I don't want to be the favorite concubine of this palace anymore

Then two slim women in gauze dresses walked in carrying trays. One of the women in a red dress held a tray with a pot of wine and several wine glasses on it.

Another woman in a yellow skirt was holding a tray with a few snacks to go with the wine.

The woman in red was gentle and pretty, while the woman in yellow was bright and charming. An Muxi looked at the two of them and secretly admired that the girls in this building were of good quality.

After they put the drinks away, they sat on either side of An Muxi and Xiaoqin. It was their first time to get close to a brothel girl, and both were a little embarrassed.

An Muxi has a modern soul and doesn't have the idea of ​​looking down on the lowly brothel girls. Xiaoqin herself is also a lowly girl, so she won't look down on them either.

But we are all women, we can't really learn to touch other people like men do when visiting brothels, right?

At this time, the two women in red also realized that An Muxi and the other woman were both women, but since the guests themselves were willing to dress like this, she would not expose it.

People come here to spend money, and they just need to make the guests happy. So she smiled and said, "I wonder if the two gentlemen like to listen to the zither or the pipa?"

An Muxi withdrew her gaze and asked curiously, "Can I listen to everything?"

The woman in red chuckled. This woman was quite interesting, but she still nodded and replied, "Okay." Then she stood up and walked to the piano stand and sat down.

She played a piece of music called "Listening to the Rain Halfway Up the Mountain" with skillful technique and the profound artistic conception of the music, which soon made everyone immersed in it.

An Muxi didn't even notice the wine that the yellow-dressed beauty handed over and drank it in one gulp. Xiaoqin next to her was timid and didn't dare to drink with her. The master could do whatever he wanted, but she couldn't. If something went wrong, she would be responsible.

When Xiaoqin saw her master drink a glass of wine in one gulp, she became a little worried.

But just think about not drinking and just watching the master.

Soon the song ended, and An Muxi applauded enthusiastically: "You played really well! It sounds so good!"

The woman in red stood up and bowed: "Thank you for the compliment, sir." Then she sat back in her previous seat.

At this time, the beauty in yellow stood up, picked up the pipa next to her and sat at the top, and a graceful and rhythmic song of "Remembering Jiangnan" sounded.

An Muxi was amazed. This Xunfang Pavilion was indeed the most famous brothel on West Street. Any two girls who came here were both beautiful women with both talent and beauty.

The woman in red handed An Muxi a glass of wine, and An Muxi drank it again. Xiaoqin was a little anxious beside her, how could her master drink like this.

He quickly said to An Muxi: "Master, drink less."

In modern times, An Muxi would often buy some beer or red wine to drink. She seldom drank white wine, but she thought that with such a small cup, it didn't matter if she drank one cup at a time.

So he waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "It's okay. Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Xiaoqin had no choice but to shut up.

After the pipa piece was finished, An Muxi also applauded and praised. I thought that there should be some reward at this time, right?

Then he reached into his sleeve and fumbled for a long time, took out two silver ingots weighing one tael each, and gave one to each of them.

The two women accepted it with a smile and expressed their gratitude.

At this moment, An Muxi felt something was wrong. The person in front of her seemed to have a double image.

"Xiaoqin, how many fingers are these?" An Muxi stretched out one finger and asked Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin was speechless. What happened to the master? Why did he start testing her in arithmetic?

But he still answered: "It's a finger."

An Muxi shook her head and said, "No, it looks like two."

Xiaoqin noticed something was wrong. Why did the master's cheeks turn red? His eyes were a little blurry. It was over, it was over. Was he drunk?

Xiaoqin quickly grabbed An Muxi's hand and said, "Master, you are drunk. We should go back home."

An Muxi still didn't admit it: "How... is it possible? I'm not... drunk. Let's continue playing music... and dancing!"

When Xiaoqin saw that her tongue was sticking out but she was still being stubborn, she quickly stood up and pulled An Muxi up as well.

If the master causes any trouble here and the prince finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It would be better to take the master back to the palace as soon as possible. She supported An Muxi and said to the two women, "My master is drunk, we are leaving now."

The red-dressed woman nodded and said, "It seems that you really can't handle the alcohol, but we have some hangover soup here, so you can take a rest here before going back."

Xiaoqin was a little anxious. If the concubine of King Rui was resting in this brothel and was discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So he declined her kindness: "It's better for us to go home early."

The woman in red nodded and said, "In that case, we will not keep you two gentlemen. Please settle the bill with Madam Ding in the front hall and leave."

Xiaoqin thought, that's right, they still have to pay the bill, she struggled to help An Muxi out of the private room, and then prepared to go downstairs.

At this time, several people were walking upstairs from downstairs. On the second floor, they happened to meet Xiaoqin who was helping An Muxi walk downstairs. An Muxi kept muttering, "I'm not drunk. I still want to listen to music."

The leading man heard the voice and glanced at Xiaoqin and the other person. Suddenly, he saw An Muxi being supported by Xiaoqin, and a smile flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

He walked up to Xiaoqin and the other two and said, "Since this gentleman is not drunk, why don't I invite you two to have a drink and make friends?"

An Muxi heard someone talking in front of her, she raised her head and squinted her eyes to look, only to see several men in front of her looking at her with amusement.

The man in the lead looked very familiar. He was handsome, but there was a hint of possessiveness in his smiling peach eyes that made people feel uncomfortable.

The look in his eyes was a little cold, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

An Muxi felt a chill on her back and sobered up a little. She finally remembered that this person was the Cheng Wang who had chatted up with her when she went to the restaurant last time.

She quickly stood up straight and pretended not to know them, saying, "I'm sorry, I don't know you guys. I have something else to do at home. Thank you for your kindness. Goodbye."

After saying that, he wanted to take Xiaoqin downstairs. Xiaoqin recognized that the man opposite was the one she met in the restaurant before, and felt that the other party had no good intentions.

Xiaoqin was very alert and supported An Muxi and wanted to leave, but there were several tall and strong men on the opposite side, blocking the way downstairs.

Xiaoqin was so anxious now. What if something happened to her master here? She hurriedly pulled An Muxi and ran to the side.

An Muxi was no longer dizzy. She knew that as a weak woman, she would definitely not have a good ending if she fell into the hands of these men, not to mention that this was a brothel. Even if something happened to her, she would have no way to explain it.

I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. I really had nothing to do, so why did I come to a brothel?

There are so many perverts here. They are wearing men's clothes, but they are still coveted by others.

The two of them ran around the second floor while calling for help. Their voices alerted someone in a private room on the fourth floor, who ordered his men, "Go out and see what's going on outside."

At this time, one of King Cheng's personal guards grabbed Xiaoqin and hit her on the neck with a knife. Xiaoqin lost consciousness and fell down.

An Muxi was running in front, not daring to look back, not knowing that Xiaoqin had been knocked unconscious.

Soon she saw a place to go downstairs, and then went down the stairs and saw that this was the place leading to the stage on the first floor.

There was a large curtain in front, and behind it several dancers who had changed their costumes and lined up to go on stage.

An Muxi rushed to the backstage, quickly took off her men's clothes, grabbed a dance costume and put it on. Then she found a veil to cover her face.