August 23, 2019secretdreamwishes
A burst of guqin’s music sounded faintly, like jade striking one another, as if a stream of water, wonderful and pleasant. The musical accomplishment was very high but Linghu Shui Yue felt as if she was sitting on a needle.
Because hidden inside her was the old master Linghu Shui Yue who wanted revenge was turbulent and uneasy, not willing to sit here to listen to music, anxious to take revenge.
Linghu Shui Yue was silent in thought for a moment, picked up the wine gently took a sip, then her brow furrowed a little, discreetly using two fingers to press against her acupuncture point, forcing herself to suddenly sweat with cold sweat, and her face suddenly turned deathly pale, then held her stomach.
“What’s wrong with Linghu young master? Is the drink poisoned?” Sixth lord was displeased but Linghu young master was sickly in the first place. If he was fine, it would instead make others suspicious.
Linghu Shui Yue took this chance to say: “My apologies! Tonight I wanted to accompany sixth lord in enjoyment. But this young master has always been sickly. All year long in discomfort. Even the world famous doctors are at a loss at what to do. Please excuse this young master!”
Qi wang didn’t sincerely want to invite Linghu Huo Ri to drink. He was just used to expressing his “virtuous” reputation. Meeting the courtiers and heirs who have somewhat of a status in court as well as their descendants, it was a habit to make friends with.
Linghu Shui Yue successfully got rid of Qi wang, planning to quickly leave Yu Qiong Lou then sneak back in. But when she passed a corridor, suddenly saw the three words “Zi Yao Pavilion”.
Si Yao Pavilion? Isn’t that the pavilion of Miss Zi Yao whom Dai Wu Qing has bid for tonight? According to reason, Dai Wu Qing should currently be inside seeking pleasure and making merry. Why was it quiet inside without any sound?
Ah! Linghu Shui Yue was dazed for a second before remembering, this Yu Qiong Lou is Yan capital’s most lavish place. All the rooms here were built with soundproofing material, even more advanced than modern nightclubs.
Linghu Shui Yue guessed it all right! At this moment in time, Dai Wu Qing was indeed inside Zi Yao Pavilion. Due to having had a few drinks, his drunk eyes were scarlet and lustful.
Speaking of which, Yu Qiong Lou’s four huakui only sells their talents, not their bodies. But because of this, Yan capital’s young masters, the wastrels or some wealthy local tyrants were even more like flies, advancing wave upon wave over here to burn gold.
This Dai Wu Qing was a lecher in the first place. The wives and concubines were numerous back home. Even the servant girls were each tainted. He still comes to the red-district to burn gold every day.
At this moment, he took out a large stack of money notes, tossing it onto the table “slam”, his drunk eyes were hazy: “Miss Zi Yao! Look! This is a heavenly price! Tonight, you accompany this marquis, this marquis will buy your freedom. You will no longer have to suffer and live in luxury with this marquis. What’s wrong with that?”
As he said this, he swayed as he picked up a wine vessel and walked over towards Miss Zi Yao.
“Marquis, this slave has a bitter life and is a girl who has signed a deed. If you were to buy my freedom, you must have mama’s agreement. This slave can’t decide this.”
This Miss Zi Yao was forced step by step back towards a luxurious bed with beaded curtains. After there was no retreat, her waist fell back. She fell onto the bed from a 90 degree angle, her hair disheveled. That was an extremely provocative posture.
She wore a blue and white designed fine gauze cloud dress. The moxiong was opened extremely low. The valley between was subtle. This was a temptation for any man. then, her twin eyes faintly filled with murder….
August 23, 2019secretdreamwishes
A burst of guqin’s music sounded faintly, like jade striking one another, as if a stream of water, wonderful and pleasant. The musical accomplishment was very high but Linghu Shui Yue felt as if she was sitting on a needle.
Because hidden inside her was the old master Linghu Shui Yue who wanted revenge was turbulent and uneasy, not willing to sit here to listen to music, anxious to take revenge.
Linghu Shui Yue was silent in thought for a moment, picked up the wine gently took a sip, then her brow furrowed a little, discreetly using two fingers to press against her acupuncture point, forcing herself to suddenly sweat with cold sweat, and her face suddenly turned deathly pale, then held her stomach.
“What’s wrong with Linghu young master? Is the drink poisoned?” Sixth lord was displeased but Linghu young master was sickly in the first place. If he was fine, it would instead make others suspicious.
Linghu Shui Yue took this chance to say: “My apologies! Tonight I wanted to accompany sixth lord in enjoyment. But this young master has always been sickly. All year long in discomfort. Even the world famous doctors are at a loss at what to do. Please excuse this young master!”
Qi wang didn’t sincerely want to invite Linghu Huo Ri to drink. He was just used to expressing his “virtuous” reputation. Meeting the courtiers and heirs who have somewhat of a status in court as well as their descendants, it was a habit to make friends with.
Linghu Shui Yue successfully got rid of Qi wang, planning to quickly leave Yu Qiong Lou then sneak back in. But when she passed a corridor, suddenly saw the three words “Zi Yao Pavilion”.
Si Yao Pavilion? Isn’t that the pavilion of Miss Zi Yao whom Dai Wu Qing has bid for tonight? According to reason, Dai Wu Qing should currently be inside seeking pleasure and making merry. Why was it quiet inside without any sound?
Ah! Linghu Shui Yue was dazed for a second before remembering, this Yu Qiong Lou is Yan capital’s most lavish place. All the rooms here were built with soundproofing material, even more advanced than modern nightclubs.
Linghu Shui Yue guessed it all right! At this moment in time, Dai Wu Qing was indeed inside Zi Yao Pavilion. Due to having had a few drinks, his drunk eyes were scarlet and lustful.
Speaking of which, Yu Qiong Lou’s four huakui only sells their talents, not their bodies. But because of this, Yan capital’s young masters, the wastrels or some wealthy local tyrants were even more like flies, advancing wave upon wave over here to burn gold.
This Dai Wu Qing was a lecher in the first place. The wives and concubines were numerous back home. Even the servant girls were each tainted. He still comes to the red-district to burn gold every day.
At this moment, he took out a large stack of money notes, tossing it onto the table “slam”, his drunk eyes were hazy: “Miss Zi Yao! Look! This is a heavenly price! Tonight, you accompany this marquis, this marquis will buy your freedom. You will no longer have to suffer and live in luxury with this marquis. What’s wrong with that?”
As he said this, he swayed as he picked up a wine vessel and walked over towards Miss Zi Yao.
“Marquis, this slave has a bitter life and is a girl who has signed a deed. If you were to buy my freedom, you must have mama’s agreement. This slave can’t decide this.”
This Miss Zi Yao was forced step by step back towards a luxurious bed with beaded curtains. After there was no retreat, her waist fell back. She fell onto the bed from a 90 degree angle, her hair disheveled. That was an extremely provocative posture.
She wore a blue and white designed fine gauze cloud dress. The moxiong was opened extremely low. The valley between was subtle. This was a temptation for any man. then, her twin eyes faintly filled with murder….
