All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

The old bustard's tone changed slightly, and he immediately smiled and said: "Look at what you said, you are also a frequent visitor to our elephant house, can I still trick you?"

"Well, I don't want too much. How about you give me 6,000 taels of silver and we can pay the money with one hand and sign the contract with the other?"

Song Xiang was speechless in his heart: Six thousand taels, how dare you speak so loudly? This is a county town, not a prefecture, let alone Kyoto. Even if Nong Yue is a Qing Guan, no one will pay such a high price, at most five The thousand taels are over.

But Song Xiang didn't want to continue arguing with the old bustard. He pulled out two banknotes from his chest, one with a denomination of 5,000 taels and the other with a denomination of 1,000 taels. He threw them to the madam and said, "The madam is really good at doing business. Without any effort, I got six thousand taels of silver notes."

Because the asking price was a bit high, the Madam also felt embarrassed. She showed a bit of an awkward smile and said: "Old lady, I have to support a large restaurant. Please don't be angry, Miss Song. I'll take care of the personal service." I’ll also give you Yue’s Axi, how about that?”

"Wait a moment, I'm going to get you Nong Yue and A Xi's deeds of prostitution!" The madam took the banknote from Song Xiang's hand, and then walked quickly to the inner room.

There is quite a feeling that people feel refreshed during happy events.

Song Xiang sat quietly at the table. After a while, the madam came out with the deed of betrayal and handed it to Song Xiang: "This is the deed of betrayal of Nong Yue and A Xi."

"Old lady, go and pack things for Nong Yue right now!" The madam grinned and said attentively.

"No need!" Song Xiang stopped the madam and said in a warning tone, "I'll go over and help him clean it up in person, lest some unsighted person with unclean hands and feet cause Yue to lose something, which would be bad!"

The madam rubbed her hands with an awkward smile, opened the door and said, "Please~"

Song Xiang strode out of the door and climbed the stairs to the third floor.

Ah Xi saw her at the door and called out: "Miss Song!"

Then he opened the door and shouted into the room: "Sir, Miss Song is here to see you!"

Nongyue was reading a book of unofficial history in the room. When she heard Song Xiang coming, she put on her shoes randomly and ran to the door.

"Xiang'er!"

Nongyue immediately rushed to Song Xiang, hugged her, and rubbed her ears and temples: "You haven't been here for a long time. I thought you had forgotten me."

"How could it be?" Song Xiang stretched out his hands, took a deep breath, hugged Nong Yue and said, "I'm going to Fucheng to take the exam soon, so I didn't come to see you."

Nong Yue asked sadly, "How long will you be leaving?"

Song Xiang didn't answer, but urged him: "Nong Yue, hurry up and pack all your things. I will take you home in a minute!"

"Go home? Where?" Nong Yue was a little confused. She let go of Song Xiang's waist and took her hand to the bedside.

Song Xiang raised his lips and said in a pleasant tone: "Of course you are going back to our Song family?"

"Xianger, don't joke."

Nonyue's breathing stagnated and she couldn't help but squeeze Song Xiang's hand.

"Hiss~" Song Xiang struggled subconsciously and asked with a smile, "Okay, you still want to murder your own wife?"

"Ah?" Nong Yue came to her senses in a daze, relaxed her hands, rubbed Song Xiang's hands, and said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, Xiang'er, I didn't mean to do it. Did I hurt you..."

"It doesn't matter!" Song Xiang smiled, "I just redeemed your body at the Madam's place, and you will be mine from now on."

Nong Yue's figure was stunned, and she asked uncertainly: "Did you really redeem yourself for me?"

Seeing Song Xiang nodding.

Tears silently poured out of his eyes, and his throat was strangled by an invisible force. There was fear for the future, but also a sense of relief from the quagmire. After a moment, he choked and asked: "Xian'er, so say , I’m free, right?”

"I'm free, right?"

Song Xiang pulled him over, thrust the deed of betrayal into his hand and said, "This is the real freedom!"

Nongyue held the deed of betrayal in disbelief, and all her words were knotted in her mouth.

In the Dongling Dynasty, the fate of any ransomed boy-husband was not in the hands of his master. Song Xiang was the first to give the ransomed boy-husband a deed of sale.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take the prostitution contract and run away with another girl?" After regaining her mood, Nong Yue curled her lips and asked.

"Just run, can I still be afraid that you will run away?" Song Xiang smiled and joked, "If you really fall in love with another girl, I will also give you my heartfelt blessings."

When Nong Yue heard this, she was unhappy: "Hey, listen to this, it doesn't look like you like me. I won't run away, I will pester you!"

Song Xiang shouted in his heart: I am not the original owner, and I will not like you to the point of going crazy like her.

He thrust the deed of betrayal into Song Xiang's hand and said, "Take it and show me how it looks like!"

Song Xiang pushed the deed of betrayal back and said, "You can keep your deed of betrayal yourself. I trust you. Besides, I will be going to Fucheng the day after tomorrow, so it's not convenient to take it with me."

Nong Yue hesitated for a moment before taking it into his arms.

"Okay, let's pack up our things first. After that, let Taro be moved to the carriage downstairs, and you and Axi can take it back first."

"it is good!"

Thinking of the old madam's search for samples, Song Xiang warned worriedly: "By the way, don't you have a box for money and jewelry? Ask Ah Xi to carry it down and give it to Taro and put it in the carriage, so as not to be too busy to move things for a while. It was chaotic and was taken away by others."

"Xian'er is still thoughtful." Nongyue took out the box from under the bed and shouted outside, "Axi, come in."

Ah Xi opened the door and asked respectfully: "What are your orders, Master?"

"Carry this box to Xiang'er's carriage." Nong Yue handed the box to A Xi.

"Wait!" Song Xiang stopped Ah Xi and ordered, "Let Taro drive the carriage to the back door. You stay guard inside while she comes up to move the things."

"Here."

When Ah Xi went out, Song Xiang urged Nong Yue again: "Take away all the clothes you can wear, and give them to others if you can't take them with you!"

"Anyway, the brothel's standard can no longer be worn."

Lest outsiders look down on Nong Yue.

"I listen to Xiang'er!"

From now on, she will wear clothes that belong to a good family. Nong Yue's face turned red, and she walked to the cabinet and started to pack away.

Song Xiang also walked over and helped to tidy up. The more he tidied up, the more colorful his face became: These are clothes, it is impossible to look directly at them, they are so thin and leaky...

There were many styles of clothes in the Dongling Dynasty. The leggings and trousers they wore were all crotch-open, and there were several layers of obscene gauze robes on them, so no one could tell.

Although the clothes were a little more colorful, Nong Yue couldn't help but look good in them. In the end, Song Xiang decided that except for winter clothes and a few ugly and old clothes, everything else would be packed into boxes and taken away.

Nong Yue doesn’t have many things, so three boxes are enough.

"Miss!" Taro came in from outside the door and asked an errand boy, "Are you going to move all these boxes?"

Song Xiang agreed and said: "After you deliver these to your home, let Ah Xi clean up the room, and then you come to pick me up and Nong Yue!"

"Okay, miss!"