After drinking tea, the young man came in with food, Xing'er saw that it was all her favorite dishes, and she couldn't help but be a little suspicious, these two people were too strange, her favorite tea, her favorite dish, her favorite bamboo, the two looked at her with familiar eyes, all of which meant one thing, that is, they originally knew her. Of course, maybe not her, but her body. It's just that the two didn't ask her, it seems that this body has a story, this couple must be old acquaintances with her, and she happens to be the same as her, like tea, like these dishes, like these bamboos, and don't even love flowers. For she saw that there was not a single flower in the villa. There are small wild flowers on the side of the road, which have no fragrance, quietly bloom and then wither, and reflect each other with the grass.

I just don't know who she's possessed? But you can't be ugly.

After eating, the sky sank, and Xing'er looked at the sky, not knowing where to go.

New to the city, with no money and no relatives, don't know where to go? However, before she could say anything, she said, "It's getting late, why don't you rest here for a day." ”

The young man, now Xing'er also knew that his name was Dabao, and he also said kindly: "Yes, it's better to rest for one night before leaving." ”

Seeing that the couple was so enthusiastic, Xing'er shook her head: "No, I'm leaving, so as not to disturb you." ”

Linglong was anxious, "It's already night, where are you going?" Do you have a place to stay? Then he found that his tone was a little excessive, so he said lightly: "Although this is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, after all, it is not in the city, barren mountains and mountains, and it is not easy to find a place to settle." ”

"Thank you, but I'm leaving." She has never been accustomed to others being good to her, yes, barren mountains and mountains, it may not be impossible to stay, she feels that the dragon staff has returned to her, but why is the dragon staff by her side? It's been lent in modern times.

However, the dragon staff is a magic weapon carried by the law enforcers of the Long family, and when she is killed, the dragon staff can naturally sense it.

Dabao grabbed Linglong, "Let her go, where is the reason to embarrass the guests?" ”

Xing'er smiled slightly, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, do you have sperm to lend me?" “

"Wait a minute." Linglong turned around and went in, and walked over with a bronze mirror for a while, Xing'er looked at the face in the mirror, but there was a hint of familiarity in the strangeness, this face that captivated the country and the city was better than her original.

"Thank you!" She smiled, then turned away.

Dabao hugged Linglong and muttered, "Looking at the strangeness in her eyes, I feel so uncomfortable." ”

"Fortunately, the national teacher calculated the day she came back and ordered you and me to wait here, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to eat a full meal."

Dabao was excited, on the day of the stars, what was in the coffin was just a fake body, and the real body had been frozen. When the national teacher returned to the dynasty, he calculated the day and place of Xing'er's return, set up an enchantment, and put Xing'er's original body on the slope of Butterfly Valley, so that when Xing'er's soul wore it, it was still the original body.

And this time, neither Long Yingxuan nor Long Liufeng could participate, but no one from the Long family could help.

Fortunately, Xing'er is really back.

The stars walked along the path all the way out of the valley, the twilight was four, the sky and the earth were dark, it was a windless, moonless, starless night, a large black cloud moved in the sky, it seemed that a spring rain was brewing.

"If you don't have money, how can you live this life?" Xing'er sat on the stone on the side of the road, it was not that she didn't want to live in the Butterfly Valley, but she always felt that the couple was a little weird, and the Butterfly Valley made her feel very uncomfortable, and she always felt a depression in her heart, and she just wanted to leave.

Suddenly, she remembered that the owner of this body would have silver and silver tickets on him? So she hurriedly searched for the sleeve in her arms, and sure enough, she found a silver ticket, although it was dark, she still saw the amount on it, one thousand taels of silver tickets.

How much is a thousand taels in this era and is probably relatively modern? She didn't have any idea, but thought that since she had money, it was better to go to the capital and find an inn to stay.

With the transfer technique, Xing'er arrived in the capital in an instant, the capital is still very lively at the moment, but every household is hanging a white lantern, and after careful questioning, I learned that the queen mother of the current dynasty collapsed three months ago, and the whole country mourned.

Xing'er disagreed, there was still a certain resistance to the ancient monarchy, and the death of a personal or family matter had nothing to do with the people, so why should the people mourn together? It's really a Celestial Empire act.

She wanted to find an inn to rest, but after passing a brothel, she had a sense of curiosity in her heart, so she changed her clothes in a tailor's shop, and spent a total of three taels of silver on a fine silk dress. transformed into a handsome son.

Shaking the feather fan, she asked the boss: "I just saw a brothel, it seems to be called Yang Hualou, boss, how much silver does it cost to live in it for one night?" ”

"Miss wants to go to Yang Hualou? But it can't be done. This is a place that is not serious, and you are afraid that you will be taken advantage of. The boss saw that she was beautiful and beautiful, and hurriedly persuaded her to dispel her thoughts.

"It's not that I went, but my brother had been playing in it for several nights, ordering someone to go home to get the money, and my father died early, and my mother was inconvenient, so I had to change my clothes to pull my brother home. And I was afraid that I would be opened by the people of Yang Hualou, so I asked the price first. Xing'er was unhurriedly telling a set of lies that he made up at will.

"So that's the case, but I haven't been to this Yang Hualou, I heard the guests who came and went, the most expensive Oiran in it cost twenty taels of silver a night, as for the general, it is estimated to be one or two to five taels, and it is too long to reach our family for more than a month in one night." The boss shook his head and said.

"How much does a nearby inn cost for a night?"

"A penny." The boss replied that he thought she was a girl who had never been out of the house, and he was curious and wanted to ask, so he told her one by one.

"Thank you, boss." Xing'er said goodbye to the boss, this dress fits very well, and the material is also very good, three taels of silver, Xing'er estimated it, it is about the same as the modern three thousand yuan.

Qinglou, where there are men, there are indispensable places in Fengyue, these flower streets and willow alleys, there have been many famous sentences, and many poets and lyricists linger in the Qinglou. She wanted to see what the difference was between the ancient Qinglou and the modern nightclub.

In fact, there are several kinds of brothels, of course, engaging in pornographic activities is indispensable, Yang Hualou is a high-end brothel, it is a business place that maintains many commercial interests. A high brothel is a highly open and complex business with a complex system of organization, and its livelihood depends on the supply of goods and services from various sources. Customers often summon prostitutes to entertain in public in the presence of other men, either inside the brothel or outside the brothel. The men who were snugglers made friends with each other and strengthened their business and political ties. This kind of relationship also makes the prostitution a place for the powerful and famous to show their style and knowledge, so it is not as simple as a transaction.

Yang Hualou is such a place.

Xing'er walked into Yang Hualou, and the welcoming old bustard was stunned for a moment when she saw her face, and then her face turned pale, and then she looked carefully at her face and figure, which was exactly the same as the dead dragon queen. This Yang Hualou is the place where Yan Zhu was born back then, this old bustard has seen Xing'er several times, and the people in these Fengyue places are generally more sharp-eyed. However, Xing'er didn't seem to recognize her at all, glanced at her lightly, and turned his face to look at the tables that leaned on the red and green, and the noise and all kinds of laughter came, which was very pleasant and harmonious.

In fact, Yang Hualou has changed its operations since Yan Zhu followed Xing'er, and has upgraded its grade. Today's Yang Hualou no longer focuses on selling his body, but selling his art. Most of the prostitutes also have various skills with Yan Zhu at a glance.

She stiffened her head and walked over, "This son, the first time you came?" ”

Xing'er looked at her eyes, "Well, is there still a private room?" I'm going to stay here for a few days. ”

"Yes, Childe, please." The old bustard didn't dare to slack off, but Xing'er knew from her eyes that she knew her daughter's body. It's just a door-to-door business, how can there be any reason not to make money?

In fact, the old bustard can't determine her identity, and she doesn't dare to offend easily, she is not a person who mixes officialdom, but she occasionally has contact with Yan Zhu, speaking of the death of the dragon queen, although Yan Zhu is sad, even the words always make people feel that the dragon queen is not dead.

The government and their women don't understand, especially the Dragon Queen was once in power, maybe her death is the same as the previous emperor, is a plan?

Xing'er went upstairs all the way and attracted the eyes of many prostitutes, and it is really rare for such a personable teenager to be seen.

The bustard personally took her to a private room, and then said, "Childe, please wait a while, I'll let the girl serve." ”

Xing'er nodded, looking at this elegant room, but the color of the bed was a little brighter, which did not match the decoration in this room.

There was a toise chair by the window, this position was deliberately raised, and when he lay down, he could see everything on the street.

As soon as the bustard came out of the room and wanted to go downstairs, she saw a woman hurriedly walking up, she was surprised, it was Yan Zhu, she knew in her heart that it must be the queen of the dragon.

"Don't say anything, the people inside let me serve, but don't talk about the past, she has lost all her memories now, you just treat me as a girl in Yang Hualou." Yan Zhu said.

"I don't ask or say, you can tell me what you want to do." The old bustard said.

"Mom, you just have to treat her as a regular guest. I'll go and dress up, and you will order someone to prepare drinks and good cloud tea. Yan Zhu said and entered a makeup room.

After about half a pillar of incense time, Yan Zhu pushed open the door and walked in, Xing'er opened her eyes slightly, only to see a woman with light fat powder entering, a gust of wind raised the hem of her clothes, she didn't have any incense on her body, Xing'er couldn't help but look up at her face carefully, delicate, beautiful, exquisite, there was a trace of shame in her eyes, such a woman actually looked at her and moved her heart.

The woman stepped forward and gave a salute: "I've seen the son, but I don't know the son's surname?" ”

"My surname is Dragon." Xing'er replied.

"It turned out to be Long Gongzi, does Gongzi want to listen to music or drink tonight? It's okay to be right with a poem. Yan Zhu smiled lightly, and several maids came in with wine, food and tea sets behind her, Yan Zhu asked them to put their things on the table, and then motioned for them to go out and close the door.