Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

The room is filled with pink gauze curtains and some beautiful decorations, all of which are women's favorite colors.

Dongmei hesitated for a moment, then poured her a glass of wine and brought it to Luo Qingyan's lips.

This was her first time serving a woman, and it felt a little weird. But for the sake of free money, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Luo Qingyan took the wine glass and looked at the beauty in front of her as she drank it down with a smile. The taste was spicy and even her esophagus was on fire. Then I remembered that she didn't know how to drink.

There was a moment of confusion, but she quickly came to her senses and said to Dongmei, "Beautiful sister, is the piano on the wall yours? Can you play a song for me?"

Dongmei breathed a sigh of relief, playing the piano is good!

Play two songs, wait until she is drunk, and get the money. How easy this job is!

Dongmei exhaled, straightened her body, gently picked up the silver strings with her jade hands, and gently stroked the guqin with both hands. The melodious sound of the piano sounded, like the gurgling of running water.

Luo Qingyan leaned on the bed, half-squinting her eyes, tapping her thighs with her fingers, bobbing her head happily to the music, enjoying herself very much.

At this moment, bursts of women crying suddenly came from next door, breaking the peace.

She frowned and opened her eyes, looking at Dongmei with questioning eyes, but she saw Dongmei sighing.

"Little girl, I don't know, this is the third prince Xuanyuan Sihua. He often comes to Yihonglou to drink and have fun, and he also has a habit of beating us. The sisters he chooses are beaten to death every time. We untouchables are in his eyes We are not as good as cats and dogs. As long as he wants, he can kill us at will. This is another sister who has been beaten... Alas, more than forty people have died in Yihonglou in the past year, and we dare not be angry. I dare say, he is the prince after all, how can we, the lowest people, offend him!"

Luo Qingyan narrowed her eyes. Sure enough, there are no good birds named Xuanyuan!

She opened the door angrily and saw Xuan Yi standing not far away with a livid face, and Chuntao looking at him with horror.

"Xuan Yi! Did you also come out to see the crying?"

He complained to her with a stinky face, "This woman is so stupid. I asked her to pour tea all over the table. When I asked her to play the piano, she broke the strings. When I asked her to sing a song, she even seemed to cry!" I’m not as good as the maidservants I once had!”

Luo Qingyan had some funny murmurs in her heart. Even with your dark face, people who don't know it thought you were going to kill someone. Who wouldn't be afraid...

"Okay, okay, if you don't like her waiting on you, just come to my room and let's listen to music together... Oops! I came here to find out what happened, but you interrupted me and almost forgot about it!"

As he spoke, the woman's cry for mercy came again, and the scream became weaker and weaker, as if she had lost her strength.

She looked for the sound and found the room. Xuanyi waved his sleeves, and the door was knocked open by a strong gust of wind.

The smell of blood hit her nostrils. Chuntao was so frightened by the bloody scene in the room that she covered her face and screamed. Dongmei was so frightened that she fainted.

A girl leaning against a red building was nailed to a wooden cabinet, her head lowered, and she was unconsciously moaning for help. She was dying. His clothes were ragged and stained with blood. His hands, feet, joints and other parts were nailed with many long nails. There were many whip marks and tooth marks on his body. It looked like he was about to die of excessive blood loss.