Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 395 Listening to the Corner (1)
The brothel was closed at noon, and the girls in the building went out to pick up customers at the end of You hour. Since it was winter in Beidi and it got dark early, they moved half an hour earlier.

After being turned into a red wave overnight, everyone lazily got up, teased a few words from time to time, and let out clear and crisp laughter.

Mo Yan had goosebumps all over her body, feeling very uncomfortable. She tightly held the rabbit fur cloak tightly, and whispered to Wan Teng Yuling beside her, "My lord, let's not play anymore, let's go back to the inn."

The strong smell of low-quality cosmetics in the room was almost suffocating. Mo Yan covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and always felt that the rabbit fur cloak smelled like pig manure.

Wan Qi Yuling's face was dark. Who is responsible for what happened now?His little girl just didn't suffer, and snatched the outfit of the fat lady from the big pig raising family. For some reason, he felt relieved in his heart.

"it is good."

The inner room was dark, with bright red as the main color, and it looked like a room for receiving guests on weekdays. Mo Yan's face was covered with black lines, and he pushed the window hard, only to find that it was locked outside.

The rooms in the brothel were well kept secret in order to prevent peeping. The windows were locked uniformly, and only the door could be entered and exited. Just now, the two of them walked in through the main entrance.

The two joined hands and were about to push the door out, but the door was pushed open with a creak.

Seeing this, Wan Cheng Yuling put her arms around Mo Yan's waist and hid in a wardrobe.

Originally, the two of them could hide on the beams of the roof, but he looked up. The tiny wood probably couldn't bear the weight of the two and there was a large bag of gold and silver.

The cabinet was dark, but luckily it was empty. Mo Yan leaned against Wanqi Yuling's body, smelling the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, and then regained his composure.

The place where the two of them went shopping was a residential area for ordinary people, and the brothels here were not of the highest class, and the people who came and went were all people of various religions and ranks.

Zhao Guihua twisted her waist and swayed her hips, and yawned. Last night, for the sake of excitement, she served two young masters at the same time, and her body couldn't take it anymore.

"Osmanthus fragrans, you are young, with delicate skin and tender flesh. You are good at kung fu. Mr. Chen ordered your brand again tonight."

The procuress of the brothel was about forty years old, with heavy make-up, fine scum of powder fell off her face when she spoke, and she wore a shining golden hairpin on her head, with shrewd eyes and calculating eyes.

"It's him again!"

Zhao Guihua sat in front of the dressing table carelessly, scooped up some ointment with her fingers, and applied it on her face, just in the best years of a woman, even without makeup, she was still beautiful and natural.

In fact, Zhao Guihua's appearance is not bad, but she always wears heavy makeup to cover her complexion in Kyoto, wearing gaudy nobile hairpins, her hair full of emerald jewels, she looks like a nouveau riche.

Beidi regards women's health as the beauty, and doesn't pay much attention to skin color, so since Zhao Guihua entered the brothel, she quickly became a flower in the brothel.

"Osmanthus fragrans, Mr. Chen, we can't afford to offend you. He has a great family and a great career, so you can serve him well. I will never harm you. Even if you can't enter the mansion to be an aunt in the future, I coaxed Mr. Chen while you were young. In his outer room, there is a son and a half daughter, whom he will rely on for the rest of his life."

The old bustard's words made some sense, but it seemed that she was really thinking about Zhao Guihua, and she said it very sincerely.

Looking at the bronze mirror, Zhao Guihua curled the corners of her mouth, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. That Mr. Chen is a pervert who likes to beat up girls. She rolled up her sleeves, and there were bloodstains on her arms. It was so shocking that the old bustard staggered.

With Mr. Chen?Is there still a way out?Sooner or later, she was beaten to death, but Zhao Guihua has her own considerations, she has already died once, and she can't go back home, so what is there to be afraid of!

After being driven out of Kyoto all the way, Zhao Guihua became a tool for the bandits to relieve them. Originally, everyone went to Dawu all the way. Halfway, they received Yuan Huanzhi's order to send a group of people to the Northland, and the bandits got a new mission.

The bandits were very strict and kept their mouths shut. She only overheard the conversation once after drinking. Yuan Huanzhi had private soldiers in the north, and asked the bandits to go to Jeju City to make a living. If there was any trouble, they would report the news at any time and give instructions. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Zhao Guihua should be shut up forever.

The bandits discussed, and Zhao Guihua listened to it seriously. She ran out overnight in the chaos, and entered Jeju City alone by betraying her lust along the way.

If it's just for escape, the world is so big, anywhere can be a place to go, but she wants revenge, and the source of everything is Yuan Huanzhi. Although she hates Moyan, she absolutely cannot tolerate the man she loves most, who destroys her with her own hands Happy people!
Those bandits won a lot of money, so they would not go to the market to seek pleasure. Zhao Guihua took the initiative to find a brothel and fabricated a miserable life experience.

Seeing that she was young, obedient, not threatening to die, the old bustard received the guests calmly, and looked up to her a little bit. Although she regarded Zhao Guihua as a cash cow, it was inevitable that she had some affection.

The brothel is the best place to inquire about news. Men love to brag when they are in bed. Zhao Guihua is just acting like a baby. With adoring eyes, she can get some information.

Zhao Guihua is aware of some secrets in Jeju City and the privacy of wealthy families, but this is not her main purpose.

I have been dormant and waiting for the opportunity until I met this Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen's father was the garrison of Jeju City. He used to be under General Yuan who was protecting the country. Mr. Chen had never met General Yuan Xiao, but he always mentioned the nobles in the capital, and it was hard to express his admiration.

Zhao Guihua secretly asked the location of the private soldiers. As long as she got the exact information, she would write a letter. She originally planned to write to Mo Yan's father, Zuodu Yushi Mo Zhongchen. The emperor was exiled to the Northwest for labor reform.

After so many changes, Zhao Guihua is not as stupid as before, she is dormant again.

Yuan Huanzhi has private soldiers in Jeju City, but Jeju is too big and there are many mountains around, so where to hide the private soldiers is a problem.

Mr. Chen might know, but he just didn't utter a word. Zhao Guihua endured the insult, thinking in his heart that he must find a way tonight and ask clearly.

Can't wait any longer!A few more times, she will definitely be whipped to death!
The old bustard looked at the scars on Zhao Guihua's body, and couldn't bear it. When she was young, she also ate this kind of food. Women in brothels are like duckweeds without roots. Most of them die miserably when they are old.

(End of this chapter)