Hearing him say this, the little guy said "ouch".

"Lord Wang, you are kind, but this silver falls into the hands of Miss Yinghong's family, and it may not be spent on her posthumous affairs."

Feng Hongyin raised his eyes, this was the first time he had heard this statement.

He has always been high, how can he understand the bitterness and suffering of these lowly prostitutes.

The little servant said on the side: "Everyone knows that prostitutes are the most despicable, if they have half a chance to choose, who will do this kind of business?" Most of the girls in this Qinglou were sold by their own families. can send his daughter to the Qinglou, so he doesn't treat his daughter as a human being. ”

Feng Hongyin stiffened.

Xiao Wu didn't see his stiffness, and then said: "The woman in the Qinglou is beautiful on the surface, wearing gold and silver, but in fact, most of them are forced to enter the Qinglou. ”

Most of them were forced to enter the Qinglou.

Feng Hongyin's throat moved slightly, and he only felt a dry piece in his throat.

She...... Is it also a last resort?

How could it be, didn't her mother say that she was greedy for wealth, so she volunteered to go to the Qinglou?

The little guy only followed him recently, and he didn't know the entanglement between him and Ye Chuijin, so he sighed after saying that: "If you become a famous prostitute, you can still protect yourself, if you are an ordinary prostitute, you can serve two or three people a night, then you really have to be trampled under your feet even if you have self-esteem." ”

“…… What does it mean to preserve yourself? Feng Hongyin's voice was dry.

Only then did the little guy realize that something was wrong with him.

But when the master asked, he didn't dare not answer, so he could only cautiously reply on the side: "Whether the girls in the Qinglou are clear, the Qingqi people only sell their arts, not their bodies, and they are still complete when they get out of the Qinglou......"

"Bang", the book in Feng Hongyin's hand fell into the carriage.

Qing people......

When I got out of the green building, I was still complete......

He remembered the night he was drunk.

Feng Hongyin no longer remembered what happened that night, but he knew that the person lying under him, the person who was held in his arms, felt extremely satisfied when he was close to his skin.

At that time, he looked at Luo Hong on the bed and felt that it couldn't be her.

After all, she was a prostitute, she was a skin trader, and she still had a filthy belly pocket in her room.

But is the truth really what he sees?

Is the woman who laughs a little shy like the moonlight frost really so filthy?

He took a few deep breaths.

At this moment, he wanted to see her and listen to her unfinished explanations that day.

The carriage bumped on the road for three days before returning to the capital.

After entering Beijing, Feng Hongyin first returned to the palace to pray, and when he left the palace, he hurriedly walked to the palace.

It was just halfway through the road that he turned his eyes and saw a familiar woman.

The woman was a little fatter, dressed in gold and silver, and was talking to Lu Sixian.

Lu Sixian had a little impatience on his face.

"I said I was going to the south for disaster relief, how can I take you?"

The woman didn't care, and was going to sprinkle in the street: "You have no conscience! If I hadn't been a female celebrity day and night, where would you get the money to take the imperial examination? Now that I have become a celebrity around the emperor, I don't want to recognize me as a mother! ”

Lu Sixian tore her hand away and roared in a low voice: "You have been a female celebrity day and night? How did you get your money, do you think I don't know! ”