Quickly wear the goddess, a little sweet

Chapter 815 This general is a broken sleeve (25)

It is inevitable to be grateful to the owner of the pavilion, and let them know that their whole life, even if they die of old age in this stunning pavilion, is full of romance and happiness.

The outside world always says they are low, and they used to think so, and they were humiliated by it, and they couldn't bear to live.Everyone in the world looks down on them. Why do men who think they are good-looking should go so low as to do skin and meat business.

They are not born with this line of work, who has no difficulties?It's just that I don't want to reveal it in my heart, and reopen the bloody scar.

Besides, aren't they doing well now?Step on the feet of those men who once didn't even look at them, and watch them dedicate their hearts to themselves jokingly.

If you are not crazy, you will become a devil, if you are not crazy, you will not be happy——

What do you need worldly constraints for?Anyway, they couldn't turn back long ago, and now, they don't want to turn back, even if the road ahead is an abyss of hell burned by endless karmic fire, it's better to be disgusted and spurned by everyone behind.

In Jue Se Pavilion, who else in the world can be as happy as them?
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The Stunning Pavilion is on fire, and there is no doubt that it is extremely hot.

This evil fire from Jue Se Pavilion flew out as if it had grown wings, and spread throughout the capital overnight, and within seven days, it was passed on word of mouth by celebrities and merchants in the past.With the passage of time, the popularity of Jue Se Pavilion shows no sign of diminishing, instead, there is a vicious momentum to start a prairie fire.

In the end, all the men in the upper class of the Li country know that if they want to find the place for fireworks, they must go to the Stunning Pavilion in the alleys full of flowers in the capital.

Only if you have been there once, will your life be worthwhile.
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The alley is twists and turns, and the whole not-so-spacious path is still paved with old bluestone slabs. People step on it, and occasionally there will be a pattering sound.

In front of Huaman Alley is a group of imitation Jiangnan buildings, with white walls and black tiles, and the paint walls are peeling off, because after the rain, there are still clusters of moss growing in the corners.

Such a scene is incompatible with the bustling capital city, but it is real.

Going around a curved alley, the eyes will open up instantly, and you can see that there are hazy gauze lanterns hanging in front of your eyes, and there are young boys and girls who are still dressed in cool clothes even in the cool autumn season, Dressed up in fancy dress, standing at the door to welcome customers.

Here is the most famous flower-filled alley in the capital, the famous place for fireworks.

There are brothels big and small in the alley, just ten fingers plus ten toes, they can't be counted.From this we can see how big the competition in this alley should be.

The cyan low-key soft sedan passed through the crowds quietly and unobtrusively. Next to the soft sedan was a walking man with a mustache who looked like a butler. He was two or three steps faster than the soft sedan. After arriving at Huaman Alley, he glanced from time to time with his bright little eyes, and quickly locked on to the target.

With a wave of their hands, the bearers followed the man knowingly and continued to move forward.

After another half a quarter of an hour or so, the sedan chair finally stopped slowly and landed firmly on the ground.

The butler with the mustache trotted respectfully to the sedan door, stretched out his hand respectfully, and said softly, "Master, we're here."

"En." From the sedan chair came a magnetic voice that seemed to come from the chest cavity, and then a clean and slender hand slowly protruded, put it on the butler's arm, and walked out slowly.

I saw the man with high black hair, wearing a brocade robe that shone white in the night, and a green and transparent jade pendant hanging around his waist.

　I have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow. I really don't have enough time to think about it. It flies so fast.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)