Chapter 409: The Empress's Harem Law 40
There is a lot of meaning in these words.
Ouyang Zimo is the empress's concubine, and she is actually friendly with a petty official in the Qinglou.
No matter what era or country it is, the prostitutes in Qinglou are all lowly people, and their lowly status cannot be put on the stage.
The envoy of the Heavenly Star Kingdom was even more severely struck in his heart.
Shame on the blatant.
The dignified prince of the Heavenly Star Kingdom actually mixed with the male prostitute of the Qinglou, which is simply a ruined reputation, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance.
The female official of Shui Yunguo looked at Ouyang Zimo's eyes, faintly revealing a little greed.
I heard that the male prostitutes in the Qinglou are the best at pleasing women, could it be that Ouyang Proton went to the Qinglou to find male prostitutes to learn bed skills in order to please the empress?
Ouyang Zimo bit the groove of his back teeth, restraining the surging anger.
Ji Jiuge actually asked him to perform like a male prostitute, and the people who watched the drama here were all women from Shuiyun Country, as well as the envoys of Tianxing.
The empress insulted him in a blatant manner, comparing him to a male prostitute in the Qinglou.
"Your Majesty said that I only have a one-sided relationship with the young man of Qing Gardenia, and I have never been friends."
A cold glint flashed in Fu Sang's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up like a smile rather than a smile.
"It turned out that I was wrong, the last time I just returned to the palace, you let the young man of Qing Yu enter the palace to perform, I thought that you had a good relationship and became friends in the boudoir."
Even if Ouyang Zimo opened his mouth in vain, he couldn't say it clearly, and no matter how much he refuted, it would be useless.
Fu Sang's delicate eyebrows were stained with a smile, and he ordered in a gentle tone: "Come on, let everyone appreciate your piano skills." ā
In the center of the palace is a guqin, and the attendants have set up their stools.
Ouyang Zimo had to obey the order and get up, and walked towards the guqin with heavy steps.
With each step, the hatred in his heart deepened.
Ouyang Zimo clenched his hands into fists, his handsome face was full of clouds, and he tried to endure anger and hatred.
Ling Shuangxue also clenched her wine glass and stared at Ouyang Zimo with heartache.
This is her man, bullied in public by the Straw Bale Queen, and she can't do anything but watch from afar.
Zi Mo, wait.
The humiliation you suffered today, as well as the oppression you experienced in the palace last time, I will let Ji Jiuge return it a thousand times in the future.
Ouyang Zimo played the guqin.
After finishing the song, Fu Sang commented lightly: "Proton's piano skills are lacking, not as good as Qing Gardenia's son, you still need to learn more from him." ā
Ouyang Zimo lowered his head to hide the killing intent that flashed in his eyes, and said, "Zimo has never learned the piano, and he doesn't like to play the piano very much. ā
Fusang provoked people, and his heart was very happy.
"Alright, let's go down."
Ouyang Zimo took a deep breath and returned to his position.
After the banquet.
The envoy of the Celestial Star Kingdom hurried away like a street rat that had been killed.
Following.
As soon as Fusang finished dealing with the government affairs, he received an invitation from Emperor Xuanji Feng.
The female official led her to the Heavenly Palace.
Seeing her come to the palace, Pet Ai walked over quickly and took her arm.
"Little Sangsang, you're finally here, let's go, let's go out of the palace to play."
Fusang was dragged away and hurriedly asked, "Where to go?" ā
In the evening, she has to have dinner with the little girl.
Pet Ai blinked her pretty eyes, and her red lips hooked a wanton smile.
"Certainly a good place."
ā¦ā¦ The so-called good place.
When Fusang lifted the curtain and looked at the gorgeous buildings outside, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.
Of course, there is only one place to go where women can be romantic.
And that'sā
The famous Mankalou in Kyoto.