This prince belongs to me

Chapter 845 Qinhuai Riverside 2
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Ling Qianying's eyes no longer knew where to put them.

Suddenly, there was a commotion somewhere in front, and there was a sound of gongs and drums, and people rushed in that direction.

Ling Qianying was curious for a while, but she didn't know what she was doing, so she was impatient.

After finally picking someone up, the other party's response made Ling Qianying want to move and Chu Tianqing couldn't laugh or cry.

"Choose the oiran!"

"Let's go and have a look!" Ling Qianying's eyes sparkled, her big eyes were as dazzling as midnight stars, full of anticipation.

"Husband, let's go and have a look!"

Ling Qianying grabbed Chu Tianqing's sleeve, shook it and said.

Chu Tianqing couldn't laugh or cry: "Ying'er, you don't worry at all, I'm a man, you really want me to see Hua Kui?"

"If you really like it, being a wife is naturally to satisfy your husband..."

Ling Qianying smiled coquettishly, and the shadow guard's face became flushed with excitement. Chu Tianqing saw it and felt a little dry mouth.

At the same time, he was also secretly helpless, to satisfy himself?Let him be spared, as an emperor, he doesn't want three thousand beauties in his harem, how could he fall in love with a prostitute.

Besides, he grew up in the palace, what kind of woman he has never seen before, how could he have such shallow eyelids?
It was precisely because Ling Qianying grasped this point of him that he dared to say so blatantly!

snort!This woman, it seems that it's time to clean her up.

It was night, Ling Qianying paid a 'painful' price all night for her words and deeds!
It's far away, but then again, Ling Qianying and Chu Tianqing also followed the crowd to that side.

It is different from the vulgar names of brothels in the past: what is Zuihonglou and what is Wanhualou.

The name of this brothel is very elegant.

"Hong Yan Xiao..."

"It's a good name!"

Ling Qianying looked at this ancient and elegant flower house with a look of fascination. It was different from the coquettish and vulgar places in the capital. The flower houses here were not like flower houses at all.

There are no colorful lanterns, no vulgar and vulgar fans in scantily clad clothes waving their handkerchiefs and calling for grandpa to come and play. There is only a row of very elegant moonlight lanterns.

A few elegant hooded servants stood at the door, greeted and sent them off with elegant manners.

Chu Tianqing also had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and his attention was obviously not here.

Ling Qianying went in with the crowd. The decoration inside was very elegant. Rows of moon-white lanterns were hung, and there was a big stage in the center, with tables and chairs under the stage.

There is a maid in elegant clothes who refills tea in a leisurely manner.

Without the slightest smell of wind and dust, Ling Qianying was very impressed: "This place is much better than ours!"

Xia De had already prepared the private room, and Ling Qianying and Chu Tianqing went upstairs.

It is said to be a private room, but it is actually a small room separated by a row of bamboo curtains. There are tables, chairs and tea in it. Compared with the hall on the first floor, the elegance here is a bit more.

Sitting on a table and chair in the private room, asking about the tangy aroma of tea, Ling Qianying hummed comfortably.

"It's no wonder those literati and writers ran here for nothing, it's really extraordinary!"

This is really a good place to talk about love and cultivate talents and beautiful women. Even a person like her who hates sour prose and rotten poetry the most may be able to come up with a few doggerel later.

Ling Qianying thought secretly.

(End of this chapter)