"Master Eleven, are you here to see Miss Yingge today?"

Xiaoxiang Tower, the largest flower building in Chaodu City, is very lively at the moment. The girls are talking softly, looking lovely, and dancing gracefully. The uncles who come here to have fun are all shiny and proud.

Seeing the person walking in from the door, Hua's mother in Xiaoxiang Building immediately greeted him with a smile, praying secretly in her heart that this man would not cause any trouble again. The man inside is not easy to mess with, but this man is

It's even more difficult to offend, she is the one who can't be offended.

"What? Who did I come here to ask you for?"

The man's long hair is tied up with a crown jade on his head, his facial features are exquisite and voluptuous, he holds a folding fan in his hand, wears a precious crescent white robe, and has a unicorn jade pendant hanging around his waist. His whole body exudes a sense of dignity that is inherent in the gods.

"Bold."

Before Mother Hua could speak, several dandy boys following the man immediately started shouting.

"Do you know who is in front of you? Not to mention you, the Madam of Xiaoxiang Tower, not even the governor of the capital city dares to ask about Master Eleven's affairs. Go and ask Miss Yingge to come out and take care of you. If you are a little neglectful, be careful.

Your head."

The man said and threw some silver ingots to the madam.

The old bustard looked at the silver ingot in his hand, the smile on his lips froze, and he looked at the few people with a troubled expression.

"To be honest with you gentlemen, Miss Yingge was booked three days ago. The other party was generous and booked Miss Nightingale for seven days at a time. It's only the third day now. It's really hard for the slave family to win someone's love."

"What do you mean by this? Do you think our Master Eleven can't afford the money?"

A man immediately asked dissatisfiedly.

"You guys have misunderstood. I definitely don't mean this." Hua's mother said hurriedly, and then she thought for a while and said, "You guys will go to the wing and wait for a while. I will tell Yingge now and ask her to accompany you."

A young master."

Thinking of the identities of several people, Hua's mother weighed the situation and decided to offend the other party.

The group of people then walked towards the stairs with satisfaction. After only a few steps, the man named Master Shiyi paused and looked back at Hua Mama.

"Who is the other party?"

Hua's mother was startled, then thought for a moment and said, "He looks very handsome, and his accent doesn't sound like someone from the capital. He spends a lot of money. He has been here for three days. Every day he either listens to music or drinks, or stares out the window in a daze.

, I haven’t left Xiaoxiang Tower for three days.”

Master Shiyi frowned and walked upstairs without asking any more questions.

Seeing a few people walking into the wing, Hua's mother secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She first prepared a few exquisite side dishes, and then walked towards another wing upstairs.

When Hua's mother opened the door, Yingge was playing the piano with a sad face. The music was weak and out of tune.

The person who can be heard didn't seem to care at all, he was leaning lazily on the soft couch, holding a wine bottle in his hand, looking out the window...quietly in a daze.

"Young master, are you tired of listening to music? The slave family has specially prepared some side dishes for you."

"It's really a bit tiring!"

The person who was looking at the dazed person outside the window looked away, moved his neck, glanced briefly at the girl who was about to collapse, then looked at the few side dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and nodded with satisfaction.

Mother Hua took the opportunity to speak.

"This girl has been with the young master for three days in a row. She must be a little exhausted. How about we find a few more beautiful girls for the young master to ensure that the young master is satisfied."

"Yeah?"

Feng Jiuqing asked coldly, put down her chopsticks, leaned on the soft couch again, and looked up at Hua's mother with a half-smile.

Hua's mother knew that she couldn't hide it any longer, so she had to persuade him, "To be honest with you, the Eleventh Master is here, and he asked Miss Yingge to accompany him by name. The old slave really has no choice. The master has just come to the imperial capital, and he is not familiar with the place."

, it’s better not to offend these powers.”

"Who is Master Eleven?"

Feng Jiuqing picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, then asked calmly.

"The Nu family doesn't know the true identity of the Eleventh Master. They only know that his identity is mysterious. He hangs out in brothels and restaurants all year round. He is surrounded by young men from aristocratic families. Even the officials in the court will treat him with respect when they see him.

I never dare to offend anyone easily!"

Mother Hua said.

Feng Jiuqing took a sip of wine and paused for a moment before swallowing it, and then smiled.

"That's it...that's all!"

When Hua's mother heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to let Yingge go out. Unexpectedly, Feng Jiuqing curled her fingers at Yingge.

"come over!"

Yingge was originally a delicate and beautiful rose, but after three days, Feng Jiuqing "brightened" it into a dull orchid.

At this moment, when he heard his opponent calling him, he sighed, drooped his head, and walked towards Feng Jiuqing like a marionette.

Feng Jiuqing raised her hand and pulled Yingge, and Yingge fell down on the soft couch. Feng Jiuqing raised Yingge's chin, her dark eyes filled with coldness, and spoke every word.

"Do you know what to say and what not to say?"

"Little girl, I understand!"

Yingge immediately nodded in shock.

"Go for it!"

Feng Jiuqing loosened her fingers, picked up the jug on the side and took a sip of wine.

The door was closed, and Feng Jiuqing looked out the window again. Her mood was so depressing that it couldn't be described in words.

After escaping from Prince Sheng's Mansion that night, she first spent the night with a group of beggars at the city gate.

What she was thinking was that when Nangong Ling discovered that she had escaped from the dungeon, he would definitely guess that she had escaped back to the Western Regions, and would definitely send people to chase her in the direction of the Western Regions. However, she waited until the next day and did not see any movement.

The next day, she returned to the city. First, she took the guard's clothes and knife to the pawn shop to pawn a few taels of silver, bought a men's suit, and then went to the gambling house.

After coming out of the gambling house, she first found an inn to stay at, then she went out at night and found an inn opposite the Qinglou, and then came to the Qinglou.

She felt that given the three obedience and four virtues of ancient women, and their character of never leaving the door, Nangong Ling would never have imagined that she would dress up as a man and come to the Qinglou.

But she had been observing the Qinglou for a few days, and she didn't know whether Nangong Ling was planning to let her go or whether she had successfully concealed it from Nangong Ling's eyes and ears. In short, the streets had been quiet these days, and there seemed to be no such thing as the princess escaping.

Once out.

Emotionally, she told her that she was safe now, but rationally, she told her that Nangong would not let her go so easily, otherwise he would not have brought her back to the capital.

Although Nangong Ling would not have guessed that she was in Qinglou, Feng Jiuqing did not expect that she would bump into a man named Master Shiyi here.

He was followed by a young master from an aristocratic family. When the officials in the court saw him, no one dared to offend him, unless he was a relative of the emperor.

Feng Jiuqing didn't dare to stay in Xiaoxiang Tower any longer. She thought that when the other party was about to do business, she quietly left the door.

In the corridor, there were sounds of women and men chasing each other. Feng Jiuqing walked past several people, but when he was about to reach the stairs, the door of a wing room near the stairs suddenly opened, and a man dressed in crescent white and running with his hands on his hands suddenly opened.

The man holding the folding fan walked out.
Chapter completed!