In Xinglu Courtyard, it is the most important rule that you must not enter the private room without asking. Guests spend a lot of money on private rooms, and the cost of refreshments and food in private rooms is often more expensive than an overnight stay with an Oiran lady. The person who spends the money is not wronged, and the reason why he is willing to spend it is because the private room is private enough.

As long as the door is not broken, the private room is just a place to eat and listen to music with friends.

People who dare not spend the night in the little lady's room can do whatever they want in the private room by chartering a private room to give enough silver, eat, drink and have fun for an hour, tidy up their clothes and go out, and give their mother some rewards to praise the little lady's excellent piano skills.

In Chang'an City, how many businesses are negotiated in Xinglu Courtyard? From silk rouge to vacancies, there are delicious food and wine, and there are beauties to entertain, and everything is easy to talk about. What's more, in the name of Fengyue, it is good to hide people's eyes.

There are also guests with particularly distinguished or sensitive status, and the mother personally arranges private room entertainment, in order to hide people's eyes and ears as much as possible and seek quiet. The person who sits with him must be the top brand Oiran, and he wants the most expensive banquet in the courtyard, although it may just be a good talk and listening to music, and the reward must be a lot.

None of these three can tolerate someone suddenly breaking in, and every time this happens, it will inevitably make the chickens and dogs in the dew yard jump for a while.

When Xingluyuan was just coming to prominence, such things happened repeatedly. Most of them are jealous ladies in the guests' homes who come to make trouble, and occasionally the Oiran who fights for the wind deliberately spoils his good deeds and robs the guests. Yin's mother spent a lot of effort to make the private room in Xinglu Courtyard the most private and safe place in Chang'an.

Except for a very small number of VIPs, even if they are familiar guests, they also need to send stickers when they come to the courtyard, and those who do not know their names are not allowed to enter, no matter how much gold and silver they throw, and how big an official position they throw. And the Oiran in the courtyard has set a very strict rule, and those who trespass into the private room will take the name of the Oiran and announce it to Pingkangfang. In this way, the lady who was deprived of the Oiran by Xinglu Courtyard would not dare to be taken in by any large-scale Qinglou.

There is one person who can ignore this, that is, the Wanqing lady from Yangzhou Yanwanlou, whose Oiran occupies half of the country in Xinglu Courtyard.

Those who don't know are not guilty, and she, as an outsider, can shirk ignorance. And she was also sure that the people in this private room would not ask Yin's mother to punish her. Of course, it is inevitable that because of fearlessness, she and her little lady will find a merchant to invest some money, and she can build a green building with resources not inferior to Xinglu Courtyard, but it will take more effort to lack the connections of Chang'an.

At this moment, she didn't care about breaking into the private room, and Mingyi couldn't completely see through what she was thinking.

Just now she approached the private room, and was about to stay when Xia Huanfeng in the private room noticed it at the beginning of the time, and when she heard that there was no movement inside, she also knew that the matter was exposed, but she did not choose to hide her identity and secretly escaped, but after hesitating, she rushed into the door, and she didn't know what her purpose was.

Now, her burning gaze was completely on Xia Huanfeng, no, Feng Huan.

Wanqing's eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and she held a silver plate in her hand, with a pot or two cups on the plate, all of which were delicate silverware, shining and dazzling.

Xia Huanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "The arrival of the late Qing lady really added seven points to this private room. ”

Wanqing was also not polite, turned around and closed the door of the private room, sat on the original seat of Hong Yi, leaned on Xia Huanfeng, put the wine pot between the two, and smiled: "I saw Feng Lang coming, but the master lady left you to greet other guests, for fear that you would be displeased, so I came to greet her for a while." ”

Ming Yi moved the chair out of the way, leaving enough space for the two of them, and he leaned on Shi Chuchu, happy to watch the excitement.

Wan Qing didn't care what the purpose of eavesdropping, at least, most of the time she broke through the door at this time was for this Feng Lang. She is also worthy of being the first in Yangzhou Fengyue Field, and her vision for men is first-class. Feng Huan's appearance and temperament, even in Chang'an's happy field, are among the best.

Although he is not too tall and has delicate bones, he has a bewitching and handsome face, but he is not feminine and beautiful, seven points chic and three points colorful, extraordinary, and has soul-seducing eyes, like a ranger with extraordinary martial arts, and also like an unruly and dissolute wine fairy. Such a man, as beautiful and dangerous as a poisonous snake.

Wanqing is not an ordinary Oiran, rich and powerful men have seen too much, and it is disgusting to say what he really wants. The man she looks down on must be the prey that she really looks at and is happy to look at, and is arrogant and difficult to capture.

Chang'an's No. 1 Oiran Lady's Lady, there is no more exciting challenge than this.

Who is Xia Huanfeng? Although he is a man, he is more feminine than any woman most of the time. Wanqing's mind is transparent in his eyes.

Xia Huanfeng smiled and took the full wine glass in Wanqing's hand, and took a sip: "The most difficult thing to accept the grace of the beauty, Wanqing's lady is going to torture Feng." ”

Wanqing snatched the wine glass from Xia Huanfeng's hand, grabbed the place where his lips touched, did not touch the glass with his hand, raised his head and slowly drank all the wine in the cup. The snow-white long neck is slowly undulating until the plump chest, leaving a drop of peach-colored wine, flowing from the lips to the chest, like a few peach-colored spring plums falling on the snow in the early morning after the snow is dazzling, and there is a trace of innocence in the enchantment.

Wan Qing asked in a coquettish voice: "Feng Lang can have a silk handkerchief?" ”

Xia Huanfeng took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, he was so clean, and he always had to carry it everywhere. Wanqing gently pressed the white handkerchief on the wine on her chest twice, leaving a light red stain like peach petals on the handkerchief, especially with the faint fragrance of Wanqing's body.

Ming Yi couldn't help but tremble, and when he got closer, he said in his ear: "If such a woman looks down on you, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight." ”

Shi Chuchu grabbed her waist on the table and responded: "Even if thousands of demon girls come together, they can't compare to you, a celestial girl." ”

Old Ming Yi's face flushed, and he stopped talking.

Wanqing didn't care about the two of them, and only took the silk handkerchief as a difficult statement: "I made the handkerchief dirty." ”

Xia Huanfeng didn't even look at it: "Just keep it that night, I still have a box of such handkerchiefs, if you like it, I'll let the master bring it to you." ”

Wanqing's face stiffened, so she had to fold the silk handkerchief and put it in her arms. Just between the two peaks, a horn is faintly exposed.

In order to relieve her embarrassment, she continued: "Last time, no one has solved my doubts, isn't Shi Niangzi called Shi Hongyi? Why do you all call her Hong Yi? ”

Xia Huanfeng was prepared, and responded casually: "She told me that Hongyi sounds like a red shirt, and she doesn't want me to treat her like a shirt, if so, you can throw away the more beautiful clothes when you see them." May you fly with me and be in tune with your heart, so let me call me Red Wings. ”

Wanqing smiled: "There is still this saying, what about the word Ming Yi of Ming Niang?" ”

Shi Chuchu patted the back of Mingyi's hand and replied: "Tomorrow and tomorrow, I will always be the person I like." ”

Mingyi's smile was like honey, and Wanqing felt more and more bored. 2k reading web