captive skylark

Chapter 187 Rouge, whore

"What you said makes no sense." Yunxi turned to look at her, "It's clear that he didn't come to my place, so why did I push him outside?"

"But..." Luqi muttered in a low voice, "It is clear that as long as the girl keeps her voice low and shows softness, the lord will be able to come back."

A little maid of hers could see clearly, how could she not know.

Shaking his head, he said softly: "It's fine if you don't come, I wish he didn't come."

Xie Heng has been sleeping in the study.

During the day, the Imperial Academy is busy.At night, the wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon, gentlemen have their own ways to have fun.Brothels, Chu houses, fine wines, and singing girls compete to surround each other.

The knife is like water, Wu Yan is better than Xue, breaking a new orange with his slender hands, there is a charming and enchanting beautiful prostitute who twitches a piece of orange with her fingers and sends it to his lips.

Xie Heng frowned.

The jasmine hairpin on the prostitute's sideburns has an overpowering aroma, and after the room is full of wine, it will become greasy and greasy, which will give people a headache.

The colleague who came with him couldn't help laughing when he saw it, "The green-waisted girl should come to my place. Our Lord Xie, we have a beautiful wife in our house, how can we look down on a vulgar fan like you."

He spoke too much, but prostitutes are things to play with, so they wouldn't be annoyed at all, so they turned to him with a coquettish smile.

Some colleagues also came to persuade Xie Heng, "Since I have come out, I am looking for fun, and I am afraid that the family will do something wrong. Come, come, let the rouge in my arms go and serve you."

Sure enough, the girl named Yan Zhi came over, delicately raised a glass of wine, and wanted to offer a toast to him, "Toast to my lord, Yan Zhi."

She lowered her posture and squatted down in front of Xie Heng, her eyes were extremely enchanting.

He lowered his eyes and saw that Green Cloud's eyes were golden, he was a stunner.

So lazily raised her jaw and asked, "Your name is Rouge?"

"Yes." She smiled charmingly, "My lord, it's late at night, my servant will wait for you to rest, okay?"

When he became drunk, he also deliberately immersed himself in this gentle country, took the wine in her hand, and drank it slowly.

Everyone around laughed, "It's our girl Rouge who has the means to make our Lord Xie fall into the mortal world."

There are wing rooms in the Chu Pavilion for the rising guests to stay overnight, Rouge led Xie Heng over.

But he shook his head and smiled slightly, "Come back home with me, okay?"

It is not uncommon for some prostitutes to return home with their guests, Yan Zhi agreed, and after explaining to the old bustard, she boarded Xie's carriage.

After returning to the mansion, the concierge came to open the door.

Xie Heng drank too much wine, and the whole body was drunk and leaned on Yanzhi's body, and the two cuddled each other and went in.

Go up the Jiuqu Bridge, to the left is the study room, and to the right is the Tangluo Garden.

It was cool at night, the girl put on a moon-white cloak, stood under the eaves, looked over with calm eyes.

He also woke up drunk, with his hands still on Rouge's shoulders, and half leaning on him, he gently raised his eyelids to look over.

Eye contact, staring at each other.

The girl turned around silently, the lantern under the eaves swayed gently, and the slender figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Rouge asked curiously seeing that he was not moving.

"It's nothing." He withdrew his hand on her shoulder, his eyes became clear again, and he was the handsome and handsome man before he was drunk. He flicked his sleeves and Shi Shi ran off the bridge.

Yan Zhi wanted to follow, but asked Qi Chi to stop her, "Girl stop, come with me!"

He gave her a heavy bag of silver and sent her out of the house.

Xie Shuang's marriage is scheduled for April in Huai Xu, Xie Dingfang will not let her go out of the house, let her stay in the boudoir every day to embroider wedding dresses, and by the way, calm down her happy temperament.

Unexpectedly, this boredom would lead to illness.

(End of this chapter)