Qinglou, this Fengyue place full of **** and money, is it really suitable for Chi'er? Fortune teller, are you sure you're not kidding?

Chi'er looked at him in surprise, but he was still tepid and nodded slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Well, as the fortune teller said. If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not. Just believe him once, anyway, all the green buildings in the world are the same, men love women, and everyone takes what they need. Thinking about it in Huadu before, I have seen a lot of Qinglou, and I can be regarded as having been vaccinated in advance.

Chi'er plucked up her courage and walked in the direction of the gentleman's finger. "Drunken Spring Building. Well, that's straightforward enough. ”

"Yo, Prince Wang, you're here again." A charming prostitute with a delicate and soft voice held a man with a handsome face facing the wind in the jade tree opposite her.

"Or is it the same? Looking for Miss Cher? "Prostitutes are thinly clothed, and when they can be exposed, they are exposed. The delicate arm gently grabbed the man, and the delicate crooked path was in the man's arms. The man didn't refuse, but like a veteran of the love scene, he put his arm on the prostitute's waist and walked in with a big grin.

But this man was dressed very plainly, and he didn't look like a rich man at all. Why do prostitutes have blue eyes on him and flatter him frequently? And the man was followed by a large entourage.

Could it be? This man has an unusual status. Could it be the current emperor? Huh~ I don't cherish the three palaces and six courtyards, and I came to the Qinglou for recreation. It's really a house flower without the fragrance of wild flowers.

Is it any wonder that the fortune teller pointed to the Qinglou gave me a hint, meaning that the noble person I asked for would appear in the Qinglou? Well, it must be like that.

Chi'er was very firm in her thoughts. As far as she is concerned, she doesn't eat well every day, she doesn't sleep well, and what she thinks about day and night is not a beautiful encounter with the emperor? It's as if young men and women meet for the first time, and they always feel that everyone who smiles at them on the street is likely to be the person they meet.

But there's nothing wrong with this logic itself, if it's not to greet me, then why are you smiling at me for no reason? If it weren't for the true dragon emperor today, why would he look so magnificent?

With three points of curiosity and seven points of luck, she followed the crowd and blended into the Zuichun Building. It's easy to get in, but it's hard to move around inside. The prince went straight to find Miss Xue'er, but what about her? was ruthlessly stopped by the bustard.

"Phew, this is really rare. We only welcome men here, not women. "The old bustard wears heavy makeup and is a half-old.

"That・・・・・・ I want to find someone." Seeing the man disappear into the hallway, there was nothing he could do.

"Haha. The people who come here are looking for people, but I don't think the girl has a special hobby. "The old bustard was yin and yang, and looked around Chi'er." We're open for business, come on, tell me what type you like, I'll bother to find it for you. ”

Hey, that's a sweat. When she said it, it was like she was prostituting herself.

"Then take me to Miss Cher." As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver and shook it in front of the bustard.

"Tsk, the girl is really amazing, as soon as she comes, she will find our treasure of the town building, Xue'er. Well, Cher doesn't pick up customers. The old bustard looked disdainful, "And that's all this money?" ”

A silver ingot is not enough? How beautiful is this girl Cher?

When he was entangled with the bustard, the man who looked like Pan An and was more beautiful than Longyang came downstairs.

took out a gold ingot from his bosom and handed it to the old bustard, "Take it and hire a clever cook for Xue'er, Xue'er is weak, make more soup for her to make up." ”

Miss Xue'er is really the treasure of the town, and in less than five minutes, she has earned a gold ingot. No wonder the bustard didn't even look at his own silver just now. The man's chic appearance when he took out the money really made Chi'er a little overwhelmed by him. Unfortunately, he only glanced at her faintly. Faint, so faint that it doesn't leave a trace than a dragonfly dotting water.

"I'll make soup, let me be Miss Cher's cook." It's okay not to be paid. After the man left, Chi'er couldn't wait to mingle with Xue'er. Well, as long as I am by Xue'er's side in the future, I won't worry about not seeing that man.

"Can you? We, Cher's mouth, are picky. The bustard looked at her suspiciously, but she said that she didn't need to pay for the work, which was still very tempting. What's more, this Xue'er is really picky, and she has to change seven or eight cooks this month. The cooks in this imperial city have almost been found, is it possible to ask the master of the imperial dining room to cook for her?

"Well, who called me kind-hearted. I'll let you try, but you don't pay for it, that's what you said. "Well, let her try herself without losing anything. And this prince's money can fall into his pocket without spending a penny.

"En'en, just eat and live." Chi'er is happy, what is the salary, my sister has her own money, and she doesn't need to live on your salary at all.

"Okay, then I'll take you to meet Cher." The old bustard said and pinched Chi'er's face, "Hey, it's a pity for this figure, this facial features." If you don't have this scar, my mother will take you in, and it won't be difficult to cultivate you into a pillar. ”

Yes, what the bustard said was the fortune teller's dog skin plaster. Thankfully, it was all thanks to this scar that saved me from falling into this kind of stormy place.

As the bustard ascended to the second floor, there was a row of rooms that used to be all the same, and a small wooden sign hung on each door. Chi'er looked at a few carefully, and wrote about Xiangdie, Yuwei, Monroe and the like. At first glance, you can tell that it is some kitsch mediocrity.

Go inside to the end of the hallway, and there is a small staircase. If it is narrow, you need to hold on to the handrails on both sides and walk up slowly.

"That's it." The old bustard pointed to the small garden in front of him and said. "This is built by Wang Gongzi for Xue'er alone, and there is a big house in the garden where Xue'er lives, as for you, just sleep in the stove." (ps: Juzaojun is the kitchen)" The old bustard glanced inside, "I have to go downstairs to greet the guests, by the way, you can pick up the flowers and plants in this garden when you have time, and look at the mess." ”

Chi'er saw that the garden was quite chaotic. Although the garden is quite large, there are all kinds of flowers and plants. But it was staggering, as if it had just blown a typhoon. I stepped in and leaned over to take a closer look. Strangely, this flower and plant seemed to have been crushed by something, broken alive, and there were many traces of artificial pulling.

Here, has something happened?

Chi'er suddenly thought of the man who made a generous move, why did that man come to find Xue'er? Is it just for fun? But what do you do if you don't stay for five minutes? I'm afraid I don't even have enough time to take off my clothes and talk about love.

"Miss Cher, I'm the new cook, are you in there?" Because she didn't dare to enter the room without permission, Chi'er could only shout quietly outside.

But no one answered for half a day.

Chi'er thought to herself that there should be only Miss Xue'er inside, that man had just left, and she hadn't seen other men come to look for Xue'er. And didn't the bustard say that Cher doesn't pick up customers? Doesn't it mean that he was taken care of by the man alone?

I knocked on the door carefully, but the door was not closed, and I pushed it open with a slight click.

But the scene in front of him really scared Chi'er.

Is this the scene of the murder?

In the middle of the room lay a man, disheveled and disheveled. Could it be that this is Miss Cher? Chi'er slowly moved to the woman's side, as if she was a little afraid that the woman would be a female ghost or something.

Look at the loose hair, the bloodless face, and the long white tulle dress. If it weren't for daytime, maybe I would have thought it was a female ghost.

"Is it Miss Cher? I'm the new chef Zhou Chi'er. When she got close to her, Chi'er clearly saw the blood stains all over her thin and fair body. It's shocking, what did that man do to her?

"Yes." The woman was angry, and she didn't seem to have broken free from the nightmare just now. She looked at her twice, and struggled to get up from the ground, but her body was too thin and she didn't have any strength in her hands.

Chi'er looked at her dress that had been torn, which was originally a very transparent tulle, and after being torn, it was even more unclothed. With such a direct jade body displayed in front of Chi'er, her heart beat faster and her cheeks flushed.

"I'll help you to the bed and sit down."

Gently helped Xue'er up, slowly moved to the side of the bed, wrapped her in a thin quilt, and then made a cup of hot tea.

Seeing that Xue'er's face began to improve, she gradually revealed a trace of blood. "You're covered in wounds, do you hurt? I'll get you a dressing. ”

"Yes." Only then did Xue'er look at her seriously, enthusiastic and clever, with sharp hands and feet, but her face was a little ugly and there was a large black scar.

"Where did all the injuries on your body come from? Was that man beating you? Chi'er asked this, and her nose was sore. I can't imagine the scenery in front of people, and the people will suffer in the future, it is this Xue'er girl. It's a bit ironic to think back to the man's generosity in giving money. It's a pity that this famous prostitute in Qinglou is not so easy to be, licking her face and asking the man for money, you will know that it is not easy to think about it that day.

Xue'er shook her head and denied it, but the corners of her eyes were wet.

Chi'er knew that she didn't want to mention it to anyone, so it was inconvenient to ask again. So I helped her get a clean dress from the cabinet and put it on, and then went to Juzaojun to prepare the soup. You must know that Wang Gongzi said that Xue'er is weak, so let the old bustard invite a cook who can make soup.

"Do you like black chicken pot? Nourish qi and replenish blood, drink it to warm up the body. Chi'er thought that she didn't know much about cooking, so she used her skills to steal her mother's cooking.

"Yes." Another powerless grace. Hey, Miss Xue'er doesn't have much appetite, so let's just do what Chi'er says.

"By the way, don't wear those tulle clothes in the future. It's spring, but it's still cold, and you're going to catch a cold sooner or later. Chi'er looked at the tulle she had changed and threw it away. What kind of ragged clothes are not of any practical value at all, and they are only suitable for entertainment!

"In the future, if that man abuses you again, you can call me. I'll beat him for you. Chi'er thought to herself, what kind of guest, is this here to have fun, or to find a barrel of gas? If she continues to be tortured like this, Xue'er may be tortured to death one day.

Hey, looking at the woman in front of her who was going to be beaten for selling her body and performing arts, Chi'er really hated that man.