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Chapter 150 I Have Special Poetry Writing Skills (4)
Dong Meng smiled maliciously: "It's only convenient for two men to appreciate chrysanthemums."

Dongmeng, who has been in modern times for a long time, has definitely learned badly. Fortunately, Yushuang doesn't know what this means, otherwise she will call Miss again.

Dong Meng chatted with the crown prince for a while, and it was difficult for the two of them to understand each other's thoughts because their lips were not in harmony with each other.

At this time, Dongmeng misses Fengling very much. At least men always make her happy when chatting on weekdays. It's not like the prince in front of her, standing there like a log. The content of the chat is full of polite words. Dongmeng listens. My head is dizzy, after all, she is a general at heart.

Fortunately, at this time, the little girl behind Yushuang came to report, and Dongmeng's close friend, Leng Wuqing, came to visit.

Speaking of this person, there is also a very exciting storyline. She was born as a concubine, with a humble status, but forced to suppress the aunt in the mansion by means, and won the first place in the spring competition, and her reputation as a talented woman spread throughout the country.

Dongmeng's friend never cared much about other people's identities, regardless of their origin, most of them are not as tall as her family anyway, but there are more people coming and going in the imperial capital, and a gossip can be spread all over the sky. When people communicate, it is inevitable that others will gossip behind their backs.

This Leng Wuqing is an exception. Everyone who has met her feels that Leng Wuqing treats people generously and decently, which always makes people feel like a spring breeze. Probably because of this, Leng Wuqing has a lot of friends in the capital, and there are many famous people. Friendship made with a handkerchief.

But Dong Meng feels that Leng Wuqing seems to be affectionate but ruthless, and few people can really warm her heart.

Dongmeng and her are really good friends. In the house fight, Dongmeng made the most crucial effort to make the whole Xiangfu stand behind Leng Wuqing. Because of this, she treats Dongmeng very sincerely. .

When the prince came to see him, many famous ladies in Beijing were staring at him, and Leng Wuqing was one of them. Of course, the purpose of the girl was not to snatch the prince, but to help her out. There are layers of meaning in it, and Dong Meng can't help but feel grateful.

I know too well that it looks a bit awkward. After all, it is very inconvenient for him to talk to two girls.

But he really didn't want to say goodbye, so he pretended that nothing happened, and sat quietly at the stone table, holding the tea bowl in one hand and gently scraping the powdered tea with the other.

Leng Wuqing walked in under the leadership of the maid, gave Dong Meng an imperceptible wink, and then looked at the prince with a little fear.

"The daughter of the people does not know that His Highness the Crown Prince is here. If there is any collision, His Highness please forgive me."

The prince felt even more embarrassed, and said helplessly: "You are Miss Dong's best friend, how can I blame you, get up!"

Leng Wuqing intentionally chatted with Dong Meng, the prince shook his head while listening, feeling that he was superfluous.

Leng Wuqing looked at Dong Meng helplessly, the female general didn't expect to go to this point, and Wu Yuan could still stay here, which can be considered a great perseverance.

Yushuang licked hard at Dongmeng, hoping that the female general could see it and chat with His Highness the Crown Prince more often.

Dongmeng suddenly thought of it, Yushuang couldn't accept her coming back from the modern age, and the prince could not even accept it, so why didn't she make things even worse.

Dong Meng smiled and looked at Leng Wuqing, who immediately asked understandingly: "Do you have any other ideas, why don't you come and listen, if there is something wrong, just ask the prince to correct it."

Dong Meng smiled and said, "It's boring to sit here, why don't we go shopping in the building!"

Leng Wuqing was overwhelmed by thunder, secretly pinched a handful of winter lemons, and said in a low voice: "Do you have to pay such a high price?"

The prince was even more at a loss. Of course, what did Dongmeng mean by Louzi in the Ming Dynasty, but it was hard to imagine that such words would come out of the mouth of a lady of great family.

Dong Meng looked at the other person's expression, and said even more vigorously: "Your Highness, do you know where the most famous buildings in the imperial capital are?"

The prince blushed, and responded: "I usually keep myself clean, how could I know such a place."

"No way, how could you not know, ordinary men should understand!" Dong Meng deliberately dragged out the tone, the prince looked at the ground in embarrassment, seeing that the little maid Yushuang next to him was about to cry, Dong Meng finally gave up.

Leng Wuqing pinched Dongmeng secretly again, and raised her voice to ask, "Sister Dong, what do you mean by that?"

Dong Meng smirked: "On weekdays, I always hear my subordinates talk about drinking flower wine, but I want to see for myself how the girls in that place are? What kind of charm is there?"

In fact, it wasn't the first time that Dong Meng's man dressed up as a woman to drink flower wine, and he often made the girls in the building tremble, covering their mouths and laughing, which made many men feel ashamed.

The crown prince didn't doubt that he was there, and only comforted him: "That kind of place is not suitable for girls. If Miss Dong is bored, why don't we use the scenery in the yard to recite poems and paint."

Dong Meng's head got dizzy when he heard it. He was good at fighting on horseback, but he was weak at reciting poems and fighting against each other.

Leng Wuqing took a look at Dong Meng, and thoughtfully said: "I'm afraid that sister Dong is tired of seeing the scenery in this courtyard, no matter how elegant it is, I can't make any poetry or painting."

The prince lowered his head in disappointment, and Dongmeng even made an inch of ordering his maid: "Yushuang, I'm going out with men's clothes, you help me change." Then she looked at Leng Wuqing: "If you don't mind today, you can wear my clothes." Bar!"

Possibility to ride a tiger, Leng Wuqing had no choice but to agree.

Dong Meng looked at the prince's expression, saw that the other party was about to collapse, smiled even more complacently, patted the table and said: "In that case, let's go when we are ready!"

Yushuang almost fainted, when did her young lady become like this?
But it is obviously not appropriate to preach in front of outsiders, so Dongmeng can only be brought into the house. Leng Wuqing cleverly followed Dongmeng in, and Yushuang didn't find a chance until the end.

Yushuang stomped her feet and frowned deliberately, hoping that Dong Meng's conscience would find out.She voluntarily gave up the plan, but the female general managed to get a gap, pretending to be the prince, so she was naturally unwilling to give up.

Naturally, a large group of followers followed the three of them, and they arrived at the most famous brothel——Tianxianglou.

The old bustard saw such a large group of people laughing so hard that they couldn't close their mouths, but when they looked carefully, they were all unfamiliar faces, and asked worriedly: "Masters, what's the matter here?"

Dong Meng smiled and touched the boss's cheek: "What else can we do here? It's a pity that you don't pick up customers, or you can put on some powder, and you will be more handsome than ordinary girls!"

Fortunately, because it was inconvenient to come here this time, I didn't bring Yushuang, otherwise this girl would definitely not be able to bear it.

The old bustard was amused by Dong Meng, and she said that she wanted to introduce the best girl to her.

Leng Wuqing clicked her tongue, and gave a thumbs up in secret: "Okay, this image is completely ruined, maybe this guy has to beg you to stop pestering him, how many times have you come to this place, so The door is clear."

(End of this chapter)