She stayed in front of a house called "Chunyi Building", which was built on the street, with a total of three floors, which was brightly lit, and the noise and laughter came out from inside, which made people have to sigh that this is really a paradise on earth.

The door of the spring building is open, and there are two women standing at the door, in such a cold weather, they are wearing thin gauze clothes, revealing half of their breasts, such professionalism is worth learning from all walks of life.

As soon as the two women saw Mao Leyan approaching, they stepped forward with a smile: "Son, the first time?" ”

Although the woman's demeanor is a little charming, her words are very polite and thoughtful, without a trace of obscenity, which makes Mao Leyan feel comfortable.

"Hehe, first time!" Mao Leyan rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, especially in the face of such a beautiful big girl.

The woman shouted inside, and immediately a young man who looked like a turtle slave ran out, and he stood in front of Mao Leyan with a grovel knee, with a warm smile on his face: "Childe, please inside!" ”

Mao Leyan straightened his waist and followed the turtle slave in.

A middle-aged woman with a face covered in fat powder, who seemed to be an old bustard, stepped forward and looked at Mao Leyan with a smile, "Does the son want a side room or a hall?" ”

Prostitution is a very private thing, Mao Leyan thinks it is better to close the door, she looked up at the second floor, pointed to a house on the street and said, "This son wants this." ”

The old bustard looked apologetic, "Eh, I'm really sorry, this private room has been left to King Qing, he will be there in a while, son, or ......."

Before the old bustard could finish speaking, he heard a turtle slave step forward and say, "Lord Qing is here, mom go out to greet him!" ”

The old bustard's face was happy, and he hurriedly said to the turtle slave: "Take this son to the room and say hello to the most beautiful girl." With that, he went out in a.

Qing Wangye? Is that her husband? Mao Leyan was slightly surprised, there are so many aunts and wives in this bastard's family, and they still came out to find women? Could it be that so many women can't satisfy him? She has only been in the palace for a few days, and he has started to mix in the Qinglou again? Aren't you afraid of the concubine's wrath?

The turtle slave led her to the room, and introduced as she walked: "Our Chunyi Building, that is the largest green building in the capital, the girls are beautiful, blowing, playing and singing, playing and playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!" ”

Mao Leyan smiled faintly, looked back at the man who was surrounded by everyone at the door, his eyebrows were smiling, his handsome face was slightly raised, the corners of his mouth had a shallow smile arc, and his long figure was wearing a well-fitting and straight cyan brocade suit, and a jade-white flowered belt was tied around his waist. Sure enough, it was the bastard.

Looking at Prince Qing, I don't know why Mao Leyan suddenly remembered the emperor's face in his heart, the emperor and Prince Qing are a little similar, the outline is similar, but the emperor is a little colder than him, and the emperor is cold when he looks at people, and his eyes are very sharp. On the contrary, Prince Qing's smile is a bit like a spring breeze.

As she walked, she looked back, comparing Prince Qing with the emperor in her heart, and didn't pay attention to the banana peel lying on the stairs.

In front of everyone's eyes, you can't fly with a whoosh, right? She had to hold her head and grunt and roll down.

In this way, it is impossible to think about it without attracting attention.

She just rolled to the feet of King Qing, and the scene burst into laughter. The bustard and the turtle slave hurriedly rushed over to help her up. She clapped her hands angrily, but fortunately she knew that she was not wearing pants, and she knew how to accommodate when she rolled down, otherwise, the spring would be over.

Such a humiliating thing happened to her.

She grabbed the placket of her clothes, then reluctantly stood up, and stood in front of King Qing with a big sting.

The eyes of the two were less than ten centimeters apart. Fang was the one she peeked at him, and now she saw him, and he saw her. Ten eyes were exchanged, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

A trace of doubt flashed on King Qing's face, but when he looked at him dressed in men's clothes, his doubts gradually subsided, and he said lightly: "Brother, how did you walk?" ”

Mao Leyan's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and then looked at the laughing prostitutes around her, everyone looked at her with a smile on their wine glasses.

The old bustard stepped forward and asked, "Childe, are you okay?" ”

Mao Leyan gritted his teeth and asked, "You guys, there's such a big banana peel in the stairs, don't you see it?" ”

The old bustard said innocently: "I'm really sorry, it's the slave's fault, but didn't the son see it?" Otherwise, how could it be stepped on? ”

The scene was laughing again, Mao Leyan suddenly realized that she had become the laughing stock of the audience, and it was even very likely to become the laughing stock of the entertainment world, she was annoyed and angry, and said angrily to the old bustard: "Why don't you hurry up and open a private room for Lao Tzu?" Didn't you see that Lao Tzu was soaking wet? Find ten or eight beautiful girls to serve Lao Tzu! ”

With that, he turned around and went upstairs with a crackle.

There was an earth-shattering laugh behind him, and even a prostitute joked: "This little brother, there are so many women in ten women, be careful that the bird is not broken, but it is broken!" ”

Mao Leyan didn't look back, and followed the turtle slave to the room angrily. She thought that this humiliating incident would be a major stain on her shrewd life, and that even bleach could not be washed away.

"Childe, don't be angry, the villain immediately called the girl to come in and serve Childe!" What the turtle slave is best at is to observe words and looks, and when he saw that Mao Leyan looked bad, he hurriedly comforted him.

"Go, and, buy a dress for my son!" Mao Leyan said lightly, "Be quick!" ”

The turtle slave said in embarrassment: "Childe, at this time, the clothing and accessories stores have been closed, I'm afraid I can't buy it!" ”

"Then you have to find a way!" Mao Leyan took out a thousand taels of silver ticket and put it on the table, "Hurry up, I have a heavy reward for my son!" ”

The turtle slave's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, the villain will do it immediately." ”

"Let's go and ask the bustard to buy it with the silver first, and then go back and settle the bill together!" Mao Leyan put away the silver ticket and rubbed his sour nose, feeling really uncomfortable when he couldn't sneeze.

"Yes, the villain immediately ordered someone to warm the wine, son, please wait!" The turtle slave immediately withdrew.

The turtle slave just exited, the door was knocked on again, Mao Leyan looked up, his heart suddenly beat faster, his face was stupid, and it was Qing Wang Ye standing outside the door.

He strode in with a smile on his face: "Brother Tai, don't you mind coming in?" Although he asked like this, there was no intention of asking between his words, and he sat opposite Mao Leyan with a big prickly face, staring at Mao Leyan quietly.

Mao Leyan looked at him vigilantly, could he have seen it? She had already deliberately spoken rudely in front of him, so she must not be able to associate her with the eighteenth aunt, right?

She replied quietly, "Lord Wang, I don't know what is the matter? ”

"Oh? Do you know the identity of this king? Qing Wang Ye was a little stunned, and looked at her with scrutinizing eyes.

"The old bustard said that he was going out to pick up Prince Qing, I am not deaf, so I naturally know that you are Lord Qing!" Although Mao Leyan said it easily, he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

Qing Wang Ye looked at her and said, "You are very similar to a friend that this king knows, and this king is curious for a while, so come in and have a look!" ”

Mao Leyan said lightly: "How many people are similar in the world? No wonder! ”

Qing Wang Ye also nodded, "Now it seems that people are just similar, this friend of this king, it is impossible for this friend to come here, okay, brother, it will not prevent you from continuing to have fun, have fun!" With that, he turned and went out.

Mao Leyan breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly closed the door, rummaged in the room for a while, picked up a bronze mirror and took a photo, fortunately, now his hair and clothes are soaked, and there is still a difference from the eighteenth aunt and grandmother in the past.

Just as she was relieved, the door was suddenly pushed open again, and she looked up in shock, only to see Prince Qing standing at the door, and asked with a smile: "By the way, I forgot to ask my brother Taigao's name!" ”

Mao Leyan didn't expect him to ask this question, he was not mentally prepared at all, fortunately he was not a stupid person, he saw her eyes roll, and said: "Under the surname Ma, it is called Ma Yao!" ”

"Surname Ma?" Qing Wang Ye asked.

"Horses, bull-headed horses!" Mao Leyan explained.

Prince Qing was relieved and said: "It turned out to be Brother Ma Xiaoyao, that brother is having fun, enter the king's account tonight, play slowly, and the king will not bother." ”

Mao Le was speechless, he still has the habit of inviting prostitutes? There's really a lot of money to spend.

Prince Qing returned to the private room, with a puzzled expression. Xiao Ya beside him asked, "Lord Wang, what's wrong?" ”

Prince Qing asked, "Don't you think that kid looks like a person?" ”

Xiao Ya was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "Like whom?" The subordinates were clumsy, but they didn't see it. ”

Prince Qing thought for a moment, although people are similar, but they are not similar like this? The silhouette of the woman and his body was somewhat similar. It's just that the kid is a man, although his body bones are a little thin, but the tone of his voice is imposing, and there is no doubt that he is a man.

But when I think about it, I feel that my skepticism is a little ridiculous, how could a woman come here?

Shaking his head, he picked up his wine glass, drank osmanthus wine slowly, and listened to the red-card aunt sing a song.

As for Mao Leyan, I really feel that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so it is better to go back quickly. But as soon as she wanted to slip away, the old bustard led the girl in, she stepped back and looked, Yan was thin and fat, with a warm smile on her face, and looked at her Fufu body: "Good son!" She nodded randomly, ordered a random one, and let them all go.

The girl stepped forward and said, "Hello Childe, the slave family is called Yanchun, dare to ask Childe's surname?" ”

"Don't respect the surname Ma!" Mao Leyan pointed to the chair and said, "You sit down first, and I'll go to the back and take off my clothes!" ”

Na Yanchun was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said: "Childe, the slave family is a performer who does not sell his body." ”