming , It seems that some people's eyes are straight.

After one song, the old bustard with a lot of bright makeup walked up to the platform under the eyes of all eyes, and said with a squeezed throat: "Dears, tonight, the twelve beauties in our Tibetan incense building are more beautiful than others. Awesome beauty!"

The old bustard's words haven't fallen, and some guests have said impatiently: "Then let the beauty come out! Anyway, it is not the old rules, the higher the price!"

Many people coaxed together, and in this noisy environment, Bai Muxiao in a lilac gauze skirt walked down the stairs, accompanied by two maids.

The thin gauze skirt on her body could not conceal the purple apron on her body and the whiteness in front of her chest. The gauze skirt was swaying slightly as if dreaming.

Today's Bai Muxiao's makeup is gorgeous, her eyebrows are attached to golden flowers, and her lips are red like fire, with a complex peony bun on her head, and a Chaoyang five phoenix hanging beads stepped between the hair The string hangs on the cheeks, adding a bit of charm and beauty to her.

"Sure enough, it's a gorgeous beauty!" Someone said, "If such a beauty can stay overnight**, it's really good to die under the peony flowers and be a ghost!"

"Yu Mama!" followed another, "I'm out of a hundred or two!"

"One hundred and two also want such beauties, I have two hundred and two!"

"Three hundred and two!"

"..."

Those bargains were coming and going, and the old bustard smiled.

Bai Muxiao paused in the middle of the stairs, looking down proudly...

It was not until now that she realized that she was capable of all kinds of means and amazing talents, all of which were based on her birth, but when she was just "her", she was nothing more than a bargain!

These men only have ** in their eyes, they don’t care if she will play chess, calligraphy and painting, or her soul, they just want to have a beast desire on her...

Thinking that those vulgar hands will touch their own skin, thinking that those men who smell foul will...

Bai Muxiao's fists clenched tightly together, and there was a deep in her eyes, which was determined and determined. She said to herself in her heart: her current sacrifice is for the future!

One day she will make everyone who despise her pay a price!

"Two hundred and two!"

The old bustard's excited and sharp voice rang in Bai Muxiao's ear, "Is there anyone else willing to give out 900?"

There was laughter, discussion, and courage all around. A middle-aged man with a big beard stood proudly and said to the crowd, "Accept it!"

However, at this moment, there was a loud drum noise outside the Tibetan incense pavilion mixed with rumbling footsteps.

The guests and the girls in the lobby have not yet reacted, and a dozen or so people have swarmed in...

The old bustard's brow furrowed, and he was going to scold, but he stopped before the voice came out.

I saw that these people were all tall and big, with cold faces, flying fish suits, and embroidered spring swords.

This... isn't this Jin Yiwei?!

In the Tibetan incense pavilion, the hall was full of silence and silence, and even those dignitaries and nobles dared not offend Jin Yiwei, not to mention the guests here were just ordinary civilians!

The old bustard swallowed, and barely calmed down to the ground, facing the leader Jin Yiwei: "This lord, I don't know what..."

"Jin Yiwei will not let it go!"

Before the old bustard had finished speaking, he was pushed rudely away by a Jin Yiwei at the back, and the old bustard staggered back two steps.

On the stairs, Bai Muxiao's pupils shrunk, and vaguely guessed something. He turned and hurriedly wanted to run, only to feel that his ears were banging, and there was confusion in his head: Jin Yiwei even found her...

There were messy footsteps behind her, and the next moment, her right arm was pulled from behind and yanked down.

Bai Muxiao whispered, fell down on the stairs in embarrassment, and raised his eyes to meet Lu Huaining's cold eyes, "Bai, you really will hide!" There was a trace of sarcasm in the voice.

Lu Huaining made a gesture, and the two Jin Yiwei clamped Bai Muxiao one by one, and dragged her down half dragged...

Bai Muxiao's body was stiff, he could no longer resist, and he couldn't resist anymore. There was no blood on his face, and his soul seemed to be half lost:

What will they do to her?!

Will take her to let the emperor dispose, or Han Lingfu...

She has retreated, even willing to hide in the blue house, why are they still aggressive, just refuse to let her go?!

Bai Muxiao was more unwilling to think, but Jin Yiwei could only take her away from the Tibetan incense pavilion.

Looking at this scene, the old bustard didn't dare to say a word. Where did Jinyi Weina give her reasons!

Jin Yiwei came violently and walked violently, leaving a room of people wondering face to face: Who is this Pandan girl?!

This night, the Tibetan incense pavilion lost twenty-two silver, but there was a legend!