"You want this person?" Miss Cui asked Chuzheng.
Chu Zheng glanced over there.
The look of confirmation is the good person card I am looking for.
"has a problem?"
Snapped-
Miss Cui slapped the table with a slap, raising her voice to an unknown degree: "Of course there is a problem!"
Chuzheng: "… "
Scared me.
Talk, talk, shoot what table!
"Okay!" Miss Cui finished the two people's play by herself: "Today, Miss Ben is happy, so I will compete with you on the same stage. If the bidder is high, this person will belong to whom?"
Chuzheng's eyes drifted to Miss Cui.
Miss Cui was so drunk that she could still recognize him, which was her limit.
You thought Chuzheng would slap her face with money.
No!
you are wrong!
Chuzheng looked at the prostitute, and spit out the cold words from her mouth: "Throw it out."
Where did this idiot come from.
Why should I compete with you
It was mine!
A pheasant just ran out and wanted to compete with me, dreaming!
"..." The old man was frightened, Chuzheng's body was amazing, she swallowed: "This son, this is the daughter of the Houye's mansion."
Can't throw.
Hou Yefu
Which Houye Mansion
do not know!
Even if the acquaintance has anything to do with me, I am not from Jin.
Therefore, Chuzheng was unmoved: "What happened to the daughter of the prince's mansion? Is it heavy?"
I am still the prince of Wei!
[… ] Miss, you are just a proton, please recognize your identity!
Recognize clearly.
【… Where did you recognize it? 】
Don't you think I'd be a fool if I agreed to compete with her
【… 】No! Miss, we have money, don't be afraid! ! You can hit her with money!
And can't be killed, don't, throw it!
Simple and convenient, save time and effort, say goodbye to trouble!
"My son, I will ask Miss Cui to leave immediately." The old man promised: "Miss Cui, you are really drunk, I will send someone to take you home."
"Go back... go back to the mansion? If I don't go back... I won't go back!" Miss Cui hugged the table: "I want this, you and me... You bid with me!"
"Throw!" Chu Zheng's tone was cold.
The old lady seemed to feel the coldness in the air.
Ignoring that Miss Cui was hugging the table on all fours and calling for people to come up.
Raise your arm, lift your arm, lift your leg, and 'please' Miss Cui out.
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The old bustard shivered for a while outside, sorted out his expression, and went in with a smile.
"Sir, I'm really sorry just now."
Chuzheng put on a cold face.
Very bad experience!
The old man looked at his master nervously.
The man seemed to be still awake, completely unresponsive.
Master this acting...
The old bustard took a deep breath: "This is where we just arrived..."
The old lady didn't dare to touch the man: "This... this is rare... Although I haven't... been trained, but don't worry, sir, here we... have... medicine, there will be no problem... Guaranteed to make you comfortable."
Chuzheng sat there domineering and unrestrained in the sitting posture of a boss.
The old bustard suddenly stuttered, and Chuzheng couldn't help but turn his attention to her.
It was fine just now, why did you suddenly stutter
"Just him, you go down." Chuzheng determined that this person was his good person card, and waved the stuttering old man out.
The prostitute glanced at the man regularly.
In that way, in the eyes of outsiders, it is probably 'requesting money'.
So Chuzheng took out the silver note and slapped it on the table aggressively.
The aura is written all over the body - Uncle, what I have is money!
The prostitute: "..."
As a prostitute in a romantic place, you must have a strong psychological quality.
The old bustard took a deep breath, raised a smile, said a couple of pleasant words, took the silver note, twisted his waist, and hurriedly left.
The man was placed on a chair, his messy hair covering most of his face.
Chuzheng got up, straightened the person, and pushed back the hair covering his face.
The man's eyebrows appeared.
Chuzheng: "… "
Isn't this the third prince from the last glimpse
Chu Zheng thinks about it carefully, it seems that the royal family of Jin is really surnamed Lianlai...
Even poor
Even if you are poor, you are still poor.
As expected of his own good card.
The names are so pathetic.
So the third prince of the dynasty looked at the guest who ordered himself, stared at his face for a long time, but did not move.
The third prince said: This posture is so tiring!
Lian Qiong's mother, Concubine Xiao, was once a beauty that moved the world.
Lian Qiong completely inherited the advantages of Concubine Xiao, and she was so beautiful that she almost blurred her gender, but she would not make people feel that he was feminine, and that the breath of a boy was too strong to ignore.
There was a layer of fog in Lian Qiong's eyes, which seemed blurry, dazed, and vaguely angry...
"How do you want to let me go?" Lian Qiong couldn't stand the silence, and took the initiative to say, "I can give you a lot of money."
Chuzheng got up, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a light voice: "Three princes, I am not short of money."
It's the devil who talks to me about money.
Lian Qiong: "..."
know him.
The last time it was just a face-to-face meeting, why did you remember him
If I knew it earlier, I would cover up my face.
Lian Qiong let out a low laugh, her delicate eyebrows stretched out, and her long and dense eyelashes gently draped down, blocking the light in his eyes.
When he lifted up again, the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly.
It was the helpless little poor who was sold into the flower building just now.
Then this is the guest who came to Hualou to have fun - if he wasn't tied up.
The fog in Lian Qiong's eyes dissipated, her blushing lips hooked slightly, and her voice changed slightly, but it was clear enough to attract people: "Since you know who I am, how dare Prince Wei keep me?"
"I redeemed you, do you think I'm a good person?"
Chuzheng asked seriously.
Lian Qiong raised her eyebrows: "Is Prince Wei really so masculine?"
Chuzheng thought for a while, Lian Qiong should be asking about her requirements for a mating partner. She can't have a girl, so there's nothing wrong with a boy.
So Chuzheng nodded honestly.
Lian Qiong's lips curved into a more beautiful arc: "I really didn't see it."
"I didn't see that the third prince of the Jin Kingdom would be sold into Hualou." Chuzheng poked his sore spot coldly.
Lian Qiong just shrugged unconcernedly: "People stumble, horses stumble, could it be that Prince Wei didn't make mistakes and was counted?"
Chu Zheng's indifferent face: "I have never been sold into Hualou."
"..." Hualou is mine!
"I redeemed you, do you think I'm a good person?" Chuzheng continued to ask seriously.
Trying to be a good person every day!
Lian Qiong read it carefully.
Word for word.
Not even a pause.
And the man standing in front of him did not change his expression.
"Of course." Lian Qiong smiled: "It's an honor to have the help of Prince Wei."
Chuzheng nodded in satisfaction.
"Prince Wei, can you let me go first?" Lian Qiong said, "Don't you think it's strange?"
Chuzheng: "It's good." He won't run around.
He quickly turned twice in his mind: "Prince Wei seems to be coming after me?"
"Ok."
"How did you know I was here?"
"I'm chasing..." Chu Zheng paused, "I see."
I came to you in the middle of the night, chasing from the broken temple to the flower building, is it easy for me? !