Wan Mei carefully groomed the bronze mirror, always with a faint smile on her face, not showing off or pretending.

A group of people flocked to the city, saying congratulations on the wedding, but in fact, they all suffered from pink eye. They are jealous, they are also Qinglou women, why did the evening charm climb to the high branches, and from now on, they will be superior?

Especially the charm girl who doesn't get along with the evening charm on weekdays, also followed everyone. She hugged her shoulders at the moment, leaned against the door, and sneered at them while knocking on the melon seeds in a variety of ways.

"Come and take a look, I'm afraid I'll have to go to Houfu if I want to see the top brand of Baihualou in the future!" She spat out the skin of melon seeds, and her tone was sour.

"Yes, Wanmei, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet often in the future." The other woman patted Wan Mei on the shoulder with some sadness.

She is Wan Qiu, the only true friend of Wan Mei in Baihualou.

She sighed, in the past, Wanmei took care of her again, and now that she is about to get married, she is a little reluctant.

Wan Mei put down the comb, turned around and took her little hand and smiled comfortingly.

"It's just a matter of getting married, and it's not certain whether the future will be sweet or bitter. Besides, you and my sister, I will come to see you often. ”

After hearing this, Wan Qiu's face looked much better. She nodded trustingly and told her to be more careful in everything after marrying into the Houfu.

Before she was done, she looked around and whispered in her ear by arranging the hairpin for the evening charm, when she was sure that no one was paying attention to her.

"Especially beware of Tang Yan's mother, I heard that Qinghe's disappearance has something to do with her."

Wan Mei looked at her in a daze, her eyes a little hesitant. She had expected that this matter would not be simple, but she didn't expect it to be related to the Meng family.

She pinched the wooden comb, mechanically combed her black temples, and her thoughts drifted far away.

At that time, he was only 12 years old, his mother died early, and his father, who was a gambler, became inhumane because of gambling. In order to raise enough money for gambling, he sold her young to the old bustard in Baihualou.

Although she is ignorant, she also knows that she is afraid that she will not meet a lover in her life. Sure enough, the men of Baihualou regarded her as a plaything, and the women regarded her as a fierce rival. Fortunately, because she is young and beautiful, she knows how to observe words and feelings, and is deeply loved by the bustard, and she is made the first Oiran of Baihualou!

At that time, she had few friends, and everyone was openly and secretly targeting her, because she was favored, and there were many people who put small shoes on her back.

There is only a new girl who is kind to her in obscurity. Someone put a pair of scissors in her shoes, and she came running to tell her not to wear those shoes. Someone secretly tore her dance dress, and she also sewed it for herself overnight.

That person is Qinghe, and when she was sold here by her ruthless stepmother, she was a year older than herself. The first time I saw her, I was beaten by the bustard in the backyard. That day, she was curled up in the rain alone, not crying or making trouble, stubbornly holding her head high, looking at everyone onlookers.

Later, the bustard was worried about his life, so his subordinates stopped. She spat at her in disgust.

"I really thought I was a young lady, and I dared to go against the wishes of the guests. I can tell you, the old lady eats and drinks for you, not for you to spoil the old lady's business. What if your heart is higher than the sky, and you are not yet a maid who serves people! ”

The old bustard scolded and walked away, leaving her alone on her knees in the rain, soaking wet.

She looked at her cold eyes, and a strange feeling occurred in her heart. The woman in front of her seems to be weak, but she is actually stronger than anyone else. She wasn't even afraid of death. Fang was beaten by the old bustard on the head and bled out, and he didn't say a word of begging for mercy.

Intrigued, she inquired about the others. The others sneered and said that he was not the perverted guest yet! It turned out that the guest had Qinghe strip off her clothes and lie on the bed, holding a candlestick and drizzling her with wax oil. Qinghe didn't allow it, and the guest beat her, and she couldn't bear to fight back, but she was taught a lesson by the bustard.

Wan Mei was surprised, she didn't expect such a dirty guest, and she didn't expect the bustard to be so ruthless.

That day, when everyone had gone, she walked up to her, and the rain had soaked her clothes, and the blood from her wounds was gurgling. She held an oil-paper umbrella for her distressedly and asked her to go to the house to bandage it quickly.

Qinghe raised her blue nose and swollen face, and smiled heartbreakingly at her.

"Why bandage, isn't it just right to die? People like us are superfluous to live, not even as good as a dog! The way she cried and laughed made her unable to help but cry.

Wan Mei held her cold hand and put down her chest, and said seriously for herself, but also for those who have failed her, they must live!

When Qinghe heard this, hope for life was rekindled in his eyes. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up from the ground, and limped after the evening charm.

As the rain fell, Qinghe turned her head and took a deep look at the gloomy sky, telling herself that she would never be so cowardly again!

While he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open. The old bustard walked in with his dress and laughing.

"Alas, my ancestors, everyone's sedan chairs have arrived at the door, why are you still grinding here!" There was a hypocritical smile on her fat face.

Wan Mei looked at her, only to feel sick in her heart. At the beginning, when Tang Yan said that he wanted to redeem her, she was reluctant in every way. Later, the Meng family sent someone to propose marriage, and she opened her mouth again and slaughtered Houfu once.

"Alas, you're gone, what should I do with this Baihualou." The bustard patted her on the shoulder, with regret on his face.

Wan Mei sneered in her heart, she had earned her a lot of money over the years, but she was still not satisfied. I'm afraid she asked for so much silver to bring to the coffin.

"Mom, I'm gone, and naturally there are other obedient sisters who take my place. Besides, my mother taught her so well, are you worried that she can't cultivate a second night charm? Wan Mei pretended to be intimate and took the bustard's hand and said.

The bustard laughed, indeed. There are a lot of girls in her Baihua Building, as long as she is willing to cultivate, any one of them may become the second evening charm, no, more than the evening charm!

But having said that, there are a few words that still need to be explained.

"If the Houfu treats you badly, you can come back at any time, and your mother will take care of everything for you." She whispered.

Wan Mei smiled and said nothing, but she scolded hatefully in her heart, this old witch is really insatiable! Don't worry, I won't let you get your way.

After Tang Yan's fox friends heard that he was really married, some were envious, some ridiculed, and of course, some were blessed. Tang Yan has no ability, but his father has the ability.

Meng Shi did fulfill his promise, the rich bride price, and the beautiful wedding team was no less than the style of marrying a wife.