Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 123 meet again

"Mu Ziyuan, if there is anything you don't want to see about me, you can say it directly. I married you, but it doesn't mean I sold myself to you."

"Can you say that again!"

"Even if I say these words ten thousand times!" Chu Yinge finished speaking, before giving Mu Ziyuan a chance to refute, he turned around and left the study.

There was a bang, the sound of something breaking.

Originally placed in front of Mu Ziyuan, the newly bought desk inevitably had the same fate as the previous desk, falling apart and sawdust flying everywhere.

Mu Ziyuan looked at the sawdust all over the floor with scarlet eyes, and clenched his left hand tightly, blood oozing little by little.

Couldn't she see his worry?

To say such sad words.

In Chu Yinge's eyes, how is he, Mu Ziyuan, different from others?

Worrying is unnecessary all the time.

……

Chu Yinge went back to the Bamboo Garden in a fit of anger, saw the unconscious Guozi give some instructions to Muzi who was beside him, and then left.

She is so upset that she is going to die now, and it is not suitable for her to stay in the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

In the 21st century, she didn't know how to deal with the relationship between men and women, and it was the first time she encountered such a thing. She didn't know whether it was her own fault, or Mu Ziyuan was deliberately making things difficult for her.

After changing into neat clothes, Chu Yinge walked towards the most prosperous place in Kyoto.

Since she can't deal with emotional matters, then deal with business. When she solves Mu Ziyuan's problem, Mu Ziyuan should not be so angry.

Thinking of this, the speed under Chu Yinge's feet became much faster.

Standing at the gate of the Prosperous Dynasty, Chu Yinge looked at it, but did not go in.

In the 21st century, Chu Yinge would often come and go to such a club, but it was the first time to come to an ancient club.

Smelling the smell of crazy peaks, waves, butterflies, rouge, and vulgar powder, Chu Yinge frowned slightly, and was about to continue walking inside.

Just halfway there, I was stopped by a young man standing at the door: "Girl, this is a brothel, I'm afraid you are not suitable for coming in as a woman."

"How do you know?" Chu Yinge asked back.

Xiao Guan scratched his head in embarrassment: "This place is full of young masters who come here to have fun, don't you think you will be misunderstood here?"

"Misunderstanding? Why did you misunderstand?" Chu Yinge reached out and took out a large handful of banknotes, and shook them in front of the young man: "The ones who open the door are all businessmen, don't you want to cut off your own money?" Wealth?"

Xiao Guan looked at the bank note in Chu Yinge's banknote, and his eyes were a little complicated. For a moment, he withdrew his suspicious eyes, nodded and bowed towards Chu Yinge.

"What the girl said is that opening the door is for business, how can someone refuse customers thousands of miles away." As she said, she conveniently put away the bank note that Chu Yinge handed over.

Chu Yinge is not stupid, all this just now was just a simple temptation.

In this kind of place, most people only have interests, but just now the young man clearly hesitated for a moment, then nodded and bowed, it was all just pretending.

Even a receptionist at the door has such a high awareness. It seems that her guess is really good. This prosperous dynasty really has a lot to say.

"Arrange a more elegant place and call some pretty girls. I just feel tired today and want to listen to a little song."

"Okay, please come inside."

Chu Yinge didn't say anything, and walked towards the inside in a big stride.

The lights are flickering, the world is full of luxury and money, and there is a sense of extravagance and corruption everywhere.

At the feet of the emperor, the prosperity is nothing but this.

After being brought to sit in the private room on the second floor, Chu Yinge leaned against the window beside him, watching the sharp contrast between the outside and the inside, the smile on his face gradually subsided.

She has been here for a long time, and there are countless things that happened during this time. She walked slowly with blood and bones all the way, and never flinched.

But at this time, it seemed that something in my heart was separating from my body bit by bit.

Chu Yinge didn't know if this was a good thing or not, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

However, outside the private room, when Chu Yinge came in, several people exchanged winks and then slowly disappeared into the crowd.

Coming out of the secret room, Mo Ye sat in front of the desk wearing a mask, tapping his index finger and middle finger alternately, listening to the report of his subordinates, his eyes filled with thought.

"What about women? It's not like no women have been here before."

"But this time it seems to be a little different. This woman seems to be a bad person, and my subordinates are afraid that she may know something."

"Can you know what?"

Mo Ye raised his head, and a narrow gaze shot out from his eyes, which made the person in front of him really uncomfortable.

"This subordinate is just guessing, is she coming for the lord?" There was a tremor in the voice, which was enough to explain the palpitations at this moment.

Mo Ye looked back, stopped beating on the table, and stood up from the desk.

"If you say that, then I'm really interested. I won't move. I'll go and see for myself."

"Yes, Confederate."

Mo Ye walked out of the room and looked towards the private room pointed by the person under his hand. Through the curtain, he couldn't see anything, but the figure behind the curtain was slightly familiar.

"Let her go to Huang'er's room."

"Yes." The people under him took the order and left.

Mo Ye stared at the figure on the curtain meaningfully, curled his lips, and smiled evilly.

It seems that he shouldn't have to bother looking for it, after all, the prey has already come to his door.

Chu Yinge waited in the private room for a long time, but no one came. Just about to open the curtain to go out, he saw the young man from just now coming in with a smile on his face.

"The girl has been waiting for a long time."

"Fortunately."

"It's like this. Miss Huang'er is the best singer here. Today, she happens to have time. Why don't you let Miss Huang'er sing for you?"

"Whatever you want." Chu Yinge was not interested in these things.

Xiao Guan raised the curtain and made a gesture of invitation to Chu Yinge: "Please also move the girl to Huang'er's room."

"Are all the girls in your family so airy?" Chu Yinge asked abruptly.

Although she is a person who has never been to a brothel, she also knows that if the women in the Fengyue place do not have a strong background, how can they have such a high style.

It seems that the owner of this place has already known her intention of coming, and this is to have a good fight with her!
It just so happened that she was in a bad mood today, and she couldn't be blamed for hitting the gun.

Chu Yinge followed Xiaoguan to a room on the third floor. The decoration inside was elegant, not at all like what it should be in the wind and dust.

If this ignores the outside of the room, she must think that this is the boudoir of a boudoir daughter.

Xiao Guan brought Chu Yinge into the room, turned around and left, and closed the door of the room by the way.

(End of this chapter)