I really don't want to be a traitor

After spending a long time in ink, Fan Li finally understood what Fan Chun was trying to do.

Shura Field?

For him, marrying any of the three girls is good news that comes from heaven.

But marrying three people at the same time is more or less scary.

"The cause yesterday is the result today, and you deserve it!" Fan Li said angrily.

"Second brother!" Fan Chun said anxiously: "My original intention was to cooperate with you? What kind of good thing can the younger brother of a traitor be? Of course, drinking, gambling, visiting brothels and other activities."

"What did you do to get me involved?" Fan Li was very depressed.

But what the brother said seemed to have some shred of truth, and it also seemed to be completely bastard logic.

"Brother! I don't care, you have to help me with this!"

The dignified commander of the 200,000-strong garrison was acting rogue now.

Seeing that he could not separate the relationship, Fan Li had no choice but to give in: "Tell me, what do you want? Will the three girls marry, and how many will they marry?"

Fan Chun's eyes brightened when he heard this.

"All!"

"I want it all!"

"Brother, you must help me to marry all three of them smoothly."

Fan Li flew up and kicked Fan Chun directly on the butt.

Hateful!

The buttocks of Hedao practitioners were too thick. Fan Li was thrown to the ground by the shock, but Fan Chun was fine at all!

"Brother, don't be angry. You said you were going to beat me. How about I take off my protective aura and let you beat me?" Fan Chun smiled and helped Fan Li up, then dusted him off with a fawning expression.

"This matter is not that easy!" Fan Li said angrily.

Do you want a woman to be tolerant and not jealous, and to forgive a man who cheated on her with his duplicity?

is it possible?

There are two most difficult things for a woman to do in her life.

"You provoke three at once, brat, who did you learn this from?!"

Fan Chun stared at Fan Li pitifully, his eyes seeming to say: What do you think?

"go!"

"Brother, where are you going?"

"Nonsense, go and ask for your hand in marriage!"

……

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Su Qingfang, Chen Shishi, and Qin Hongyu had already left their humble status and moved out of the brothels where they made their fortunes.

Three gorgeous and famous courtesans in the capital, perhaps because they have been friends for a long time or because they once played together, they agreed to buy the same house and became close friends living together.

In the capital city of Dachu, every inch of land is worth every inch of money.

But with the oiran's wealth, it is not a problem to buy an elegant house.

It is said that this is the ancestral house of a certain meritorious family and was given by the Emperor of Chu hundreds of years ago.

However, the family was in decline, and the descendants were unfilial. They smoked, drank, and permed their hair, destroying all the family property, and sold the ancestral house at a low price.

The original name of this house has been forgotten. Now, the people in the capital call it 'Oiran's House'.

When the Fan Li brothers arrived at the Kuiran Mansion, they saw that the main door was open and wanted to go in directly.

At this time, a concierge appeared from the side and turned out to be a maid.

"Where is this distinguished guest? Have you made an appointment with my master?" the maid and concierge asked.

reserve?

Fan Li was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the other party didn't know his identity.

Otherwise, in Dachu, even if he entered the palace, he would not need to call the door, he would just force his way in.

"Are three girls, Su Qingfang, Chen Shishi and Qin Hongyu, living here?" Fan Li said with a smile: "I...I don't have an appointment. I wonder if I can meet your master?"

"No reservation?"

The maid frowned, looking embarrassed.

"So that the guests will know that my master has no strangers and only has contact with a few old friends from the past."

"If you two don't know my master, please forgive me for not being able to communicate for you two."

Fan Li and Fan Chun looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes filled with surprise.

No strangers?

Hang out with old friends?

Could it be that they were the former patrons of the three oirans?

Fan Chun's face suddenly turned red, and Fan Li frowned secretly. Now that he knew the origins of the three women, Fan Li had nothing to say even though they had some benefactors.

But today he was here to propose marriage to his younger brother. It would be extremely inappropriate if he happened to catch the three oirans entertaining their guests, even if they were just listening to lyrics and singing, drinking and comparing poems.

"Forget it, let's go home." Fan Li said, shaking his head at his brother.

Fan Chun was even a little lost.

He seemed to foresee that as long as he turned around and left, his marriage to the three women would be completely broken.

However, Fan Chun was the commander-in-chief of the 200,000-strong garrison after all, not a poor scholar who was indecisive and worried about gains and losses.

He gritted his teeth and said to Fan Li: "Second brother, that's all, why should a man worry about not having a wife!?"

The two of them were just about to turn around and leave when they heard footsteps coming from the mansion, accompanied by a pleasant sound of female laughter.

Judging from the brisk and graceful gait, it is obvious that only a woman with an excellent figure can walk such a lotus step.

The laughter is as beautiful as the singing of a lark.

"Two guests, my master has sent guests out. Do you need to ask for help?" the concierge maid asked kindly.

"Do not……"

Fan Chun was about to refuse, but Fan Li held him back.

Because Fan Li was careful, he noticed that the few people who came were all women, and there were no men's footsteps or sounds.

"Master, we have another visitor, but we don't have an appointment." The concierge maid said to the three women who walked in.

"guest?"

Su Qingfang walked at the front.

She saw the appearance of the two men at the door and exclaimed.

"Ah? Duke Jin? General Fan?"

Fan Chun had no choice but to turn around and prepare to leave with a few polite words.

However, when he saw clearly the number of guests and guests in front of him, he could no longer move away.

There were actually seven or eight women standing in front of me, all of them beautiful and elegant.

Fan Li even guessed the identities of these women.

I'm afraid, like Su Qingfang and the other three girls, they are the top courtesans in major brothels.

"Mr. Jin?!"

After hearing Su Qingfang's name for Brother Fan Li, those present who did not recognize their identities changed their expressions.

The girls hesitated for a moment and then bowed to Fan Li.

In Da Chu, who doesn't know that Fan Li is named as a minister of Chu, but he is actually the emperor?

"Excuse me, please excuse me quickly."

Before Fan could leave his mouth, Fan Chun hurriedly stopped the girls.

He also asked stupidly: "Fang'er... cough, everyone Su, what are you doing?"

Fan Li rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Good guy!

Fang'er?

It’s really mature enough!

Su Qingfang's cheeks were slightly red, and she especially felt the strange looks from the sisters around her.

What's more serious, Chen Shishi and Qin Hongyu's eyes were blazing, as if they heard some big secret!

Taking advantage of Su Qingfang's shy lowered head, Master Chen had already moved lightly to stand in front of Fan Chun.

"General."

Her voice is like a pool of spring water, rippling in layers, and like a spider's thread, gently entwined.

"Today, several sisters from Xiaoxing Tower and Chunxiu Pavilion are here to congratulate us on moving into our new home."

"But I didn't know that Duke Jin and General Fan would also come to visit."

"I feel ashamed that I have not welcomed you from afar."

"I just don't know if General Fan comes here to see Qingfang, Hongyu...or Shishi?"

The woman's eyes are gentle, her tone is gentle, and her expression is gentle.

Everything is gentle.

But the question she asked was like a knife hidden in her tenderness.