Aunt Xue was stunned, "Yellow... Gold? ”

Duan Zhuyi sneered: "Yes, gold!" He shook his crimson robe, "What, do you think that my Duan Mou can't afford this hundred taels of gold?" ”

Aunt Xue patted her head: "Look at me who is confused, I was dumbfounded when I heard the gold, I was confused, Young Master Duan was angry, Ling'er, quickly clean up!" She pushed the girls next to her, "Quick, hurry up and serve your sister Ling'er, and dress your sister up beautifully to see Young Master Duan!" ”

Xiaoyun, Yunyue, Rouge, and Jiao'er sisters changed my clothes, cleaned up on my face, applied fragrant powder, applied rouge, pink and white, Shi Fangze, dotted red lips, and wore flowers, my sisters combed my weeping cloud sideburns for me, and dotted cinnabar on my forehead, I looked at myself in the bronze mirror in the innermost room in the attic, and muttered, "This... Is this me? "I'm not a child anymore, mother, is it like me to meet my father with me, suddenly, I am a little self-deprecating, I can't help my life, but also Yuehua skirt, the sisters smiled: "Ling'er, you can be regarded as an adult, today's dress, but really worthy of our mother baby you, really worthy of a slim beauty, fair lady, Bi De gentleman is good!" ”

Aunt Xue just came in, "Don't tease your sister, they are all famous prostitutes in the capital, no matter who is good, your sisters and sisters have to take care of each other, not to mention that my mother has raised you for so many days." Aunt Xue frowned, and the sisters resignedly agreed, "Yes, Mom." ”

"Okay, let's go out quickly after packing up, I want to say a few words to your sister Ling'er."

"Yes, Mom." One by one, the sisters took the door and went out.

"Ling'er, my mother has raised you for so many years, and I want to keep you for a while, but we are such dusty women as this, they are dolls in the hands of men, whether it is blasphemy or playing, we can only obey." Aunt Xue sighed, "Mom hasn't let you pick up guests all these years, because I saw my shadow from you, beautiful and simple, but my mother can't do anything, we are women in the dust, I have taught you all these years, you must make good use of it..."

"Well... Mom. I bit my lower lip.

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