Chapter 187 Rouge, prostitute

"What you said makes no sense." Yun Xi looked back at her, "It was obvious that he didn't come to my place, so why did I push him outside?"

"But..." Lu Qi murmured in a low voice, "It is clear that as long as the girl lowers her voice and shows her softness, the adults will come back."

Even a little maid like her can see clearly, how could she not know.

He shook his head and said softly: "It's okay if he doesn't come. I really wish he wouldn't come."

Xie Heng has been staying in the study.

During the day, things were busy in the Imperial Academy. At night, the gentlemen had their own ways of having fun. Brothels, Chu pavilions, fine wines, and singing girls all competed around.

With swords like water, Wu Yan defeated the snow, and broke the new orange with his delicate hands. There was a charming and enchanting prostitute who twisted an orange petal with her fingers and brought it to his lips.

Xie Heng frowned.

The scent of the jasmine flowers on the prostitute's temples was too strong, and when the room was full of alcohol, the scent became greasy and greasy, giving people a headache.

The colleagues who came with him couldn't help but laugh when they saw it, "The green-waisted girl should come to my place. Our Lord Xie has a lovely wife in the house, how can he look down on a vulgar and vulgar fan like you."

What he said was too much, but prostitutes were just things to be played with, so they were not annoyed at all, and she smiled coquettishly and turned to his arms.

Some colleagues also came to persuade Xie Heng, "Now that I have come out, I am just looking for fun, and I am afraid that I will do something bad at home. Come, come, come, let Rouge in my arms go over and serve you."

As expected, the girl named Yanzhi came over, delicately picked up a glass of wine, and wanted to toast him, "Rouge has a drink for you, sir."

She lowered her posture and knelt down in front of Xie Heng, her eyes looking particularly enchanting.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the green clouds were covered with golden feathers. It was a beauty.

So he lazily raised her chin and asked, "Your name is Yanzhi?"

"Yes." She smiled charmingly, "Sir, it's late at night. I'll wait for you to rest, okay?"

He was drunk and deliberately immersed himself in this gentle land. He took the wine from her hand and drank it slowly.

Everyone nearby laughed loudly, "Our Miss Rouge still has the means to make our Lord Xie enter the mortal world."

There was a private room in the Chu Pavilion for guests who wanted to stay overnight. Yanzhi led Xie Heng there.

But he shook his head and smiled slightly, "Follow me back home, okay?"

It was not uncommon for prostitutes to return home with their guests, so Yanzhi agreed, explained to the madam, and got on Xie's carriage.

After returning to the house, the concierge came and opened the door.

Xie Heng drank too much and was so drunk that he rested on Yan Zhi's body, and the two of them went inside leaning on each other.

After walking up to the Jiuqu Bridge on Waterside Pavilion, there is the study room to the left and Tangluo Garden to the right.

It was a cold night, so the girl put on a moon-white cloak and stood under the eaves of the corridor, looking over with calm eyes.

He had woken up from his drunken state, and still had his hand on Yanzhi's shoulder. He was half leaning on Yanzhi, and he gently raised his eyes to look over.

Eyes facing each other, staring at each other.

The girl turned around silently, the lantern under the eaves swayed gently, and her slender figure gradually disappeared deep into the verandah.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Yanzhi asked curiously when he saw that he was not moving.

"It's nothing." He took back the hand on her shoulder, his eyes became clear again, he was the handsome and handsome husband before he was drunk again, he rolled up his sleeves and walked off the bridge.

Yanzhi wanted to follow, but asked Qichi to stop her, "Girl, stop, come with me!"

He gave her a heavy bag of silver and sent her out of the house.

Xie Shuang's marriage was scheduled for April in Huaixu, and Xie Dingfang would not let her leave the house again. He made her stay in the boudoir every day to embroider the wedding dress, and at the same time control her cheerful temperament.

Unexpectedly, this boredom would lead to illness.
Chapter completed!