"Who wrote this? The writing style is quite good. With this literary talent, I will be willing to fall into depravity." Changsun Chong looked at the chapters for a few moments and sighed a little.

Although visiting prostitutes has always been praised as an elegant event for literati, writing erotic poems and color novels has always been disgraceful by literati. Of course, the romantic relationship is different. One is vulgar, and the other is much more elegant.

But just as he was flipping, he suddenly saw: "The mandarin ducks play in the water with their necks, and the phoenixes play in the flowers on their heads. They are happy to pick up branches, and they are beautiful and sweet. One sticks the red lips tightly, and the other leans his pink face slanted. The silk stockings are tall, and two crescent moons are exposed on their shoulders; the golden hairpin is slanted, and a dark cloud is piled beside the pillow. The sea and the mountains are swearing together, making thousands of beautiful things; the clouds are shy and the rain are rubbed into thousands of charm.

The sound of the orioles is always in the ears. Sweet saliva, laughing and sticking out the tip of the tongue. The willows are veins in the waist, and the cherry mouth is slightly breathless. The almond eyes are hazy, and the fragrance of jade is flowing; the crisp chest is rippling, and the peony heart is dripping. The straight match is harmonious with the marriage, and it is so delicious that it is a love affair..."

hiss?

Is a woman so good? This movement and expression... is too specific.

Changsun Chong was originally Chu Ge. Coupled with the provocation of Jin Pingmei, the unsettling heart flew into the sky and wandered in the clouds. And in the crotch, there was a restless boy rushing, like a deer. He wanted to never cover his eyes this day and never bury his core again...

"What's going on? Why am I a little hot, I feel very hot and I have an impulsive desire?" Changsun Chong gasped slightly, and everything that happened seemed to exceed his expectations.

Although there was a sense in his heart to prevent him from turning down again, it turned out that men were all big pigs' hooves and would say the word "really fragrant".

"Invitation letter?" Changsun swallowed, slowed down his dry throat, and looked at the invitation letter held in the book. Several aristocratic families invited him to Ningzhi Pavilion in Pingkangfang.

How could he not know where Ningzhi Pavilion is?

That's a brothel!

"I'm eighteen years old, and I'm eighteen years old. It's justified that I can't cure even if my father can." Changsun Chong thought to himself.

But he remembered the childhood sweetheart Li Lizhi of Changle.

"Isn't I, Changsun Chong, who is that kind of person?" Changsun Chong went to the ground and spat hard, raised "Jin Ping Mei" high, and placed it carefully on the cabinet.

"It should be... safe here." He tiptoed out of the room like a thief, and whispered to several servants: "Be prepared, I'm going to Pingkangfang."

But thinking that I was so hard that I was riding a horse was inappropriate.

So he hesitated and said, "Four treasures, prepare a carriage, I am going to Pingkangfang."

.........

Things in the world are always full of uncertainty.

For example, Changsun Chong did not expect that when he arrived in Pingkangfang, he was blocked at the entrance of the yard. In front was a grain truck loading with grain fell to the ground, and behind was a fish shop selling live fish.

Going forward and falling behind.

Just as he got off the carriage and was about to hike to Ningxiang Pavilion himself, a carriage was parked on the other side of Pingkangfang.

"Sister Lizhi, do you think you will see your brother Chong in Duke Zhao's mansion later. Should you rush up first, or your brother Chong up first?" Wu Qing asked.

Li Lizhi, who was watching the neighborhood scenery, suddenly changed her face and saw a young man wearing a royal blue round-necked robe.

Pingkangfang is the most famous place for fireworks and willow alleys in Chang'an, just like the Qinhuai River during the Ming Dynasty. Every day, there are countless young men, high-ranking officials, and other different kinds of men.

Those with higher styles went to the three major lofts such as Ningxiang Pavilion, and those with lower grades were also Twelve Xiang Garden. Some of them were quite interesting and even half-closed, and there was no secret prostitute that cost a few cents a time...

Although Li Lizhi feels fresh, she is not weird. Men are like this. Can people who are not good at fishing sex call men? But every girl has a fairy tale in her heart, that is, their other half is unique.

But... the fairy tale will eventually be broken. Cinderella's father is the Earl, and Snow White will only be grateful to the Dwarf and then marry the prince...

The royal blue dress was made by the mother's mother and gave it to her cousin to show the favor of the Tian family.

The face imprinted in my heart only took a look and knew who it was.

"Let's go and go back to the palace." Li Lizhi's heart was very painful, heart-wrenching pain, tears floating in her eyes...... It didn't flow down,

The queen mother said that tears are shed for others, and the pain in her heart is for herself.

"Sister Lizhi, what's wrong?" Wu Xi frowned and saw Li Lizhi's current appearance. He knew about it. But when he thought of the Supreme Emperor, he suddenly became ruthless again.

Sister Lizhi has her own insistence in her heart, but isn’t it the same in her heart?

Men are all big pig's hooves!

"No... nothing happened, I just remembered some sad things." Li Lizhi raised her head, her nose twitched, and sighed and said, "My mother is right. I lie under the bed to see her humbleness. Even if she is the princess of the Tang Dynasty and the emperor's relative, she needs to endure her husband... no matter what, she needs to endure it."

"Are you going to bear the empress like that, will you have three thousand beauties in the harem?" Wu Xi said softly.

"Three thousand beauties..."

The carriage turned a corner in the streets and alleys, and Li Lizhi could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, and it flowed down. She opened the food box and kept stuffing pastries into her mouth. It seemed that only in this way could she forget her back, the joy and longing in the eyes of the bamboo horse...

She suddenly remembered the gold-inlaid dagger placed in a dark grid, which seemed a little cold.

"Your Highness, the Duke Zhao's mansion has arrived." The driver shouted.

"Sister Lizhi, your cousin is inside." Wu Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage door and jumped down, reminding him: "Sister Lizhi, don't forget what the Empress told me, you also want to pay tribute to Duke Zhao."

Hearing this sentence, Li Lizhi calmed down a little, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, staggered up the steps, and got off the carriage.

.........

"Daojun, this is Ningxiang Pavilion, the best brothel in Chang'an. It is said that it will cost at least 500 cents to go there." Su Meng said softly in Li Yuan's ear.

He didn't know what was going on, and the Supreme Emperor was suddenly interested in going to visit the brothel. Do you know that Sanqian, the beauties in the Supreme Emperor's harem, are they so hungry?

However, since the Supreme Emperor gave instructions, he, the Imperial Army Captain, had to do it. Of course, the Supreme Emperor also specifically told him to report it to the emperor when he finished his work.

In order to ensure safety and safety, another eunuch who was close to Nongzhu Pavilion had long been pretending to be the emperor. As long as you return in time, you will not find out in a short period of time.

Therefore, this time the Supreme Emperor first pretended to be an eunuch and left the palace with his clothes...

"I hope this time I will be fine if I cover my ears and steal the bell." Su Meng said helplessly. The emperor's secret whistle was everywhere. How could he not find out? He just hoped that he would not let the emperor know too early.

"Brighouse!" Li Yuan swallowed his saliva and looked at the Ningxiang Pavilion in front of him, his heart full of expectations. In his previous life, there were always people who encouraged him to go to the club, but he always had no courage. In this life, he had seen Yingying and Yanyan in the palace, but he had only communicated with the painting screen.

Although the women in the brothel are not as beautiful as those in the palace, it is said that the innocent men in them are excellent in all piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the best ones are even called great masters.
Chapter completed!