Chapter 4

"Dead maid?" This word is new. Yan Qiqi heard it for the first time.

Later, she knew that the so-called "dead contract servant girls" in this era meant that their lives no longer belonged to her from the moment when those servant girls were sold into the Chengguo government.

To sum up, life is the Yan family, and death is the Yan Family's dead

Yan Qiqi is also most afraid of others crying. She has a big scar on her head, but she really can't stand to face a little girl crying in front of herself.

"Stop crying! If you don't trust me, just follow me, but don't try to persuade me not to go out. " This is her biggest compromise.

Joy stifled her tears back and nodded again and again, "thank you, Princess..."

Half an hour later, she looked at the place where they were standing with joy and timidity, but her legs could not move any more.

When Yan Qiqi was about to enter the door, he found that the attendant was not there. He turned and asked her, "what's the matter? What are you doing there? Do you think it looks good? "

Joy shook his head hard.

She doesn't think it's good-looking. She feels very ashamed!

She had heard of the place where the princess brought her. She didn't realize it until she stood here. It turned out that the princess was not joking.

She's really coming!

The three storey building standing in front of him is surrounded by red lanterns and green gauze curtains, vaguely with a pungent smell of fat and powder. The broken glass tiles glitter in the early morning sun, and several gilded characters dragon and phoenix dance on the plaque at the door, which is very elegant.

This is not anywhere else, it is the famous brothel - "Jiexing building" in the whole capital!

Different from other brothels, it also opens to welcome guests in broad daylight.

After they went in, they found that the flow of people was very lively.

Although they were all wearing men's clothes, Huanxi was still very uncomfortable. She hid behind Yan Qiqi and dared not show her head, "princess, let's go back..."

"If you want to go back, I'm out to do business." Yan Qiqi lived for two generations. He visited the legendary brothel for the first time. If he didn't visit enough, he wouldn't have come in vain.

In order not to be seen, she made her own wrapped bra. Although she was a little flustered, she was not short, but she could be regarded as a handsome little scholar. She held the feather fan Lun towel, and there was a bit of the charm of high mountains and flowing water in it.

She really didn't deceive joy. To join the fun is to join the fun, but the real purpose of her coming today is to inquire about the news.

As far as she knows, there is another layer of identity in zhaixing building, that is, it is the largest intelligence agency in Dayan state.

There are all kinds of people here, and there are many sources of information. Therefore, many brokers who make a living by selling information on the black market simply rent rooms here and do business with a clear price.

Those who appear to be here for fun may come for various purposes. Drinking flower wine is just a cover.

"Yo, sir, look at your face. Are you drinking or writing poetry?" A well-dressed man walked up to Yan Qiqi like a Donald Duck and wanted to say hello to her.

Yan Qiqi, who was not used to being too close, moved aside, kept a safe distance from this, coughed and deliberately lowered his voice, "I don't drink or write poetry. I'm looking for someone to play chess today."

The procuress heard that there was a flash of essence in her eyes, and then disappeared.

When he raised his eyes again, he was smiling with pleats on his face, "please go upstairs, young master."

Yan Qiqi nodded slightly, raised his feet and followed the procuress to the elegant seat on the second floor.

There are hidden mysteries everywhere in the star picking building. The procuress seemed to ask casually just now. In fact, there are many doorways in it.

If Yan Qiqi really answered that she drank and wrote poetry, she would be treated as an ordinary customer. Naturally, she would be a girl who didn't understand anything and only talked about the wind and moon.

But Yan Qiqi just said to play chess. In the rules of the star picking building, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are used as a secret sign. Qin is a reward, but chess wants to ask experts to explore the way.

Either of these two will cost a lot of money. The star picking building likes such guests. They know the rules and don't talk nonsense.

The procuress reads countless people. It only takes one glance to see the value of the person in front of him. Is he sincere in doing business.

She had already found out the bottom of Yan Qiqi in just one or two words.

Yan Qiqi followed the procuress to a room. It was very big. There were dense bead curtains everywhere. The southern pearls were hanging in strings and shining.

Even after two lives, she still smacks at the furnishings in this room.

It's too luxurious.

The stool is made of top pear blossom wood. The incense is lighter than ambergris. It is also a treasure aloes. Even the tea set is made of red sandalwood. There is really a chessboard on the table. Yan Qiqi reached out and touched it. The temperature of his tentacles is polished by top lanolin white jade.

"Young master, please come inside." The procuress just came out and invited her into the room.

Huanxi was about to go in with Yan Qiqi. As soon as she raised her foot, she was stopped by the procuress. "This girl, our pavilion leader only invited the young master alone. You can't go in."

Joy jumped in her heart, "do you know I'm a daughter?"

The procuress smiled: "of course, I've been in this business for more than 20 years. If I can't even see your real body, I'm blind. There's first-class West Lake Longjing tea on the table. The girl can wait outside at ease."

Joyfully and anxiously looked at his princess. Yan Qiqi nodded gently and walked inside alone.

The procuress only sent her to the door. "Please come inside, girl. The pavilion master is waiting for you. Remember..." the procuress made a gesture with her right thumb and index finger glued together, which meant to ask her to prepare silver.

"Don't worry."

In fact, the space is bigger than the house they entered just now, and the decoration is more luxurious. Yan Qiqi's eyes can't open.

There was a man inside who turned his back to her and didn't move, as if he were meditating.

Yan Qiqi walked over slowly, "excuse me, I heard you can hear the news here?"