Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

The climate at this time is definitely not the time when peonies are in full bloom, so the young master asked the woman who was somewhat similar to Ning Wu: "Miss, where does this peony come from? It is really strange that it is so cold-resistant."

The woman covered her mouth with a smile and said, "This peony was cultivated by our gardeners. Unlike the ordinary peonies outside, our peonies can bloom all year round. Last year, they paid tribute to the palace."

A cloud of suspicion floated in Ning Wu's mind, if there were such peonies in full bloom in all seasons in the palace, then the empress, who likes to lead all her family members to the garden to enjoy flowers, would definitely invite her to the palace to enjoy them.Why has she never heard of...

He was about to argue back, but he felt that he was a guest after all, and it was really not good for him to save face, so he swallowed his words.

Passing through the courtyard, the three of them heard the sound of drums, and saw countless young women gathered in the courtyard. They all had outstanding looks and figures, but they didn't wear much cloth in the cold weather. Move your limbs, sing and dance in the courtyard.

The three of them immediately felt like they had arrived at a brothel...

But this is absolutely impossible to be a brothel. First, the location of the brothel must be in the downtown area. If it is built in such a wilderness, how can there be guests coming; second, the brothel will never have such gorgeous courtyard decorations and buildings. There will be no spare money wasted on peonies that bloom in all seasons; third, even a brothel cannot have such a high standard. The kiln sisters must have different levels and different prices to satisfy benefactors of all levels. demand.But the girls here look at the past and there is no ordinary-looking one, one is more beautiful than the other; fourth, and the most important point, there are only women here, there are no shadows of other men except the young master, and there are no benefactors How can a place like this be called a brothel...

The three of them began to feel that something was wrong.

Several large round tables around the courtyard were filled with all kinds of delicacies, some of which were still steaming, as if they had just been cooked.The color and the fragrance hooked the gluttons in the stomachs of the three of them.

"Come on, come dance!" The woman who brought them in grabbed the young master's hand and led him into the crowd.

The young master was staggered, but quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Girl, please show me your master. I want to pay him a good visit to thank him for his hospitality."

"Who wants to see me?" An old voice rang out, a path flashed among the dancing crowd, and several beautiful maids helped an old lady out.

It's hard to describe this old lady's appearance in words. I can only say that she is really too old. Her face is wrinkled and her eyes are buried in wrinkles, making it difficult to see clearly.She had a hunched back and leaned on a golden crutch with a dragon head, but she walked quite fast with her little feet.

"I've seen the master." The three of them bowed in unison.

The old lady waved her hand and said: "When you come, you are a guest. Come, I will serve the three of you to eat and have fun, and arrange three upper rooms for them to rest."

The three of them were about to resign, but the old lady went on to say: "Today is my birthday, so the house is a little bustling. Usually, it's very deserted here. Let me leave you here, just for the sake of it." I'm celebrating my birthday."

No wonder the house is so lively, it turns out that there is a happy event.