When the cannon fodder male lead took the female lead script [Quick Transmigration]

Early the next morning, after the two had breakfast, Yan Qingmo was ready to take Si Shaochen out.

Yan Qingmo wore a black dark-pattern robe today, with delicate patterns embroidered on the neckline and gold thread inlaid on the cuffs. Under the sunlight, it was full of brilliance.

Si Shaochen also picked out a set of black robes, the style was very similar to Yan Qingmo's, he was used to wearing couple outfits with Yan Qingmo, and after putting on, he stood beside Yan Qingmo, the two complemented each other, set off each other, Envious of others.

Yan Qingmo raised the corners of his lips, got into the carriage and handed a mask to Si Shaochen.

Looking at the familiar little fox mask, Si Shaochen was stunned, and memories flooded into his brain like a flood.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qingmo nervously touched Si Shaochen's forehead, thinking that he was feeling unwell again, "Are you feeling unwell? Let's go another day..."

Si Shaochen calmed down and took over the mask: "It's okay, I thought of something."

This mask...is the little fox mask from before. They all wore this mask when they went down the mountain to visit the Flower Street to put up lanterns and buy sugar paintings. They were exactly the same.

Yan Qingmo was still worried about Si Shaochen's health, he asked repeatedly, until Si Shaochen pushed him to the side of the carriage, kissed the back of his head, Yan Qingmo shut up and believed that Si Shaochen was really okay .

The groom was Yan Qingmo's confidant, and after sending them to a certain place, the two got out of the car and had something to eat, and Yan Qingmo led a red horse with shiny and smooth hair out.

The horse seemed to have a good temper. Seeing Si Shaochen, it went over and rubbed Si Shaochen with the horse's head.

Yan Qingmo showed a startled expression, he smiled and said: "This horse has a big temper. Although it looks docile, it is very difficult to tame."

Si Shaochen stroked the smooth hair of the red horse, and when he heard Yan Qingmo's words, he was stunned: "That's your illusion."

Yan Qingmo put his arms around Si Shaochen's waist, he leaned into his ear and said, "Maybe it's because Chenchen is full of my breath, that's why it likes Chenchen so much."

"Poor mouth." Si Shaochen snorted coldly.

Yan Qingmo carried Si Shaochen onto the horse's back, and then stepped up beautifully, Si Shaochen was eager to try: "When I get back, I'll show you, my horsemanship is really good."

"Okay." Yan Qingmo took the reins, and the two rode forward on the same horse.

After getting off the horse, Yan Qingmo led Si Shaochen into a brothel. The two of them just stepped into the door when a woman in red twisted her waist and walked over with a round fan. jewelry.

But when she walked around, the jewelry that got in the way didn't move, she didn't look like a prostitute at all.

"Hey, what kind of wind is this..." The woman's delicate voice stopped abruptly after seeing Si Shaochen, and she clicked her tongue several times, "This is——"

Yan Qingmo glanced at her: "Go in and talk."

Si Shaochen noticed that many of the hair ornaments on the woman's head could be used as hidden weapons, even the round fan in her hand was unusual.

The woman brought Yan Qingmo and Si Shaochen into an empty room. She locked the door behind her and stared straight at Si Shaochen, full of curiosity about Si Shaochen.

Brothel women...

Yan Wang is a great beauty...

When Si Shaochen looked at the woman again, he suddenly realized.

This should be the woman Yan Qingmo was talking about, and she is also from Guyun Tower.

Lan Linglang saw Si Shaochen's expression, and sat sideways, leaning on Yan Qingmo's body.

"Didn't the prince introduce me to his wife?"

Yan Qingmo glanced at her lightly: "Sit down."

Lan Linglang sat up straight, she held out her round fan and stretched it towards Si Shaochen, Yan Qingmo stretched out her hand and patted her.

"Don't be rude."

"Is it reasonable for you not to introduce me to Madam?" Lan Linglang snorted coldly, and then sat down delicately beside Si Shaochen, "Tell me, how did the lord carry you out of the Prince's Mansion?"

Si Shaochen smiled: "I was still in a coma at the time, and I didn't know it. After all, Mo Mo was too powerful to rescue me from the Prince's Mansion."

"Mo Mo—" Lan Linglang shouted in a high-pitched voice, Yan Qingmo helplessly supported his forehead.

He has nothing to do with Lan Linglang. This girl never plays her cards according to the routine. She opens a brothel and does not allow women to sell themselves, only artisans. Once a woman dares to sell herself without permission, she will drive them out.But at the same time, if a guest makes trouble and is rude to the girl, she will also take action to teach the guest.

Over time, most of the people who come here are to appreciate the beautiful girls playing the piano, singing and dancing.And she has fierce wrists and excellent martial arts, and there is no one in a ten-mile radius who doesn't teach her a lesson.

Rumor has it that she fought against Hades.

"Her name is Lan Linglang, and she is the owner of Tianxianfang."

Tianxianfang is the name of this brothel.

Si Shaochen nodded to show that he knew, but he didn't understand why he came here.

"So it's Miss Lan." Si Shaochen saluted in a dignified manner.

Lan Linglang smiled coquettishly: "Just call me Lan Tianxian."

"Stop messing around." Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen's hand and put a mask on Si Shaochen in front of Lan Linglang, "I want to go back to Guyun Tower."

"I just said, why did you come to me all of a sudden? It turned out that you brought your sweetheart back to the lair to have a look... Oh, this man who has a wife is just different. He stays in the prince's mansion every day and refuses to come back. Madam can call someone back with a word." Lan Linglang leaned on Si Shaochen with a smile, "Madam should try to persuade the prince, he is happy, but he has given us all the work, the rest of us , it’s not easy.”

Si Shaochen blinked: "Are you sure you want me to persuade you?"

"uh-huh--"

"It's good that Mo Mo is happy."

"Hmph! A lover who is an eyesore." Lan Linglang snorted coldly, "By the way, Tang Wujing spent a lot of money to find his wife. When can the lady go out and show her face, the money is not for nothing, Tang Wujing Jing just said that he found the news, but he didn't say that we should bring him the person. So-Madam should also earn money for Guyunlou—"

Lan Linglang covered her lips and smiled crisply, but the sternness in her eyes was not typical of ordinary people: "That despicable villain, you should let him suffer!"

Si Shaochen paused, it was another protector.

With such a loyal person by his side, Yan Qingmo felt relieved.After all, he is the prince, and now that he has the status of King of Hades, he will not have to fear the prince's strength, and can stay by Yan Qingmo's side safely.

Lan Linglang and Yan Qingmo talked about some recent things, and Si Shaochen could see that Lan Linglang's care for Yan Qingmo was just a friend's concern, and Lan Linglang was also very clear about the things between them.

After the chat, Lan Linglang hooked Yan Qingmo's chin: "Let's go to the prince's mansion some other time, is Xiao Yu still there? Let her come out and have a drink with me."

"Xiao Yu doesn't know how to drink."

"Just watch me drink it, that girl is smart, I like it a lot."

"I can't give it to you if I like it." Yan Qingmo smiled faintly.

"Hmph - you are allowed to find your wife, but not me?" Lan Linglang drove the two away irritably. She asked Yan Qingmo more than once, and Yan Qingmo said that Xiao Yu didn't have someone he liked, but Xiao Yu, look It doesn't look like he likes women either.

She even pretended to be drunk and lay on Xiao Yu's bed, and Xiao Yu thoughtfully covered her with a quilt and wiped her body, fearing that she would get a headache if she drank too much, and made ginger soup for her to take care of her.

But Yan Qingmo said that Xiao Yu would do the same thing if it were someone else, which made Lan Linglang very frustrated.

Si Shaochen squeezed Yan Qingmo's waist, and asked in a low voice, "Lan Linglang likes...Xiao Yu?"

Yan Qingmo nodded with a smile: "Let her worry about her own affairs."