The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

The person who came was Wen Luohan who had disappeared for three days.

His cold eyes swept over the brazier in the room, and finally his eyes fell on Hua Lian sitting on the bed.

"As expected of the first princess of Luan Bing Kingdom, she has been humiliated to this point, and she is also putting on airs. It seems that this prince is too kind to you."

Hua Lian trembled all over, he really knew her identity.

Seeing Wen Luohan approaching, she clenched the dagger hidden in her hand, which was stuffed on her by Huajing when she was seeing her off.

Now, I can only rely on this to fight!

Wen Luohan bypassed the braziers piled up on the ground and walked straight towards Hualien. He enjoyed the surprise and fear on the face of the woman in front of him.

Of course he won't kill her, no matter what she is, she is still the first princess of Luan Bing Kingdom.

Wen Luohan's robe had already touched the bed, Hua Lian swallowed, and clenched the dagger in his hand a little more.

Just when she thought that Wen Luohan was going to make a move, she saw him sitting down suddenly, stretching out his knuckle fingers, covering her waist, picking up the long and thin belt, and tugging hard.

"what!"

The clothes slipped off, and the skin was suddenly icy cold, Hualien couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Why, before you got married, no mother taught you how to serve your husband?"

Wen Luohan's fiery and desire-filled eyes swept across Hualien's body, and her cheeks were flushed.

Before Hualian took the initiative to untie Wen Luohan's clothes, Wen Luohan couldn't wait to throw Hualian under her body.

Hua Lian quickly hid the dagger in her hand while coping with Wen Luohan's lingering fall.

"concentrate."

Hualien had no choice but to agree with her tears.

The door of the palace was wide open, and there was intense commotion inside the room. The palace ladies who passed by the palace door lowered their heads and ran over one after another. Occasionally, a few brave ones looked sideways.

Soon, the news that the crown princess seduced the crown prince in broad daylight and her behavior was unhealthy was spread to the queen's palace by those who wanted to.

"How can a fool know how to seduce?"

Empress Yu Wanrong is taking a short break, she is dressed in a palace attire that is elegant and luxurious, which complements her complexion.

She picked up the teacup on the small table, pursed her red lips lightly, the tea was extremely clear, she said it was tea but she couldn't see the tea leaves, but there were a few red goji berries and a piece of ginseng floating in it.

On the ground opposite her, the person who was kneeling to report was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features, but his eyes were full of calmness, and he didn't have the vivid appearance of a young man at all.

"The slave doesn't know, but many palace people have seen it, so it can't be fake."

The swearing look on his face made Yu Wanrong believe it a little bit. For this reason, lines were added to her already wrinkled face.

"Go back and keep watching. If you have any news, tell me in time. Tomorrow, the palace will have to see how this idiot seduces people!"

Snapped!
There was a deep chill in Yu Wanrong's eyes, she knocked the teacup on the table so hard that most of the water in the cup spilled.

***
"This princess hurts to death!"

When Bei Mingxinxuan returned to the imperial uterus, she found that the injured foot was becoming more and more painful. She immediately sent people to the palace to invite the imperial physicians.

At this moment, Doctor Zhang is examining her.

Doctor Zhang is the most qualified doctor in the Imperial Hospital. He has saved countless lives in his life, and his medical skills are at the pinnacle.

He carefully held Beiming Xinxuan's foot through the veil, and carefully examined the wound.

The wound pierced from the top to the sole of the foot, piercing through the entire foot. He looked at it and sighed, what kind of internal force can use the leaves as hidden weapons.

He is not a botanical expert, and he didn't know what kind of leaf it was, so he had to ask, "Princess, who hurt you?"

Knowing the person who hurt her, one can also deduce from that person's habits what kind of leaf it is.

Beiming Xinxuan whimpered for a while, wanted to speak, but stopped abruptly.

If she said that Mo Fusang hurt her, wouldn't it make them laugh?

In the eyes of others, her pursuit of Mo Fusang was enough to lose her price, and now letting them know Mo Fusang's attitude towards her would only increase the joke.

What's more, this news can't be passed on to the emperor, otherwise he will throw Mo Fusang into prison in a fit of anger.

Bei Mingxinxuan thought over and over again, but chose to conceal it.

"I, I didn't see clearly!"

"This"

Doctor Zhang was in a dilemma, but he saw that the wound was no different from a knife wound, and there was no sign of decay, so he thought it was not serious.

Doctor Zhang took out the box, took out the golden sore medicine from it, sprinkled it on the wound, and took advantage of Bei Mingxinxuan's inattention, pulled out the leaves violently.

"Ahhhh!"

At that moment, Bei Mingxinxuan felt that the soles of her feet were about to break, as if a sword stabbed her again.

"Go away! Quack doctor!"

Angrily, she kicked Doctor Zhang with her intact foot.

That kick did not stay strong, and firmly kicked Doctor Zhang's thin body to sit on the ground, clutching his chest and crying.

Bei Mingxinxuan didn't care about other people's lives, she just felt that the old man was very noisy, so she waved her hand and ordered the servant girl to drive Doctor Zhang out.

Dr. Zhang Tai was pushed down at the door of the Crown Prince's uterus. As an elderly man, he struggled to get up, supported his twisted waist, and left the Crown Prince's womb step by step with a sigh.

Bei Mingxinxuan, who had been smeared with golden sore medicine, did not get any better. The severe pain in her feet made her faint several times.

Beiming Yiyin had left the Crown Prince's womb as early as Beiming Xinxuan was going out.

He didn't come here for fun, he had to find Mu Lingshang as soon as possible.

Since this mission is related to this world, he can definitely find Mu Lingshang who is involved with him based on the events and characters that have appeared.

In addition to Beiming Xinxuan, another name appeared in his ears yesterday.

Mo Fusang.

Logically speaking, according to the original owner's memory, Mo Fusang's character, he shouldn't molested women in the street.

Could it be that the clue is related to Mo Fusang?
Gong Lei.

Beiming Yiyin suddenly had a goal.

At the same time, Gong Lei Nei.

In the inn's room, Hua Jing and the Hua family brothers sat in a circle in front of the table, and above the table was a large drawing.

"Miss, look, there are [-] jewelry and gold and silver shops, [-] cloth boats, [-] restaurants and inns, and [-] fireworks places in this Gonglei. The rest of the grain and oil, daily necessities, and song and dance workshops are added together. There are also thirty shops, among the hundreds of shops, the one with the largest flow of people is the one with the fewest number of fireworks.”

"You mean, we can open a brothel?"

"Yes."

Hua Yi replied.

"Sister, what is a brothel?"

Mu Muyang lying on the side of the blueprint, pointing at the colorful circle, asked innocently.

Hua Jing met Mu Muyang's innocent eyes, and was suddenly embarrassed to speak, so he could only vaguely pass.

"That's right, it's a place with a lot of sisters. You can't go there in the future, or the sisters there will be angry."

Hua Jing pointed to the tip of Mu Muyang's nose and warned, although the little Mu Muyang was very confused, he still nodded.

"To open a brothel, you must first understand it."

Hua Jing got up, motioned Hua Er to stay and look at Mu Muyang, and gave Hua Yi another look.

She turned and walked out, followed by Hua Yi.

"elder sister."

Just as Mu Muyang was about to catch up, he was dragged down by Hua Er behind him. Facing the fierce Hua Er, even though Mu Muyang wanted to find his sister, he could only sit obediently.

As night fell, the deepest part of Gong Lei was brightly lit with candles, men and women were laughing and beating and scolding, women's clothes were disheveled, and men's steps were erratic.

"Oh, my lord, come in quickly, it's so cold outside, come in to be warm!"

Hua Jing had just changed into the man's clothes, she was wearing a blue and white robe, her long hair was tied up, a jade pendant was hung on her waist, and she was holding a fan given to her by Mo Fusang.

As soon as the fan came out, the old lady who was still in the middle of the street stared closely at Huajing. She quickly waved her hand and called several colorful girls to run towards Huajing.

"Young master, come to our Naihetian for a while."

"Your name is rather elegant."

Huajing was surrounded by a group of women with pink make-up and jade, so she also pretended to be a manly man, picking their chins with a long fan.

"Oh, my son is so annoying!"

The picked woman in purple waved her hand and said angrily, but her face was full of smiles.

Hua Yi was treated as Hua Jing's servant by them because of his plain clothes, no one came to hook him up.

"Young master, what's your name?"

Through the understanding of each word, Hua Jing probably knew the identities of these women.

They are all first-class angels of Naihetian, who are responsible for soliciting customers and performing in the arena. Naihetian has a strict hierarchy, and there is a huge difference between women and girls.

The first-class angels are the last, and the ones who go up are the second and third, and the top ones are the top cards regardless of rank. Usually, there can only be one top card, and the ones who divide the ranks are those who can do it this year. Get the amount of money from the guests.

The woman in purple is called Ling Luo, and beside her is a pure girl named Lan Die in white.

Naturally, these are not their real names. After entering this place of fireworks, who has something that really belongs to them?

Huajing was dragged into Naihetian, as if entering a fairyland.

She thought that the brothel should be a rouge and vulgar place, but she didn't expect it to be so elegant.

The tables and chairs that can be seen are all high-quality sandalwood, and the platform is not fancy. On the platform, there is a woman playing a pipa with a tulle covering her face.

There were no empty seats at the bottom, but it was completely different from the guests outside. They all put their butts on the chairs in an orderly manner, and they didn't even throw the fruit shells around after eating.

In such a quiet environment where only the sound of the pipa is left, Hua Jing became cautious.

"Look at you, it's your first time here."

Ling Luo next to him joked in a low voice.

"Exactly."

Hua Jing began to feel that she didn't know much.

“Why is it so quiet here, some”

Lingluo smiled and explained: "Don't be cautious, this is just a show, let the guests experience the appearance of elegant people, they won't be able to perform for a long time."