Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 64 Oiran Furong and Madam Madam (2)

Afterwards, dozens of women laughed together, occasionally one or two were bare-chested and backless, and the scantily clad women stretched out their hands and twisted the little persimmon's face a few times; very useful.

With a gloomy face, Ling Xiaodao spit in a muffled voice, "You little pervert!"

After these dozens of women went upstairs, Ling Xiaodao patted Xiao Shizi on the shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Who is that woman?"

Little Persimmon saw that she had been staring at the woman in front of her before, and knew who she was asking, so she said, "Fu Rong!"

"Furong? She is Furong!" Ling Xiaodao's memory was a little confused. In her mind, this Furong should be like the "Sister Furong" on the Internet in the 21st century.

With a slight change in her thoughts, Ling Xiaodao envied: "Her clothes are so beautiful!" Because Ling Xiaodao is a woman after all, no matter whether it is in the 21st century or now in ancient times, she regards not being able to wear beautiful clothes as the greatest regret.

Little Persimmon laughed and said: "No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they are not as beautiful as others. If you have a chance to see her take off her veil, you will understand!"

Ling Xiaodao curled her lips, not paying attention; in her heart, she always thought that she was the most beautiful, even if others were really prettier than her, she also thought that she was the most beautiful; therefore, no matter whether she met Zhu Siyu or Fan Linglong , or Furong, the oiran of Yingchunyuan, she only admits that their clothes are beautiful; of course, Fan Linglong is Shangguan Yunyan's righteous sister, so her evaluation of her is slightly higher, even if she is charming and gentle. People are better; however, even so, she still thinks they are not as beautiful as herself.

It was all her own fault, why did she pretend to be a man and miss these beautiful clothes; but she was even more angry at this time, because Shangguan Yunyan refused to let her return to her daughter's body, and forced her to wear men's clothes and continue pretending to be a man.

Little Persimmon didn't know Ling Xiaodao's annoyance at this moment, so he continued mopping the floor with joy.

Ling Xiaodao sighed, raised the bamboo pole in his hand, slammed it on the ground vigorously, and shouted: "I want to wear beautiful clothes too!"

Little Persimmon was a little stunned when he heard the words, but at this moment, a fat figure flashed into the door, Little Persimmon was startled, leaned over and said respectfully: "Mom!"

Ling Xiaodao was also startled, and hurriedly stepped aside; Ling Xiaodao quickly looked her up and down, but saw that the woman's fat and fleshy plate was covered with thick white powder on her face, her eye shadow was extremely heavy, and her face was full of blood. On both sides of the big mouth, there are dense wrinkles, and the gap is extremely deep. The thick white powder is stuck in it, which is unspeakably weird and ridiculous.

Although she was wrapped in a gorgeous silk brocade dress, she couldn't hide the mean and philistine spirit all over her body.Ling Xiaodao glanced at her for a moment, then lowered his head, thinking: The aunt who butchers pigs in the vegetable market seems to be the madam mother of Yingchunyuan!
(End of this chapter)