When Ling Chan was tired and let go of Taizhi, His Royal Highness the Prince's handsome face was imprinted with a large mottled red mark.

Ling Chan collapsed in his sandalwood chair without a straight face, and unfolded the fold that was pressed under his face.

At a glance, I saw the dazzling ink ball in the handsome and elegant, upright and beautiful book.

"Huh," she scoffed, "that's your all-out?" ”

There was silence during the platform.

Ling Chan looked at his stiff face and easily guessed where the ink came from.

Although I have convinced myself to be respectful, to be decent, to be silent as if nothing happened. But the moment I heard her name, I still couldn't control my heart palpitations and my hands trembled?

Ling Chan was very interesting, she glanced at the handwriting of Taizhi and found that this one was written about the ins and outs of private prostitution.

There were official prostitutes in the Dayong Dynasty.

The Department of Teaching and Workshop is in charge of all the official prostitutes, and the official prostitutes in them are basically the criminals who have been exiled from their homes, and they are used in a wide range of ways, such as the items that the magistrate eats in his spare time, the gifts presented when receiving distinguished guests, and the gifts offered when he walks around.

Although the fundamental purpose is to vent desires, official prostitution is strictly managed, and it retains basic decency compared with private prostitution.

There are many reasons for the rampant prostitution, and in this excerpt, Taizhi analyzes social phenomena in simple terms and puts forward suggestions for improvement.

Ling Chan raised her eyebrows while watching, "Is there anything else?" ”

Tan Taizhi sent another book, and Ling Chan opened it to see that it was analyzing the private prostitutes in the capital, which mentioned several large-scale private prostitutes, and analyzed the backers behind them one by one, as well as the channels through which they purchased goods.

With this, fools can uproot the private prostitutes in the capital.

"So clear, huh?" Ling Chan approached curiously, "Have you been there too?" ”

"I-"

The hurried words were swallowed back into his stomach by Taizhi, and the panic that blurted out in an instant seemed to have never happened, and he said calmly and casually: "When I was socializing with my colleagues, I occasionally mentioned it. ”

"I don't believe it."

Ling Chan tilted her head and approached him.

The smell of Taizhi is very light, only the refreshing aroma of bamboo or other plants, smelling and smelling is like being in a bamboo forest, the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rub, and the sound of rattling.

Taizhi was much taller than Ling Chan, and Ling Chan had to stand on tiptoe in order to get close to him, and she quickly got tired, and she stretched out her arms dissatisfiedly to wrap her arms around Taizhi's neck.

Under his arm, his muscles tense and stiff, like a piece of stunned wood, stiffened in the late autumn sun.

But when Ling Chan pressed him down, he was soft like a lump of soft sticky candy, kneaded by others.

Ling Chan looked at himself reflected in his dark pupils, bent his lips and smiled, the girl's smiling face has always been bright, but in the current scene, it is almost vicious without heart and lungs.

The pupils of Osamu Taiji's eyes trembled.

The distance between him and Ling Chan is getting closer, closer and closer—it's derailment, it's offense, it's ridiculousness, it's everything that shouldn't happen between them.

But he was powerless to resist.

The girl in front of him was holding the arm around his neck and was weak and weak, and he could easily overturn her with one hand.

But he couldn't.

He could only close his eyes in embarrassment, and turn into a beautiful and weak flower, into a rolling dew on the branches, into a soft white cloud, into anything weak and deceitful.

Indulge in all her presumptuousness.

But I felt the girl's gentle breathing rubbing against her cheeks, and in her ears, her red lips opened gently, "Thank you for the excerpt, I like it very much." ”

"I want to sign it with my name and turn it into my article for my benefit, you will definitely agree, right?"

He nodded stiffly.

"Then I will thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince first! If you have this kind of good thing in the future, remember to think of me. ”

Taizhi opened his eyes, watched Ling Chan stand up with a happy smile, picked up a few folds on the table, and walked briskly, about to step out of the door in a few steps.

"That's right," Ling Chan suddenly turned around, and Taizhi lost her soul, and her stunned face was suddenly lit up by her words, and her eyes stared at her without blinking.

The tails of his eyes were red, and his dark pupils revealed hopes and longings that he had never even noticed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is high above, why did he become like this?

It's pathetic. It's a pity that Ling Chan has never been a compassionate person, she asked with a smile, "You didn't think I was going to kiss you just now, did you?" ”

"You actually speculate about your mother concubine like this," Ling Chan's smile was widened, full of evil, "His Royal Highness the Prince, it's so dirty." ”

Taizhi's face was pale, like falling into an ice cellar.

……

The girl in front of her was smiling like a flower, bright and innocent, as if she didn't understand what kind of conical words she had spoken.

Yu Taizhi sneered, strode over, pinched Ling Chan's wrist, and pushed her back to the chair behind the wooden table.

The girl's skin was as smooth as snow, and her slender wrists were pinched by him with red marks, and they soon swollen.

Ling Chan's eyebrows were raised, very dissatisfied, "What are you doing?" ”

After she became a concubine, she had a big temper and was scary, and she was held by people everywhere she went, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her at all, so she said coldly, "I just told the truth, are you weak-hearted?" ”

"Yes."

There is nothing that he does not dare to admit. He looked at Ling Chan's clear eyes and himself with an ugly desire in his eyes, and couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

Ling Chan gave him a backhand slap.

There was a hot pain on his face, and a little red stain overflowed from his lips, but he didn't care at all, he pinched Ling Chan's two wrists with one hand, raised them above her head, and hugged the thin waist under the shirt skirt with the other.

The beauty in her arms widened her eyes in shock, and her eyes were so angry that there was water in her eyes, and the fog, together with the large red clouds on her face, made her heart sore and swollen.

Love and hate, resentment and anger are intertwined into a big net in his heart, densely packed.

Ling Chan was still struggling, the white millet teeth bit her lower lip, ravaging different shades of red, the red was soft and crimson, and the hearts of the red people were on fire.

Taizhi lowered his eyes and pressed down.

……

“——！”

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his chest, which had been suppressed in his dreams, was breathing rapidly and trembling.

Why did he dream like that?

Obviously, that day, Ling Chan taunted him, happily carried the fold and left, and he sat alone in the study from the rising sun to the sunset.

Thinking about it, he rubbed his hands unconsciously, and the tender skin of the girl in his dream was still on his fingertips...... What was he thinking!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sat alone in the bed tent, red as a monkey's buttocks.

……

"Your Highness is awake? Call for water? Outside the tent came the softly asked of the servant.

"Call," Taizhi hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Is there any movement on the side of the concubine?" ”

There was silence outside the account for a while, and Taizhi immediately added: "About the abolition of private prostitution!" ”

"The concubine Niangniang handed over the errand to General Fu Xiao, and recently, General Fu Xiao has been uprooting the private prostitutes in Beijing one by one." The big eunuch outside the tent lowered his voice, a little uneasy, "Look, the slave is using the method you wrote in the excerpt!" But your name was never mentioned! ”

“…… It's okay. ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the bed tent had a calm voice without any ups and downs.