The so-called fragrance courtyard, the fragrance of rouge and water powder, can be smelled even across the street. There are ordinary brothels who stand on the street or call for guests loudly on the street.

But Piaoxiangyuan is not so unrestrained. It looks magnificent, elegant and unique. A few painted red columns support the entire building.

Four strong men stood in front of the door to stop some guys who shouldn't have entered.

Ning Yu obviously is not a guy who should not have entered. Not to mention that he had just come out of the pawnshop, even if he was dressed and elegant, he was not as poor as he was.

If Ning Yu finds out what his brothers are thinking, he will definitely sneer. Stop talking about him, even if he just pulls someone on the street in his previous life, he will not be able to see any poverty.

It’s better to have no money in your pocket, but you’re mostly in debt, but you still don’t take thousands or tens of thousands seriously. Oh, it’s just a fun thing.

It was noon, not the time to visit the brothel, but there were quite a few people in Piaoxiangyuan. There was a platform on the first floor, and two graceful young ladies were dancing lightly, and several piano players accompanied them, so they were also young ladies.

Although the weather is not hot, the people are wearing a cool dress. They are covered with a layer of gauze, which is faintly visible, leaving enough room for fantasy.

There were teahouses under the stage, and more than a dozen people sat scattered in scattered positions. They looked like they were sitting upright, but when they looked closely, their eyes were almost glaring out, and their lower body would move from time to time, which seemed to be irritating.

From time to time, a servant walked by with a jade plate, with numbers on it, corresponding to the young ladies on the stage, and from time to time someone threw out some pieces of silver.

Silk and bamboo are in your ears, and the faint fragrance is in your nose. Otherwise, it is a high-end club, just this atmosphere...

"It's really heartbreaking, and I'm not afraid of being frozen." Ning Yu glanced at the stage and glanced past without saying a word. Fortunately, when he came, he had a wave of sages, and now he is very confident.

"This young man...there is still a free space there..." A soft voice sounded in Ning Yu's ears, and a woman covered in a veil came over.

It should be the waiter here, and he doesn't dress very coolly, but he looks like the one who has the world's heart.

Ning Yu glanced at him and was embarrassed. He was just tough and straightened his chest and said calmly: "I'm looking for someone."

"Looking for someone?" The woman frowned slightly, a little confused.

"I'll look for Ziyue." Ning Yu looked around. There were private rooms on the second floor, blocking them with jade bead curtains. There were no one at this moment.

"It turned out to be a chat with Miss Ziyue. It happened that... a guest had just left and Miss Ziyue was in leisure." The woman's brows stretched.

This time, Ning Yu was confused. He really didn't know what Wu Tan was? After talking to the woman with the world in front of him for a moment without hesitation, he understood.

This afternoon talk is a way to make money in Piaoxiangyuan. To put it bluntly, it is pure chat, with a limit of half an hour, two hundred taels of silver at a time.

Hearing the information revealed in the woman's words, Ning Yu cursed in his heart. The Yizhuang went through a lot of hard work to save the body, and the medicinal materials he gave were only more than 300 taels.

There are only 200 taels for one hour when chatting in Piaoxiangyuan? Why don’t you grab it?

Even though he was ready to be slaughtered, Ning Yu was also a little angry at this moment.

You know, one or two silver coins are enough to make Ning Yu's predecessor live for a long time.

After paying 200 taels of silver, Ning Yu was taken to the third floor, where there were separate rooms.

"Sister Ziyue, there is a young master who is looking for you to have lunch." The woman leading the way whispered in front of a room.

"Let him come in." A clear and charming voice mixed with it came from the room.

"please…"

The door was pushed open, and the woman leading the way bowed to her side and asked. Ning Yu lowered his head and glanced at him, hum, I was just tough.

When I got started, a different fragrance from the courtyard poured into Ning Yu's nose, slightly elegant, like bamboo fragrance.

The door was closed. This was a virgin's boudoir, which was decorated quite warmly. At the Eight Immortals table, there was a girl in purple dress, dressed in an ordinary lady.

I saw it and it was amazing, at least it was comparable to the anchor who had turned on a beauty filter in his previous life and had various special effects full of them.

The skin is like a cream, the eyes are like crescent moon, and the hands are holding the cheek, and the face is small. The appearance and appearance complement their temperament, giving them a feeling of adorableness.

Suddenly, the play in my ears sounded: "Food~ Your fortune, your success~ Your shock..."

Perhaps it was an illusion, and the light in the whole room was dim for a moment. A blurred phantom that only Ning Yu could see condensed, exuding a gloomy aura, standing beside Zi Yue.

However, just as Ning Yu thought that the regret of the flower thief had been completed, the ghost of the flower thief did not dissipate for a long time, and even gave Ning Yu a bit of a cramped feeling, so he was reluctant to step forward.

"So it's a licking dog... I'm convinced." Ning Yu couldn't help but spit out.

He has become a ghost, and he is embarrassed to touch it, and he is still a flower thief. He finds a pit and lie down. Oh... He has died, so it's okay.

Since the flower-picking thief dared not come forward, Ning Yu could only do it himself.

"Young Master, am I good-looking? So enchanting..." Seeing that Ning Yu was not sitting there for a long time, as if staring at him, Zi Yue couldn't help but sneer. Another country bun, she couldn't help but tease her.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ning Yu, wanting to see Ning Yu's cramped appearance.

Ning Yu came to his senses and looked at Ziyue: "Oh, that's OK."

Ziyue was speechless for a moment, and only saw Ning Yu sitting down on his own: "Miss Ziyue, I don't know if it should be said or not."

Zi Yue pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Young Master, it's okay to say it, I can talk to Zi Yue with everything."

Ning Yu pondered for a moment: "How can I... sleep with the girl, but don't get me wrong. There are special reasons below, not lustful people."

Ziyue: "??"

You said you wanted to sleep with me, but you also told me that it was a special reason. What was the special reason? I felt sorry for seeing sex?

Zi Yue's face froze on her face and said reluctantly: "Young Master is joking... Our enquiries are decided by Piaoxiangyuan, and we can't decide for ourselves."

"It means that if you can decide, you will choose me?" Ning Yu had an inquiry look.

Zi Yue took a deep breath and her smile faded: "If I can choose myself, my benefactor will at least be unparalleled in poetry and calligraphy and painting."

This clearly looked down on people, Ning Yu was not annoyed, and chuckled, and said, "Yun Want Ni Shang Hua Want to Face..."

This invincible poem to pick up girls that has been copied by the predecessors. Those who are a little proficient in poetry know how awesome it is.

After a poem, Zi Yue was stunned, her eyes were dull, and she kept muttering something in her mouth, as if she had been ruined.

Ning Yu picked up the teacup and tasted it, and finally it was no longer a waste of water.

He looked up at the gloomy flower-picking thief standing beside him. If he helped him, he would be considered a taunt in front of him.

"This poem..." Zi Yue asked hesitantly.

"I wrote it, go and verify it casually." Ning Yu blocked her from continuing words.

"Young Master..." Zi Yue was silent for a moment and spoke again.

"I've given it to you, I have only one request." Ning Yu interrupted her again.

"If so..." Zi Yue had a clear expression of intention, but she was still a little hesitant.

"I won't let you sleep with me..." Ning Yu pointed to his cheek, and the meaning was self-evident.
Chapter completed!