At this time, it was almost dusk, and the dark red sunlight passed through the weeping willows in the courtyard, and fell mottled shadows on the bluestone slabs, as if opening the prelude to the night for the upcoming drunken gold fans. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If Xiao Zixuan hadn't come early, he might not have been able to appreciate the chic tenderness of this courtyard.

Several women in plain clothes and robes walked around in the courtyard, and their faces were not covered with heavy makeup, and after fading their glamorous appearances at this time, they seemed to be unable to find the difference from ordinary women.

In front of it is the attic for picking up customers, Xiao Zixuan originally planned to find a private room to eat something to make up for it, but when he walked to the courtyard, he unconsciously stopped.

Wang Tsai gently tugged at the corner of his master's clothes, and a trace of confusion appeared on his little face.

"Childe, why don't you leave?"

Xiao Zixuan shook his head and said a little bitterly: "In the past, when I was looking for flowers and asking willows every day, was I looking for such a woman?" ”

Wang Tsai was stunned for a moment, a haze flashed between his eyebrows, and finally said: "The slave family rarely leaves Liufu, and I don't know what Gongzi did before......"

As he was talking, a woman in blue suddenly rushed out in front of her, recklessly, and hit her head on Xiao Zixuan's shoulder without paying attention, and Xiao Zixuan, who was distracted, involuntarily fell to the ground.

Before Xiao Zixuan could say anything, the woman knelt directly on the ground in a trembling voice:

"Xiao Gongzi, the slave didn't see it clearly, I beg you to be merciful if you offend!"

The woman knelt on the ground, Xiao Zixuan couldn't see her face clearly, she only felt that her figure was really slim, and the green silk was scattered on her back, and she seemed to be dressing up.

Several other women in the courtyard heard the alarm and couldn't help but look sideways, but before they could come over, there was a **** roar behind them:

"You, hurry up and work for Lao Tzu! Damn, it's going to open in half an hour, and if you can't clean it up, I'll kill you! ”

Several women wailed, withdrew their eyes in cringe, and began to carry water, sweep the floor, and dust again.

Xiao Zixuan frowned and said softly, "You stand up." ”

The **** in the distance had already hunched over and raised the wooden stick in his hand, and before the woman could raise her head, a stick hit her back, and scolded angrily: "Cheap slave, what happened when your mother gave birth to you and was kicked in the stomach, don't you have eyes?!" Xiao Gongzi, you dare to collide, Lao Tzu must kill you......"

With that, he raised the stick in his hand, his face was full of hideousness, and he was going to fight again.

Xiao Zixuan scolded coldly: "Stop! As he spoke, he held his palm in the shape of a claw and clasped the wrist of the ****.

Suddenly embarrassed, his face was purple, he slapped himself shamelessly, and cried: "Xiao Gongzi, what did the little one do wrong, you must not remember it!" This cheap slave dares to rush into you, and the little one is also for your good......"

The delicate body of the woman kneeling on the ground trembled vigorously, and a bitter choking sound was faintly heard.

Wang Zai, who was following Xiao Zixuan, couldn't stand it anymore, walked up and helped the woman up, pointed to the ****'s nose and began to scold: "You are so cruel, she just made a mistake, and you won't be so badly poisoned!" ”

saw that the woman raised her head under the support of Wang Zai, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of her mouth, obviously she was hit by a **** stick and suffered internal injuries.

Xiao Zixuanjian frowned, and snorted coldly in his mouth: "This son has his own calculations in his heart, you can go." ”

Hearing Xiao Zixuan's order, he immediately didn't dare to stay any longer, and before leaving, he made a foolish gesture and said with a sneer: "Master Xiao, if you think this cheap slave is good, the little one is in charge, you can just pass her into the room directly, as long as you don't kill people, we can afford it." ”

Xiao Zixuan slapped the **** on the face hard, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out: "This son told you to get out, why are you talking so much nonsense!" ”

was so frightened that his face was full of flesh and shivered, squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and ran away, muttering while running: What's wrong with this Xiao Ye today, I thought he told me to stop, he pitied the posture of the cheap slave, could it be that Xiao Ye wanted to pretend to be a good person in front of her and play some new tricks?

Xiao Zixuan naturally couldn't imagine that he was completely a lustful boy in the mind of ****, no matter what he did, he would make **** can't help but think of the number of lewd and lewd roads.

Xiao Zixuan walked in front of the woman who knocked him down just now, and just wanted to help her stand up, but as soon as her fingers touched the woman's arm, she subconsciously dodged.

Xiao Zixuan had to smile helplessly, motioned to Wang Zai to support the woman, and then said in as soft a tone as possible: "Girl, I don't blame you, I was distracted by accident, so I am also responsible for being knocked down, you don't have to worry about being afraid." ”

The woman raised her head tremblingly, her big eyes full of horror, her pretty face turned pale with fright, and her eyebrows revealed a look of distrust.

She said timidly: "Young Master Xiao, the status of the slave is low, and you don't deserve such courtesy." A tear suddenly slipped from the corner of her eye, and she actually cried: "Yes, if there is anything that offends you, you must not hesitate to punish ......"

Xiao Zixuan flicked his sleeves violently, his face was iron-blue, and he scolded angrily: "You cheap seed, shameless!" This son lifted you up, you actually stubbornly spoke, get out of my way! Get lost! ”

When the woman heard this, she wiped her tears and ran away from the distance.

Xiao Zixuan snorted coldly, led Wang Zai to continue to walk forward, and the women who came and went saw Xiao Zixuan's angry expression, and they didn't even dare to say anything.

Xiao Zixuan grabbed a woman's sleeve at random, and his face was gloomy: "What's the name of that who just knocked me down?" ”

The woman who suffered from the unjustified disaster trembled, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ye, that, that person's name is Agarwood, and he is Wu Yuman's personal maid. ”

Xiao Zixuan frowned, and gradually relieved, he was still curious, as the **** of the most inferior pariah, he actually dared to beat the Qinglou courtesan, it turned out that he was just a maid serving his sister.

He loosened the woman's sleeve and walked forward, and the other women in the courtyard were silent.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked away, the woman who was stopped by him actually showed a heartfelt smile: Agarwood, you slut, relying on Wu Yuman, a slut, to support you, you actually dare to ride on the head of the old lady on weekdays, the old lady sees if you can still show off your power this time!

Xiao Zixuan's face sank like water, and he couldn't guess his mind on the surface, but he saw that he was walking like flying at the moment, telling the little girl Wangzai to trot all the way to keep up.

Wang Zai rarely saw Xiao Zixuan angry with his own eyes, and in the past, the son would not be angry in front of her, so he didn't dare to speak more at this time.

At this time, the Moon Tilting Workshop has not yet opened, and almost all the people who come and go are maids and **** who carry tea and water, how dare they stop Xiao Zixuan, the Tai Sui master? He could only be allowed to pedal a few steps into the attic.

In the attic, there are finally a few more serious kiln sisters.

It's just that rouge fireworks, after all, there is a difference between cloud and mud, the prostitutes on the first floor are a little lacking in appearance, have no talent or no skills, or offend the owner of the Moon Fang, so they can't occupy a private room on the upper floor of the attic, and can only sleep in a room for four or five, seven or eight people on weekdays.

When a benefactor comes to the door, they take the man into a special private room to do the cloud and rain thing.

Because of this, they can basically only dress up in front of the public, and they can't find a private place when they change their clothes when they are busy, allowing a large piece of spring to leak out under the noses of the ****.

Xiao Zixuan naturally wouldn't take a fancy to such an inferior woman, in fact, even if it was a defective product of the Moon Tilting Fang, it would be a first-class good product if it was placed in other green buildings. It's just that Xiao Zixuan, as a well-known romantic figure in Yongzhou City, what kind of woman has not tasted it, I am afraid that only the level of Oiran can arouse his interest.

Most of these prostitutes are shameless, they can't play the piano or tea art, most of them can't even write their own names, they have already experienced too many ups and downs in the world, and they don't care that their delicate bodies are exposed to everyone's eyes.

Xiao Zixuan walked up to the second floor, which gave him a little more elegance. With the sandalwood as the beam, the crystal jade as the lamp, the pearl as the curtain, and the fan gold as the pillar base, the rosewood table can sit four or five people at most, and there is no longer the noisy and busy on the first floor.

It's still early, so it's a little deserted here, at most one or two half-dissolved women walked by, and they didn't forget to throw a coquettish look at Xiao Zixuan. They are already familiar with the road, and they know that when dealing with a celestial prostitute like Xiao Zixuan, they can't be as flattering as others, and they can be the most provocative when they want to refuse and welcome.

But for Xiao Zixuan, this is still not his destination.

He continued to walk upwards, and when he reached the third floor, it was even more classy. The murmuring of the flowing water and the curling sound of the piano at this time have the meaning of high and low. The women here are generally Qing people who sell their art but not their bodies.

Xiao Zixuan heard the sound but didn't see anyone, because all the rooms here were private rooms, and there was no hall. His purpose was still not here, because the Wu Yuman he was looking for lived on the fourth floor of the Oiran's exclusive area.

The little maid Wangzai followed the master, and every time she arrived at a place, she didn't have time to take a closer look, so she was dragged up again, and she had nowhere to steam her grievances, so she could only clench her little hands and dig up her small mouth, and secretly drew circles in her heart.

Xiao Zixuan was taking a step and was about to go upstairs, when he suddenly found a teenager lying horizontally at the staircase, dressed as a ****, and covered his cheeks with a hat, as if he was sleeping.

Xiao Zixuan walked over, kicked him hard, and scolded him in a deep voice: "Get out of the way for this son!" ”

The young man was kicked, not angry or annoyed, and when he saw the comer, he actually laughed out loud:

"It turned out to be Xiao Ye! Xiao I advise you to go back quickly, don't look for Wu Yuman, she can't serve you today. ”

Xiao Zixuan's eyebrows furrowed: "What do you mean?" ”

Who would have thought that the young **** actually looked at Xiao Zixuan with pity, and said sympathetically: "Do you know who is in Wu Yuman's room now?" ”