Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 68 [Prince and his sister-in-law] Seeing the handsome man, he even forgot his name?

Wen Queyu, who said he was a scumbag with a sword, grabbed a whip and walked out of the door in an aggressive manner. His anger was so intense that even her mother was frightened. When she realized what she was doing, the girl had already left the general's mansion with lightning speed. door.

The general's wife felt something was wrong, but she came to her senses after Sanliang and Banjin came in carrying a gold basin and breakfast.

A scumbag with a knife?Just use that soft whip that makes no sound? !That girl must have found another excuse to go out and fool around!
Wen Queyu trotted all the way to the entrance of the alley and stopped breathing heavily. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and waited until she saw a carriage approaching slowly.

The boy driving the car beamed with joy when he saw Wen Queyu, and gently pulled back the black curtain with bronzing patterns, revealing a little red corner of his clothes.

"Sir, Miss Wen is here!"

"Hmm." A lazy voice came from inside the curtain, although it was only a short word, it revealed a strong pretentious mystery.

Wen Queyu couldn't stand it when he heard it. Without waiting for the servant to get down, he grabbed his long skirt and got on the carriage in one step.

Lifting the curtain, there is a young man in red sitting inside. The young man has a pair of fox eyes, a straight nose, a light black mole on the left side of the nose, and red and thin lips. Young master's face.

This person is Wen Queyu's friend who only met after she came to this ancient dungeon. He was originally the flirtatious and affectionate male second in her writing, named Song Yufan, but I don't know which step went wrong. The flirtatious bag is in line with the character design, but the affection is not visible at all.

And although Song Yufan is extremely coquettish, he unexpectedly likes her.

Wen Queyu didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. After getting into the carriage, he sat down on the cushioned cushion, then took away the slowly shaking fan in his hand, and slapped himself in the face with such force that Dalian air There is the sound of the airflow being swirled.

Song Yuxun sighed repeatedly.

"You are really detrimental to elegance, you can't teach, you can't teach!"

Wen Que gave him a blank look, pulled out a soft whip from his sleeve, and threatened.

"Talk on, believe it or not, I'll beat you?!"

After threatening her fiercely, she remembered the business.

"Last time you asked me to meet this time, and you said there was something good to see, but I suppressed my curiosity and waited for ten days. If there is no good show to see today, you can go out sideways."

Her knuckled fingers gently caressed the soft whip, and her tone contained a warning.

Song Yuxun raised his lips and smiled slightly when he heard this, and glanced at her charmingly.

"You can't do without watching the theater, why are you in a hurry? Don't you just go now?"

The wheels of the car rolled over the gravel and made a creaking sound, which Wen Quyu reckoned lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped.

The boy sat on the shaft of the carriage and shouted inside.

"Master, Miss Wen, we are here!"

Wen Queyu was in a hurry, and when he heard the place, he grabbed the curtain and poked his head out. As soon as he poked out, he went back with a dark face.

He pointed at Song Yuxuan and cursed.

"I regard you as a friend, but you take me to a brothel?!"

Song Yuwen reached out and flicked the soft whip she was holding, and answered casually, explaining.

"If this is an ordinary kiln, why should I make you wait for several days? Don't be impatient, you'll know as soon as you go in."

This kiln is really different from ordinary kilns. There are several beautiful girls with voluptuous figures standing at the door. They are all wearing gauze red clothes, half-covering the girls' graceful bodies, and the willow waists are all tied up. There is a string of small bells hanging on it, and the bells ring brightly and sweetly as the girl twists her body.

Song Yu walked ahead familiarly, and Wen Queyu hurriedly followed.

This kiln actually has a very elegant name called Fengyue Pavilion.

There are red curtains hanging everywhere in the Fengyue Pavilion. The candles above the red curtain emit dark red light faintly through the lamp shade. Under the red curtain, the warm yellow light extends around along the candlestick with the jade rabbit pattern. After a dark red, it is strangely intertwined into an ambiguous color.

The low table made of rosewood is covered with woolen cushions, and men and women sit cross-legged on it, drinking tea and drinking music. In the center is a circular stage, where dancers wear veils and dance with the accompaniment of piano girls.

Wen Queyu saw that so far, he still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Song Yuyan was selling in the gourd.

Since the uncle came here, he seemed to have returned to his own home. He was held by two nude women, each with one arm, and pulled him to the seat with a good view. Uncle Song embraced him softly and did not forget himself. The revolutionary comrade-in-arms turned his head and shouted at Wen Queyu, who was a little silly.

"Sister, follow brother, don't get lost."

Wen Queyu frowned and couldn't help but follow him. When he got closer, he realized that someone had specially reserved a seat for them in this elegant seat.

The man was half-masked, wearing a loose black robe that exposed his fair collarbones. He was sitting lazily, holding a white jade cup in his hand. The wall of the cup was pressed against his glistening lips, but he did not continue to move. A pair of seductive eyes His Ruifeng eyes narrowed slightly after seeing the person coming, and a very slight smile appeared on his lips.

Standing behind him were several attendants, all of whom held their swords in their hands, silently, with serious expressions, staring straight ahead, adhering to the principle of "don't listen to evil, see no evil" and remained motionless.

Song Yuwen sat down on his right side with two beautiful women in his arms, looked at the man's clothes and clicked his tongue again and again.

"Brother Jiang is really becoming more and more suave. This mask is useless to you, but it only adds a bit of mystery. Look, if the girls standing over there are not because of the entourage behind you, I am afraid that you will have to wear a mask." Immediately rushed over."

The man put down his glass, looked up at Wen Queyu who was standing motionless three or two steps away from them, tilted his head, and said in a flat tone.

"Silly?"

Wen Queyu was indeed stupid. Why did Jiang Yousi, a bastard, become so lawless after coming to ancient times?If the clothes are not worn properly, they will become loose and unfitting!And visit the brothel!Also includes private seats!

She grabbed her over-long skirt and sat down next to him, holding his clothes with her fingers and sniffing up and down her nose.

"Hey, sister, why are you so ignorant? Still sniffing? Still sniffing? Wen Ningshuang, are you a reincarnated pup?"

Wen Queyu was checking whether his bamboo horse had any bad smell. Hearing this, he didn't pay much attention to Song Yufan's teasing, so he moved closer. His fingers were about to grab his collar from his cuff, but he caught him. He raised his hand lightly to restrain his wrist.

Jiang Yousi grabbed her wrist, his eyes slightly confused.

"Wen Ningshuang?"

"What?" Wen Queyu didn't realize whose name he was calling.

Song Yufan laughed and said, "Silly younger sister, seeing the handsome man, even forgot what his name is?"

It was only then that Wen Queyu remembered that even his own name was changed by the system when this broken ancient dungeon came.

At this moment, her name is not Wen Queyu, but Wen Ningshuang.

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