Rogue Little Concubine: Cut!Dress less and pure

Chapter 1 Was Thrown Out (1)

Tianzhao Kingdom.

Fireworks in March, the bustling capital.

Vendors come and go, very lively.

Sunset dusk.

There is a young woman who is gracefully holding a beautiful oil umbrella, dragging her swaying long skirt slowly, step by step, with a big and smart black eyeball aiming left and right, imitating ancient times. The woman... walks.Yes, she felt like she was on a catwalk, a kind of catwalk in period clothes!It is still a kind of experience that has never been seen before, and has never been seen since, a live version of personal experience!

Come on...

It has been three full months since Qin Zhuer traveled here, and she is still not used to this kind of life of ancient people.Speechless, the clothes are too long, and I am very uncomfortable.Also, women wear too much... even in March, she still feels hot.As the saying goes, when the mind is calm, it is natural to be cool, and I am like your sister!

passing a certain street.

A little quiet street, occasionally a few people in a hurry pass by.

Don't think that this place is remote, no, it's because the time has not yet come, and the sky is not yet dark.

This street is known as the busiest and the highest tax paying place in Tianzhao Kingdom.

There are not only several largest brothels in the capital, but also the most beautiful oirans here.Even, the special Nanfeng Pavilion has everything that Qingguan and Hongguan have. At the same time, there are many casinos and theaters.Whenever night comes, this is the heaven and earth, a happy and carefree place.

"Damn you, you're looking for death, and you're eating and drinking for nothing, and you still want to leave?" Suddenly, from a not-so-large "drunk smoke building", two old men dragged a man dressed like a white man. The first-time scholar—that is, the man came out, pushed to the ground, punched and kicked two or three times...

While protecting his head with his hands, the man yelled: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm really rich, but I just don't remember to bring it!... Keep the account, can't you just keep the account for a day?"

After a beating, the big man stopped.

But at this time, the man was already in a mess, out of shape.

At this time, the old bustard came out from inside with a look of disdain on his face.Then, with a mournful face, he yelled and cursed: "Unlucky, unlucky, what a goddamn unlucky. This is my first business this month, and I actually came here to eat and drink for free. I'm still letting people live!"

When Qin Zhuer heard this, she blinked.

Interesting, what's the situation?Someone went to whoring so early?Another overlord prostitute?

She has been here for three months, and she has already felt the situation here is almost the same.

Because this Zuiyan building is relatively small and not high-grade, several big colleagues in it have snatched up the business, and occasionally a few "remnant | flowers and willows" men are considered good, if they come across Free food and drink?Chichi, it's no wonder if you're not unlucky.

Gossip is human nature, she approached with great interest.

When she saw the face of the man who fell on the ground... the corners of her mouth twitched, and she forced herself not to burst out laughing.

Interesting and interesting.

Yuanjia Road is narrow, right?

Who would have thought that the majestic Seventh Prince would be thrown out when visiting a brothel|brothel?
At this time, seeing that the old bustard had already begun to study the handsome man who fell on the ground—the Seventh Prince Lou Mingxuan, then, the old man raised his eyebrows, and the old face also smiled, "Hey, is there any seventeen? The last big customer. But are you kidding me? But, look at your skin | tender | meat..."

The small eyes of the mung bean were thinking.

(End of this chapter)