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Chapter 348 Cups

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    "If my son is not dead, he is the King of Jin, and he is the King of Jin. The one who died is the Queen's son. She took Zhi'er away from me, took her away!"

    "Concubine Lan, you are crazy, you are crazy!"

    Rui'er was pinched by the throat and struggled instinctively. She had been acting as a palace maid. At this time, she was much stronger than Concubine Lan, a pampered and pampered woman in the palace. She was able to break Concubine Lan's hand from her neck.

    Rui'er struggled to get up, now holding Concubine Lan's hand tightly, fearing that she would do something wrong again.

    "Concubine Lan, you are crazy. It is your son who died, not the queen's. When there was King Jin at that time, Rui'er personally guarded outside the Li Zheng Palace and heard King Jin's cry."

    "Her son died after crying. Dead, dead. King Jin is not her son, not"

    Concubine Lan said, laughing crazily and running wildly on the main road of Tangquan Palace. Rui'er looked at her and let her run out of his sight.

    "Concubine Lan is really crazy!"

    That shrill roar, a person's hysteria at this time, was heard in Rui'er's ears.

    Rui'er unconsciously looked towards Chang'an. How many people are driven crazy by that palace there?

    "Just when Rui'er looked there, looking at the place where she had been, her expression changed slightly.

    Since Queen Changsun recovered from her illness, she seems to have changed a lot. As a personal maid, Rui'er knows it best, especially since the empress has just recovered from her illness.

    That look in her eyes made Rui'er feel strange, that kind of strangeness that made her feel cold in her bones every time she thought of it.

    Rui'er will not think that King Jin is not the Queen's biological child, nor will she think that the Queen is not the Queen.

    But that feeling of strangeness still seeped into Rui'er's heart unconsciously.

    What happened to the empress?

    Ruier looked at the dazzling galaxy and asked unconsciously, how could anyone answer her?

    The night in Tangquan Palace is still dark, and the thin palace lanterns cannot brighten the night here.

    Concubine Lan¡¯s heart-rending voice could still be faintly heard in the distance. This woman was really completely crazy.

    She was also a woman whom His Majesty loved very much, otherwise she would not have been pregnant with a dragon fetus, but the fetus could not be saved after all.

    The sorrow of a woman, the sorrow of an era, the sorrow of a palace concubine.

    After passing through great sorrow and great joy, in this late night Tangquan Palace, I finally had my last bit of nervous breakdown. Maybe I was crazy. If I was crazy, all my words would become crazy words.

    From now on, no one will care about anything she says, only that she is crazy.

    Rui'er left, listening to Concubine Lan's heart-wrenching roar. The pain was so painful that Rui'er couldn't bear to hear it anymore.

    In Chang'an, the moonlight is just right, and the Qingyue Tower is brightly lit. Three carriages stopped not far from here. Someone had already arrived to take the carriages to the resettlement place.

    The people here are obviously very familiar with Li Min. There is nothing we can do about it. Most of the King of Shu's money was rewarded here, so it would be strange if he is not familiar with them.

    "Sixth Young Master, please come in quickly, we're waiting for you."

    That person obviously knows Li Min¡¯s identity, but here, you must not call him the Sixth Prince Li Min. In fact, there are many high-ranking officials and nobles here, so it is normal not to address him by his identity.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? mingling with a prince, a prince of a certain country, or a royal censor, would be very bad.

    ¡°After all, these people also have face, so coming to a brothel is not a very honorable thing.

    Li Zhi was naturally following Li Min at this time. Murong Xueying beside him had already opened his folding fan and was following Li Zhi.

    The people from Qingyue Tower were very familiar with Li Min, so naturally they would not pay much attention to the people brought by the King of Shu.

    By the time they were welcomed into Qingyue Tower, several young women had already gathered around, greeting Li Min and the others.

    Li Min waved his hand, this kind of woman is the most common thing in Qingyue Tower. No matter how greedy the king of Shu is, he will not lower his status to play like this.

    Li Zhi's nose smells of rouge, and the smell of powder here is too strong. Others use rouge and gouache to dress up, are these people using it to make their faces dirty?

    There, Murong Xueying was shaking her folding fan, obviously shaking it a little faster, as if she wanted to fan away the rich smell of powder.

    Seeing King Shu waving his hand, the waiter who brought King Shu and his entourage hurriedly chased away the girls who gathered around him.

    I do n¡¯t see anyone, I have made up for others, my identity, I do n¡¯t know, what is my posture, I do n¡¯t know?

    The waiter led several people through the halls and alleys. Li Zhi also knew that there was something else in Qingyue Tower, and it was quite huge inside.

    From time to time, someone passes by a few people with a soft body in their arms. These are women who are prostitutes, just doing business in flesh and blood. Li Zhi evenThese people didn't even look at it.

    At this moment, I just want to see where the Qingyue Tower¡¯s confidence lies, and what the gathering on the ninth floor of Chang¡¯an will look like.

    When it comes to eating women's rouge, which woman around you is not better than these women.

    After passing through another corridor, his ears finally became clear. There, Li Min just sighed and looked at Li Zhi.

    "I should have known I wouldn't have taken you through the main entrance!"

    ¡°It¡¯s also fun to watch.¡±

    Li Zhi said lightly, what he saw just now was just as he imagined.  The brothel in my impression is not like this.

    Just after passing this door, it is different from before. There are two worlds inside and outside the door.

    ??Obviously, as the King of Shu, he doesn't care about these vulgar fans, and the purpose of this trip is not to open places for ordinary people.

    What we saw earlier is probably a prostitute among prostitutes. This kind of woman, as long as she has money, she can do her best to serve you.

    ????????????? Prostitutes among prostitutes are generally those who do business but not their bodies. Prostitutes are often much cleaner than ordinary women.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out??????????

    Those who sell themselves are not prostitutes, they are prostitutes.  If you look closely at the character prostitute, you can also appreciate the ancient craftsmanship of man-made characters. There is one character for "Å®" and two characters for "ÈÕ".

    In this era, prostitutes may have a good home, but prostitutes will never be favored by high-ranking officials.

    In China¡¯s five thousand years, there have indeed been many famous brothel women, but those women are basically prostitutes, which are very different from prostitutes.

    Maybe we can give them a more elegant name, literary geisha. It is extremely difficult to cultivate such women, even to the point of being outrageous.  Often the price paid by a brothel to train a prostitute is almost as much as the cost of a young lady from a wealthy family.

    ¡° Such prostitutes, even in brothels, will never allow them to commit themselves to others easily.  In other words, if their bodies are broken, their worth will also drop.

    Therefore, the higher up the industry is, the cleaner it is.  Below is the mud, and above is the lotus growing out of the mud.

    "When the king of Shu came to a brothel, he was naturally looking for prostitutes, not prostitutes.

    After several people entered the door, Li Min waved his hand, and the waiter who followed also knew what was going on and left quickly.

    I am not afraid that the King of Shu does not know the way. I am afraid that the King of Shu is more familiar with this Qingyue Tower than his own Shu King¡¯s Mansion.

    The waiter left, and Li Min suddenly took out a folding fan from his sleeve and opened it too.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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