Beauty has a disease

Regarding "Duan Qingwu"'s words are true or false, Lian Ying didn't want to explore, she was once suppressed and reprimanded by "Duan Qingwu", and she didn't have a good impression of "Duan Qingwu", so she was very cute about "Duan Qingwu" at this time The pitiful appearance can't make her feel sympathy and pity, but she won't deliberately make things difficult because of holding grudges.

Lian Ying stood aside with downcast eyes, quietly waiting.

Miss always has her reasons for what she does, as long as she obeys.

Ember didn't know that there were people waiting for her in the Duan Mansion, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, because it was too embarrassing.

"Master Zhan Duan, why are you two here?"

The middle-aged man happily ran down, and within a few steps, he ran in front of Zhan Shuyun and Yu Jian. He stretched out his hands and picked up each of them. He was very enthusiastic, "I remember that Mr. Zhan would never come to the brothel. Is there something going on today?"

"And Mr. Duan, I only heard that your health is not very good, and you spend most of your time recuperating in the mansion. Why did you come to the brothel today?"

"Is your body fit?"

"Do you want me to introduce some girls to Mr. Duan?"

"Oh, you're welcome, I'm familiar with this place, or I..."

Facing the enthusiasm of this man who is obviously an official, Ember felt a little bit at a loss in her embarrassment. She claimed to be thick-skinned, but that was based on the fact that no one knew her or that she was all acquaintances. Your hand recommends to you the girl in the building who is good-looking, who is expensive, and who has a good job. Ember, who can even say such words as "broken sleeve" and "study", wants to escape for the first time.

"My... my lord, please do your work first. Mr. Zhan and I came here for a casual stroll, just for a casual stroll. You don't have to be so warm and polite."

Ember didn't know the name of the official who met him unilaterally, just like the official didn't know about Ember's evasion, he showed a look of "I understand" and winked at Ember, "Master Duan, don't be embarrassed, we It’s also good for people of the same path to exchange experiences!”

The officials were amazed in their hearts, they never expected that Yan Luo, who is famous in Beijing with a cold face, and Mr. Zhan, who can't marry a wife, is also a master who can visit brothels.

As for Duan Qingrong, he is weak, weak and unable to take care of himself, can he bear it?
Officials are racing their heads.

ember:"……"

Zhan Shuyun: "..."

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The capital is prosperous on the surface, but secretly it is full of wind and clouds.

Suburban barren hills
Mingtang knew that he was about to die.

There was a big hole in his chest, and trickling blood flowed under his body, spreading and corroding all around, his vitality drained away, and his body became colder and colder.

But the loss of life and the fear of death are not worth the humiliation of being humiliated.

I am so unwilling, unwilling to die like this, why he always bears the consequences of the misfortunes caused by others, why he is always the one who is given up, why is he still pretending to be in front of him even though he hates him... why?
Mingtang couldn't figure it out, he felt that his whole life was like a joke.

The depression in her heart was surging, and the resentment was intertwined, almost depriving her of what little reason she had left.

ding ding-

Maybe it was a hallucination before death, Mingtang thought, he seemed to hear a ringtone, not as clear and clear as he used to hear, but distant, soothing, reverberating, so that she couldn't hear clearly Whether the ringtone is in the ear or in the sky.

"Tsk, what am I supposed to be, but it turns out to be a person, and a dying person."

Mingtang tilted his head, and vaguely saw a woman in black walking slowly with an oil-paper umbrella. There seemed to be something hanging on the handle of the umbrella, and it swayed gently with the woman in black's steps.

The woman in black stopped in front of Mingtang, looked at it for a moment, seemed to be asking, and seemed to be talking to herself: "It seems that I have good luck to meet such a large wilderness."

What are they talking about? He clearly knows the meaning of these words, but he doesn't seem to understand a single word.

Looking at it from Mingtang's point of view, one could only see the woman's chin and her crimson lips. At this moment, the corners of her lips were slightly raised. Combined with the tone of the woman in black who spoke just now, I always felt that the woman was probably looking for fun.

"Mingtang."

After saying that, the woman in black tilted her umbrella and lifted it up again. Mingtang finally saw Lushan's true face:
The facial features are exquisite, and the appearance is as beautiful as a hibiscus emerging from water.

The woman leaned over slightly, looking down at him with cold eyes, as if looking at something, "Do you want to live?"

"……Who are you?"

Mingtang opened his mouth and forced himself to ask with difficulty.

The woman smiled when she heard the words, "Well, at the moment of life and death, you should first care about who I am... Tsk, people nowadays are not easy to lie to!"

"You don't need to know who I am for the time being, you just need to know that I want to make a deal with you."

"What deal?"

Mingtang knew that he was a cripple now, his hands and feet were broken, and after being fed the drug, his mind became more and more uncontrollable, and he could only rely on sensing the pain in his body to stay awake, "I have nothing on me that is worth trading. s things."

He has self-knowledge.

"That's not necessarily the case." The woman hooked her lips, "What I want is very simple, and you don't have to pay any special price."

The woman said: "I want you to live and then do things for me."

"As long as you agree, I will immediately treat you at all costs."

"Have you figured it out? You don't have much time."

"Think about your regrets, think about your unwillingness, are you willing to die with humiliation?"

Women are persuasive.

Finally, "What do I need to do?"

The woman smiled suddenly, "I want you to enter the palace as an inner eunuch and become my eyeliner in the palace."

"Enter the palace?!"

Even though most of Mingtang's strength disappeared and his words were blurred, he could still hear the disbelief and resistance in his words.

"Why, you were abandoned. Without my help, you would have died in this wilderness tonight. If so, why resist being an inner prisoner?"

As she said that, the woman's cool eyes flicked across him, and finally landed on his crotch, "Anyway, your descendants have been cut off, and they have lost their dignity a long time ago. If you promise me, you can live, let alone enter the palace to be a concubine." What's wrong with the supervisor?"

"Mingtang, you have no choice."

If you don't want to live, you can only die.

He has no choice.

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing I think I should tell you." The woman looked away from his crotch and returned to Mingtang's face, "The person who cut your thing is in the palace. "

Mingtang tilted his head with difficulty, "Okay, I'll do it." He agreed, "But at least you have to tell me your name."

"Then you remember it well, don't forget my name wrong when you get rich in the future." The woman was in a good mood, "I am called Yan Li now, you can call me Princess."

Yan Li said.