Xu Le asked Wei Delu curiously: "Brother Wei, why do you care so much about a brothel woman? No matter how beautiful she is, she is just a brothel woman."

In ancient times, brothel women had very low status.

Even those famous prostitutes had a very miserable evening scene.

Wei Delu told Xu Le: "Faixuan is not ordinary brothel women. She is not a man of her own business."

"And she is very arrogant. I met her several times, but she didn't get what she wanted."

Xu Le suddenly realized and said, "I understand, what I can't get is always in agitation."

The imperial concubine Xuan is beautiful and has excellent talents, which is equivalent to a star of this era.

Many people not only like her beauty, but also the star halo of her.

"She is so arrogant?"

Magu asked curiously with his face.

Wei Delu was shocked when he saw Magu. Last time Magu left a deep psychological shadow on him.

Wei Delu looked at Ma Gu with some fear and said, "Of course, Feixuan, everyone has always been clean, she has never spent the night with different men."

At this moment, a maid walked to Xu Le and said to him: "Mr. Xu, my lady is welcome."

"Who is your lady?"

Xu Le asked curiously.

The maid gave Xu Le a blank look: "Mr. Xu, you just wrote a poem for my lady, but you forgot?"

"ah?"

Xu Le widened his eyes.

Magu looked at Wei Delu in amazement and said, "Is this what you call arrogance? Be clean and self-discipline?"

Wei Delu seemed to have lost his soul.

"No, how could everyone invite other men to spend the night together?"

"how so?"

In his impression, Feixuan, everyone is pure and innocent, and she treats men without saying goodbye. How could she take the initiative to invite men to spend the night together?

Wei Delu felt that his heart was about to be broken, and the perfect image in his fantasy was shattered.

"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly."

Magu pushed Xu Ledao.

Xu Le hesitated a little: "She is not a monster, right?"

"With me here, what are you afraid of? Even if she is a big monster, I can wipe it out."

When saying this, Magu felt a little guilty.

There are many great monsters in this world, with strong magic powers, and even the immortals and gods dare not offend them.

Seeing Magu so confident, Xu Le felt confident.

Even if the imperial concubine Xuan is really a demon, I have Ma Gu’s protection, what are I afraid of?

With this emotion in mind, Xu Le followed her coat to a room on the second floor.

The room is elegantly decorated, with bright windows, a dressing table and a bookcase.

The maid said to Xu Le: "Young Master, wait a moment, my lady will come later."

Xu Le sat in front of the dressing table and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, with clear eyebrows and eyes: "I'm still quite handsome."

"Young Master has been waiting for a long time!"

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind came.

Xu Le turned around and saw the stunning figure of the imperial concubine Xuan.

She must have just washed up, her hair was wet and had a unique flavor.

In addition, there is a special fragrance on her body, which is refreshing.

"Hello Miss Huang, I wonder what Miss Huang is asking me for?"

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

The woman in front of me was very beautiful, but Xu Le still didn't want to provoke her.

There are many doubts about the imperial concubine Xuan. How did she do not sell herself?

Beauties like her must have aroused the ideas of many high-ranking officials and nobles.

How did those high-ranking officials really force her to resist?

In ancient times, the status of brothel women was very low, and it was basically a joke to sell their skills or not. For the famous Qinhuai Eight Beauties, which one is not a battle-hardened person, with a thousand jade arms and a thousand red lips.

As for other famous prostitutes, some were even more miserable and were sent to them like goods.

"Young Master just dislikes me so much. He is about to leave just now when he meets me?"

She bit her red lips lightly, her eyes were thrilled, and her tone was resentful. Those who didn't know thought she was acting cute to her lover.

Xu Le secretly praised the imperial concubine Xuan. This expression management is too explosive. Even in modern times, he can become an otaku goddess with this expression management.

"Where is the lady's beauty? I can't even love her, so how can I dislike her?"

"The reason I left was because my parents at home needed care."

Xu Le said with a faint expression.

"It turns out that Mr. Xu is a filial son. I thought the young master disliked my identity as a brothel woman, so I was anxious to leave."

The imperial concubine Xuan walked to Xu Le, approaching him, her body seemed to be staring at him, but she looked a little playful.

Xu Le's heart skipped a beat.

He had said to Wei Delu before: "Brother Wei, why do you care so much about a brothel woman? No matter how beautiful she is, she is just a brothel woman."

Could it be that the imperial concubine Xuan heard this sentence?

How did she do it?

At that time, Xu Le looked around and said that there was no one except Magu. How did the imperial concubine Xuan know what he said?

Xu Le felt more and more that the woman in front of him was unfathomable.

"How could I dislike the lady's identity?"

"Identity is determined by heaven. People cannot determine their origins, but they can determine their future."

"The lady has become a famous courtesan in the world with her own efforts. Before I saw her, I told others that she would die under a peony flower, and she would be romantic even if she was a ghost."

"As long as I can worship under the lady's pomegranate skirt, I will be willing to die."

Xu Le said to the imperial concubine Xuan with "continuous affection".

"Diet under the peony flowers, you can be romantic even if you are a ghost. Mr. Xu is really a sarcastic statement."

The imperial concubine's eyebrows were picturesque, and her smile was a little charming, as if she was shy, but her eyes were as calm as water, and there was no slight fluctuation.

She approached Xu Le step by step, and Xu Le's body froze. The woman in front of him was fascinating, but he had no appreciation in his heart, but instead was a little wary.

Xu Le felt a chill, and then he felt a sensation of a dragonfly, saying that he had been stolen.

"Young Master, this is a reward for you!"

Looking at Xu Le's widened expression, the imperial concubine Xuan felt it was a bit fun.

Xu Le relaxed all over. He thought that the imperial concubine Xuan was going to transform into a female ghost and demanded her life, but he didn't expect that he just secretly kissed her.

If other people were secretly kissed by beautiful women like the imperial concubine Xuan, they would be very proud. Xu Le did not have such emotions and he felt very tired.

It’s too tiring to get along with the imperial concubine Xuan.

"Young Master, why do I think you are not happy at all?"

The imperial concubine Xuan stared at Xu Ledao with a smile.

She thought Xu Le was very special, different from the man she had met before.

When other men saw her, their eyes were filled with desire, and they wanted to strip her clothes naked and throw them on the bed immediately.

Xu Le was different. His eyes looked at her were full of alert, fearing that she would approach him, which aroused her great interest.

After all, she also heard what Xu Le said, and what she couldn't get was always in agitation.
Chapter completed!