Wu Niang raised her head and saw the Tang-style woman. She immediately bent slightly and respectfully, folded her hands in front of her, and quickly stepped forward, "Sister Lingxiang, Wu Niang failed to accept the guests well, so I asked for help."
Punishment.”
While everyone's eyes were attracted to Sister Lingxiang, Wen Xiaoyun pushed Bai Yao back calmly.
Ask his face to be hidden as much as possible among the curtains.
Although the four princes wore masks, no one outside could recognize them.
But Bai Ya's face is so beautiful that it's so eye-catching.
She was still afraid that if it was exposed too much, it would bring trouble to Bai Yao.
Realizing Wen Xiaoyun's good intentions, Bai Yu felt warm in his heart when he saw her, who was half a head shorter than him, using her thin body to shield herself from the wind and rain.
He quietly reached out and took Wen Xiaoyun's hand, indicating to her that he was always there.
Wen Xiaoyun accurately understood what Bai Ya meant, and even more understood his determination to always protect herself.
Most people in the surrounding crowd had never seen the legendary proprietress of Ling Ou Xiang.
For a moment, I craned my neck to look curiously.
It's just that although people gathered around her unconsciously, the strong aura of Lingxiang sister made them couldn't help but stand back half a step, making way for this legendary figure.
Regarding the legend about Sister Lingxiang, even fat men who are the troublemakers have heard about it.
At first, he didn't take these rumors seriously at all, but now he really saw Sister Lingxiang's beautiful and sharp eyes, and his aura was still a little lower unconsciously.
"Me, we brothers went out to have a drink. We didn't finish the drink, but we got beaten for no reason?!" The fat man stuttered a little at first, but he finally found some courage.
Holding his thick neck, he shouted with a blushing face, "It's okay to ask us brothers to leave, but we can't fight for nothing. Not only do we have to pay back the money we spent drinking and listening to music, but we also have to compensate for our medical expenses. Otherwise, we will have to pay for it tomorrow."
I’m going to sue the officials and they’ll shut down this black shop of yours!”
The thin scholar standing in front of him has always been the master of the fox and the tiger.
Now that he heard Fat Tiger's harsh words, he quickly stepped forward to help, "You guys, don't you know who our prince is? He is the nephew of the prefect. If he makes him unhappy, he will be sued.
It only takes the blink of an eye for your Ling Ou Xiang to be banned from the government office of the state capital!"
After hearing this, the onlookers understood why the fat man dared to make such a fuss in Ling Ou Xiang.
I have long heard that a prince came from out of town a while ago, and he was the nephew of Lord Wang, the prefect of Yanzhou.
Mr. Wang has no heirs and was originally going to adopt an heir. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, this nephew is equivalent to the prefect's son.
This prince had eccentric behavior and a violent temper. He was a person who should not be messed with. He did not know much about many things in Yanzhou, so he often caused trouble for the prefect.
If there is any confusion in the later draft, I will revise it in half an hour.
Wen Xiaoyun sneered and stepped forward. The compartments in Ling Ou Xiang were not completely closed. The neighbors on the left and right could hear what was going on.
Not to mention that we were waiting outside the door because we were eager to see Miss Tong'er. Even if we invited friends on the left and right to come out, we also know that Miss Tong'er has been working hard to cooperate with you throughout the whole process. Even Wu Niang
He broke the rules and forced Miss Tong'er to serve several people.
But you are not only dissatisfied, but you are even more demanding. Miss Tong'er is not at all negligent.
Let's get back to the subject, even if you have disputes with me and my brother, this prince is the one who takes action first.
Our Ling Ou Xiang has never been comparable to ordinary brothels. We have girls who specialize in making jokes, but you don’t choose them, and you prefer to embarrass our romantic girls. This clearly means that you don’t take the rules of our Ling Ou Xiang seriously.
After entering Ling Ou Xiang, but violating Ling Ou Xiang's rules, I want to see what deep background you have.
Then he said, "Is this Mr. Li? It just so happens that the distant relative that Mrs. Li was looking for a while ago is called Miss Xing'er. It's also a coincidence that I am from the same hometown as her. Originally, I was worried that we were of low status and could not easily get along with her."
Madam, please contact me. I actually met Mr. Li here today. I am just passing on this information to Mr. Wang. I wonder if I can be of help to you."
As soon as he heard the word Xing'er, the fat man's face turned pale.
He was the only one who could understand what Sister Xiangxiang said.
Myolie was not a distant relative of his mother at all, but the little maid that the trafficker sold to him a while ago.
When he heard that Xing'er was only twelve years old, he lost interest.
He always likes ripe peaches and has no feelings for raw melon eggs that have not yet bloomed.
If you don't talk about it being boring, you can't stand the torment, it's extremely dull.
But he couldn't stand the trafficker's lavish praise, so he took a look.
Unexpectedly, with just one glance, he fell in love with Xing'er.
Although Xing'er is only twelve years old, she is very beautiful. She is as tender and bright as dewdrops, and is golden in color.
But after all, he was too young, and he died before even a single day.
According to the usual practice, just wrap it in a mat and bury it in a mass grave.
But what I never expected was that when the servants carried the rolled straw mats to the mass grave, they found that it was empty and there was nothing inside.