princess from the underworld

Chapter 558 text 567
"Matchmaker?" An enchanting red figure suddenly appeared in Ziyan's mind, that woman who definitely occupies a place in Luzhou, Zhuji Pavilion was well managed in her hands.

"I don't know what to do, let's go now, it's not good to let the matchmaker wait." The maid glanced at Zi Yan, as if she couldn't stand her, Zi Yan had to wipe her hands casually, and greeted Cao who was preparing lunch Uncle, just followed that maid.

Since coming here, Zi Yan has never been out of the woods in the backyard and this kitchen.

The servant girl glanced at Zi Yan's shabby clothes, chuckled lightly, and strode in front of her, ostentatiously like a peacock with its tail open.

They took the route of kitchen maids delivering food, and there was nothing special about it. It wasn't until they came out of a corner that everything changed.

Zhuji Pavilion is indeed the largest and best brothel in Luzhou. The lobby alone is as large as a hundred square meters. Ziyan stood at the entrance and looked up. She was also shocked by this magnificent momentum. There is a hollow spiral staircase on the left and right. A five-meter-wide mahogany carved wooden staircase is facing the gate. The red carpet pours down from the top and connects the half-hanging corridor on the second floor. There is a huge hanging in the middle of the lobby. The silver lamp base is dotted with unknown transparent substances such as crystals, entwined with countless flower vines, exquisitely carved, and hundreds of candle lamps are lit at the same time. No matter day or night, there is always a blurred brilliance here.

A sitting table cut directly from the second floor, with white and blue silk gauze pouring down, you can vaguely see the decorations inside, Zi Yan guessed that it might be the Huaiwei entertainer who the three aunts and six wives said out of place.

I remember that when I first heard about Huaiwei’s hit, Ziyan felt a little familiar, but I just couldn’t figure out where I heard it. I heard that Miss Huaiwei is an influential person, and even the matchmaker treats her with respect. Yes, it’s not a big deal for her to be a performer or not. The odd thing is that it depends on her mood. When she’s in a good mood, she’s willing to play a song even if she’s a beggar. If she’s in a bad mood, she’s King Qi Come, she does not buy it.

At that time, Ziyan was still feeling that she should be a person with personality. Of course, to be like Huaiwei also requires strength. Only such a person will be sought after by everyone. It's a pity that times have changed and Feng Shui has taken turns. Now she is just an ugly girl in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)