Wu Niang raised her head and saw the Tang-style woman. She immediately bent slightly and respectfully, folded her hands in front of her, and quickly stepped forward, "Sister Lingxiang, Wu Niang failed to accept the guests well. Please ask for help." Punishment.”
While everyone's eyes were attracted to Sister Lingxiang, Wen Xiaoyun pushed Bai Yao back calmly.
Ask his face to be hidden as much as possible in the curtain.
Although the four princes wore masks, no one outside could recognize them.
But Bai Ya's face is so beautiful that it's so eye-catching.
She was still afraid that if it was exposed too much, it would bring trouble to Bai Yao.
Sensing Wen Xiaoyun's good intentions, Bai Yu felt warm in his heart when he saw her, who was half a head shorter than him, using her thin body to shield herself from the wind and rain.
He quietly reached out and took Wen Xiaoyun's hand, indicating to her that he was always there.
Wen Xiaoyun accurately understood Bai Yao's meaning, and even more understood his determination to always protect herself.
Most of the people in the surrounding crowd had never seen the legendary proprietress of Ling Ou Xiang.
For a moment, I craned my neck to look curiously.
It's just that although people gathered around her unconsciously, the powerful aura of Sister Lingxiang made them couldn't help but stand back half a step, making way for this legendary figure.
Regarding the legend about Sister Lingxiang, the fat man who was the troublemaker has also heard about it.
At first, he didn't take these rumors seriously at all, but now he really saw Sister Lingxiang's beautiful and sharp eyes, and his aura was still a little lower unconsciously.
"Me, we brothers went out to have a drink. We didn't finish the drink, but we got beaten for no reason?!" The fat man stuttered a little at first, but he finally found some courage. Holding his thick neck and suppressing his blush, he yelled, "It's okay to ask our brothers to leave, but we can't fight in vain. Not only do we have to pay back the money we spent drinking and listening to music, but we also have to compensate for our medical expenses. Otherwise, we will not be beaten tomorrow." Just go to the officials and have your black shop closed!"
The thin scholar standing in front of him has always been the master of the fox and the tiger.
Now that he heard Fat Tiger's harsh words, he quickly stepped forward to help, "You guys, don't you know who our prince is? He is the nephew of the prefect. If he makes him unhappy, we will sue him." In the yamen of the state capital, it only takes a blink of an eye to seal your Ling Ou Xiang!"
After hearing this, the onlookers understood why the fat man dared to make a scene in Ling Ou Xiang.
I have long heard that a prince came from out of town a while ago, and he was the nephew of Lord Wang, the prefect of Yanzhou.
Mr. Wang has no heirs and was originally going to adopt an heir. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, this nephew is equivalent to the prefect's son.
This prince had eccentric behavior and a violent temper. He was a person who should not be messed with. He did not know much about many things in Yanzhou, so he often caused trouble for the prefect.
If there is any confusion in the later draft, I will revise it together after half an hour.
Wen Xiaoyun sneered and stepped forward. These compartments in Ling Ou Xiang were not completely closed. The neighbors on the left and right could hear what was going on.
Not to mention that we were waiting outside the door because we were eager to see Miss Tong'er. Even if we invited friends on the left and right to come out, we also knew that Miss Tong'er was working hard to cooperate with you throughout the whole process. Even Wu Niang was It was Ming who broke the rules and forced Miss Tong'er to serve several people.
But you are not only dissatisfied, but you are even more demanding. Miss Tong'er is not negligent at all.
Let's get back to it, even if you have disputes with me and my brother, this prince is the one who takes action first.
We, Ling Ou Xiang, have never been comparable to ordinary brothels. We have girls who specialize in showing off laughter, but you don’t choose them and prefer to embarrass our romantic girls. This clearly means that you don’t take the rules of our Ling Ou Xiang seriously.
After entering Ling Ou Xiang, but violating Ling Ou Xiang's rules, I want to see what deep background you have.
Then he said, "Mr. Li, is that so? It just so happens that the distant relative that Mrs. Li was looking for a while ago is called Miss Xing'er. It's also a coincidence that I am from the same hometown as her. Originally, I was worried that we were of low status and could not easily get along with her." Madam, please contact me. I actually met Mr. Li here today. I am just passing on this information to Mr. Wang. I wonder if I can be of help to you."
As soon as he heard the word Xing'er, the fat man's face turned pale.
He was the only one who could understand what Sister Xiangxiang said.
Xing'er was not a distant relative of his mother at all, but the little maid that the trafficker sold to him a while ago.
When he heard that Xing'er was only twelve years old, he lost interest.
He always liked ripe peaches and had no feelings for raw melon eggs that had not yet bloomed.
Not to mention that it's boring and tasteless, and I can't bear the trouble. It's extremely dull.
But he couldn't stand the trafficker's lavish praise, so he took a look.
Unexpectedly, with just one glance, he fell in love with Xing'er.
Although Xing'er is only twelve years old, she is extremely beautiful. She is as tender and bright as dewdrops, and is a golden ripe apricot.
But after all, he was too young, and he didn’t survive even a day before he collapsed.
According to the custom, just wrap a mat and bury them in a mass grave.
But what I never expected was that when the servants carried the rolled straw mats to the mass grave, they found that it was empty and there was nothing inside.
