Xiangyun Tower is the largest brothel in Liangzhou City. Even when it rains, there are still heat waves coming and going from the door.

The fragrance of wine and flowers can be smelled even though it is a little far away.

"That's Xiangyun Tower."

On the long street, Ye Changqing pointed at the only three-story pavilion with open doors in the rain at this time and spoke.

Su Che had long noticed that the Xiangyun Tower was different from other brothels. The reception at the door was not a charming young woman, but two strong men with a tiger back and a bear waist. They were one on the left and the other on the right, like a door god.

The guests who come to the brothel are all looking for fun. With these two people here, what else can they have?

When Ye Changqing saw his expression, he guessed what he was thinking, and this was very similar to when he came before.

At this moment, he explained: "These two were thugs sent by Xueyitangkou to the station. With them here, this brothel would be safe to visit."

Su Che shook his head and said, "Go over."

The two of them walked to the gate of Xiangyun Tower. The two strong men on the steps were looking at Ye Changqing, but they were not blatant. Instead, they were more like a cover-up peeping, with caution.

Ye Changqing was wearing the true costume of Guanchao Pavilion and the iron sword blue shirt. When he came before, the two people at the door had already recognized it.

And they had already reported the matter to the top, but this person had already left before, why did he come again this time?

The two of them looked at each other secretly at the door, a little confused, and at the same time they did not make an appointment to look at the other person outside the door.

The paper umbrella of ordinary families has no signs, and a blue shirt is not very thin. It’s just that his face looks slightly yellow and he has a morbidity. Although he is holding a sword in his hand, he is not like a man from the world, but more like a scholar who is depressed and sick after falling out.

Will such people come to brothels?

How could this successor from Guanchao Pavilion bring such a person?

Ye Changqing walked up the steps and glanced at the two of them, "Why, aren't you welcome?"

The two were stunned and quickly clasped their fists, saying that they didn't dare.

Ye Changqing snorted, put away the umbrella, and walked in the door with his head held high, as if he was a successor of the great sect to leave the small temple and Xiaoguan style.

Su Che didn't say a word, but just followed him silently and walked into Xiangyun Tower.

"Do you want to report again?" A person at the door carefully looked at the backs of the two people entering the door and whispered.

"Forget it, this person is not looking for trouble. Didn't Miss Fu say that? If he comes, just pretend that he didn't see it." Another person said.

When the man heard this, he gave up, just hugged his arms and continued to stand at the door.

Miss Fu is one of the heads of the Blood-Clothing Hall in Liangzhou. In addition to the head of the hall, what she said is naturally an imperial edict.

...

Su Che could clearly feel that after they entered Xiangyun Tower, the heat around suddenly faded.

Or rather, it was not because of him, but because of Ye Changqing who was uncovered.

At this time, there were still people playing the piano and singing music on the stage, and there were many people in the audience who were singing and singing loudly, including scholars, benevolent people, and of course, there were also people from the martial arts world.

Whether he glanced secretly or looked around quietly, Su Che's expression was calm, but Ye Changqing's eyebrows were impatient.

He came to make the brothel woman speak, not to drink wine and go to the kiln. The things hidden in the eyes of these people made him dislike him.

"Young Master Ye."

At this moment, someone came quickly from one side and gave a gift.

He was a young woman, but when she looked through, she should be a maid in a brothel.

"Not a young man." Ye Changqing's tone was a little cold.

Because she is the maid next to Miss Fu, not long ago, she led the way for her and she sent her out.

The maid chuckled and didn't care. "Miss Fu said, if Mr. Ye comes again, then go upstairs."

Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows, "She knows I will come again?"

The maid smiled and said, "There are so many people here, why don't we go upstairs and talk?"

The guests around were indeed a little restrained, and even the brothel girls performing on the stage were a little uncomfortable.

Ye Changqing nodded and walked directly to the stairs.

And as soon as he took a step, he suddenly turned around and said, "He and I are with me, and I have to go up."

The maid behind him was stunned. Following his gaze, the young man following him seemed a little confused.

"This is natural." She responded.

"Thank you." Su Che kept listening to the conversation between the two, looking back, nodding slightly, and raising his heels.

The maid frowned, but said nothing.

...

The Miss Fu that Ye Changqing mentioned is probably not low in this brothel, Su Che thought.

They went up to the third floor of Xiangyun Building, and no matter what they saw, they saw the decoration or the environment, they did not see the slightest exaggeration of the brothel, but instead felt a kind of quietness.

The doors in the corridor were closed, and there was no sound in it. In front of one door, the maid knocked gently.

Su Che looked around the railing and saw that the three floors were indeed empty. Starting from the second floor, there were never many guests passing by drunkenly in the corridor.

Standing at a high place and looking down, the lobby was crowded with people, and the noise and heat waves seemed to be coming, just in time.

There was a sound of the door opening behind him. He turned around and Ye Changqing had already walked in, while the maid was waiting respectfully on the side of the door, looking over at this time.

Su Che ignored it and put the umbrella at the door before following in.

The maid gently closed the door behind her, as if she was isolating the noise outside.

The furnishings in the room are slightly simple and look quaint.

Su Che suddenly smelled a scent, not the smell of rouge or the greasy body fragrance of brothel women, but a fresh, comfortable and refreshing smell.

This was the first time he smelled this fragrance.

"Miss Fu is really luxurious and can be hidden in the fragrance of Yuluo tea." Ye Changqing said directly.

"What's hidden? Mr. Ye is joking."

A man walked out from behind the screen, wearing pink silk, with a greasy neck, but he didn't give people a frivolous and casual look. Instead, he had a different kind of beauty and seemed luxurious.

Her appearance is considered to be of the upper hand. She looks like a 10-year-old person, but she gives people a sense of calmness. She is used to the storm and waves. Even when facing Ye Changqing with a bad look, she is calm and composed in every move.

She looked at Ye Changqing with a smile on her face, but it didn't make people feel close, as if she was just a polite greeting.

Ye Changqing snorted coldly and said, "Stop pretending, do you know why I came here."

Fu Yinshuang nodded, sat down slowly on the side, pouring herself a cup of tea.

"Drink?" she asked.

Ye Changqing frowned, and the same was true last time. When he saw the other person's posture, he was so angry that he always had the urge to pull the other person up, wanting to see if she would be panic, and whether there would be other expressions on the face that always had a fake smile.

Seeing this, Fu Yinshuang smiled gently and covered her face and drank tea.

And Su Che, who was beside him, didn't even take a look from beginning to end.
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