Lao Zhong hugged Ming Lanruo, and his whole body felt numb.
The idea that such an extremely beautiful and delicate princess would be allowed to be ruined by him made him extremely excited.
The way Lao Zhong drooled at Ming Lanruo was all in Grandma Zhang's eyes.
With a sullen face, she pointed at his nose and cursed: "Why don't you send me to the front yard! The madam from Chunxiang Pavilion is already waiting with her guests!"
Lao Zhong came to his senses and nodded immediately: "Okay, hehe!"
After the other men have finished enjoying, he will come and enjoy Ming Lanruo's body, no rush, no rush!
Aunt Zhang couldn't tell what Lao Zhong was thinking with that lewd expression.
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and thought to herself——
From now on, she will force Ming Lanruo, a little slut, to pick up guests who have schizophrenia. When she dies, let’s see what this little slut can do to seduce people!
The little girl Tingting saw everything but could do nothing. She could only lower her head and keep shaking and crying.
Aunt Zhang asked Lao Zhong to carry Ming Lanruo to a house in the front yard. She quickly went to her yard to inform the madam to bring the guest over.
They were originally supposed to be sent to Chunxiang Pavilion, but it was too dangerous to pick up guests at the palace.
But the madam said that the guest wanted to enjoy the mourning of the princess in the palace, so that he could feel like a prince.
Seeing the price of one hundred taels of gold given by the madam, she felt heartbroken and took the risk and agreed to let the guest into the palace.
"Okay, distinguished guest, come with us." Nanny Zhang greeted the madam and the guests she brought with a smile.
The guest was quite tall, and he was led by a middle-aged servant. They all wore cloaks to cover their faces. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only tell that he was rich or noble.
He nodded towards the madam from Chunxiang Pavilion, and the madam handed a bag to Granny Zhang.
Nanny Zhang's eyes were focused on the bag of gold handed to her by the Madam of Chunxiang Pavilion, and she didn't even notice that the Madam's hands were shaking.
With a smile on her face, she held up the lantern with satisfaction and led the group of people to the courtyard where Ming Lanruo was kept.
After entering the door, Grandma Zhang said attentively: "It's cold outside, but the inner room is made of fine red charcoal. It's warm. Princess, you can enjoy it as much as you like. Just don't kill yourself."
She wished this man could kill half of Ming Lanruo's life.
The guest's eyes fell on Lao Zhong.
He was still sitting by the bed, staring obsessively at Ming Lanruo on the bed.
Seeing the guest looking over, Grandma Zhang glared at her fiercely. Only then did Lao Zhong laugh and quickly step aside.
The guest chuckled: "Did you bring the princess over just now?"
Lao Zhong didn't know why and nodded: "Yes."
The guest nodded and suddenly laughed: "You are quite courageous."
Lao Zhong suddenly and inexplicably felt a cold murderous aura coming over him.
The next moment, suddenly a group of heavily armed men in black rushed in, and in a moment they controlled Granny Zhang and Lao Zhong.
"Hey, what are you doing! Do you know where this is? You want to have sex for free without paying?!" Someone held down Nanny Zhang's arm, and she shouted angrily.
"What a bitch, how dare you talk to the master like this!" The middle-aged servant went up and kicked her and Lao Zhang hard in the knees.
"Crack!" The sound of broken bones sounded.
Nanny Zhang and Lao Zhang suddenly screamed and fell to their knees on the ground.
The two of them subconsciously raised their heads in severe pain, only to see that the guest had taken off his cloak and hood, revealing a face that was fair, delicate and unattractive.
Grandma Zhang's face suddenly changed and she shouted in disbelief: "...Nine thousand years old!"
Cang Qiao didn't wear a python robe or a flying fish suit, but only a plain white uniform embroidered with bamboo patterns. Against that face, she looked a bit like an immortal.
It's just that his slender eyes are like abyss, dark and cold, making people shudder.
He took the gilt hand stove handed over by his father-in-law and said leisurely: "Drag them down."
Grandma Zhang was completely panicked and threw herself on the ground and kowtowed: "Children, please forgive me. This old slave did this because of the princess's instructions. The princess couldn't bear the bitter cold days in the palace, so she came out to work as a prostitute to pick up clients and make money!"
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows, as if she heard something interesting: "Really?"
Aunt Zhang secretly winked at Lao Zhong while shouting: "Yes, every word of this slave is the truth!"
Lao Zhong immediately shouted in a trembling voice: "The princess... said that if the slaves don't listen to her, they will sell us! She is the master, we are the slaves, we can only obey her orders!"
He and his father-in-law raised their hands and slapped Nanny Zhang hard on the face with a whisk: "You dare to lie in front of a thousand-year-old master!"
"Ah!" Nanny Zhang screamed when she was slapped, spitting out a large mouthful of blood and several teeth.
Cang Qiao glanced at the blood that almost spattered on her robe with disgust, and someone immediately came over to deal with the blood stains.
He commanded without expression: "Take him down and give him burning incense in the outer courtyard."
He and his father-in-law immediately said respectfully: "Yes!"
Someone immediately came over and dragged Nanny Zhang and Lao Zhang out.
Nanny Zhang was lying on the ground and her eyes widened in fear: "Zhi... what is Zhixiang!"
The unknown punishment frightened her.
Her father-in-law and her father-in-law asked someone to pull her up and smiled sadly——
"The aroma of burning... means that the ground is covered with a layer of hot red coals, and a person walks back and forth on the hot coals. When he can't walk anymore, he crawls. When he can't crawl anymore, the person will be cooked thoroughly.
, the sebum is translucent, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and it is fragrant, so it is called Zhixiang. Why don’t you thank Qian Suiye for the reward?"
"No, no... please Qiansui Master, for the sake of the old slave who has taken care of King Mourning for many years, please spare the old slave's life!!" Granny Zhang was horrified and shouted with a pale face.
Cang Qiao turned a deaf ear and only took a sip from the teacup, then glanced at Lao Zhong lightly: "Don't let people die too quickly."
"No, no, no..." Such a cruel and terrifying punishment made Lao Zhong pee in fear, and there was a smell of urine under his body.
But soon both of them were dragged away, and the room was cleaned and smoked with Cang Qiao's usual agarwood incense.
He walked to Ming Lanruo and sat down.
The woman on the bed has a slender waist, a pink face, and picturesque eyebrows. She is so childish that she does not look like a woman who has given birth to a child.
He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows, eyes, and nose with his slender fingertips, and finally stopped on her slightly parted lips.
Ming Lanruo has beautiful facial features, but she has plump rouge lips, showing an unusually charming look.
In order to make Ming Lanruo look attractive, Grandma Zhang specially chose an open-fronted robe, exposing her slender white neck and collarbones.
The color of the snow made Cang Qiao's eyes darken as she looked at Ming Lanruo, who seemed to be still in a coma.
He curled the corners of his lips, and his cold fingertips unceremoniously slid down her slender neck and collarbone all the way to the depths of her clothes, almost opening her bellyband.
