Chapter 1554 859 Prostitutes

In the empty room, candles flickered, and the room was also bright and dark, just like Bai Muxiao's mood at the moment.

Bai Muxiao has been locked in this Tibetan incense pavilion for a long time. The door of this room was locked from the outside, and the windows were also sealed.

There was a little maid in Tsing Yi who was guarding the door, just rigidly and repeatedly persuading her to "better be obedient, and no one can escape the palm of Yu's mother" and so on.

Bai Muxiao walked back and forth anxiously, entangled and weighed in her heart. Of course, she didn't want to be forced to pick up customers, but if she wanted to frighten the old lady, she had to report her true identity - after all, those people thought she was a A helpless orphan girl, dare to sell her to a brothel!

It's just that if she reports her identity, the old lady will probably send her to Han Lingfu to get the merit, then Han Lingfu will probably kill her...

In contrast, it seems that this Tibetan incense pavilion is safer.

Bai Muxiao bit her lower lip, her originally confused eyes gradually calmed down...

She hasn't come to a dead end yet!

She is talented, as long as she can attract enough guests and bring amazing benefits to this Tibetan incense pavilion, why should the prostitute force her to sell herself!

She can write music, choreograph, and write poetry, and she can persuade the madam to let her perform and not sell herself.

Thinking about it, Bai Muxiao's eyes flickered with confidence, and her originally dull face regained its radiance.

That's right, with her ability, where can't she be so prosperous!

After making up her mind, Bai Muxiao walked to the door again and said to the little maid outside, "I want to see your mother Yu, I have something to tell her!"

The little girl was hesitant. It was obvious that the older sister in the room was hysterical. Why did she suddenly change? ! There are many people who have been sold into the Tibetan incense pavilion. Which one is not crying at first, and then can only accept his fate!

At this time, Bai Muxiao said again, "Don't worry, I won't seek death, I just have something to tell your mother Yu."

The little girl hesitated again, but this time she answered.

In the room, Bai Muxiao sat down at a red lacquered wooden round table, poured herself cold tea leisurely, and thought about how to convince the old lady.

She can play a few fresh tunes and sing while playing. Since this old lady can open such a big brothel in the capital, she must be a little bit special... She should be able to appreciate her own ability and value!

He is different from the delicate flowers raised in the boudoir in the royal capital!

After a while, the sound of footsteps going upstairs came from outside the room. The footsteps were getting closer and louder, and then there was the sound of unlocking the door and the "squeak" of the door.

The old prostitute, known as Yu's mother, came in with her waist twisted, followed by two men who looked like thugs.

"What? Did you decide when to pick up the guest?" The old bustard looked at Bai Muxiao who was sitting at the table, and his voice was still so piercing.

Bai Muxiao smiled at the old bustard, and said confidently, "Mother Yu, I want to show off my skills and not sell my body! I'm confident that my talent will not lose to any woman. If my mother doesn't believe it, I can play and sing a few new songs for my mother to listen to. It's something my mother had never heard of before!"

She has countless songs of her own that can make this prostitute astonish!

In the candlelight, Bai Muxiao's jet-black eyes shone like jewels. Although she was dressed in plain clothes and simple hairpins, her temperament was like an orchid, and she was beautiful and refined.

After being stunned for a while, the old bustard laughed, twisted his waist and walked to Bai Muxiao's side to sit down, and said with great interest, "It seems that he is a master of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is worth twenty taels. silver……"

A look of anger flashed in Bai Muxiao's eyes, that abominable kidnapper actually sold himself only twenty taels!

The old lady looked at Bai Muxiao and continued: "I see which dancer you are a concubine! Even we don't know about Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion! Our Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion is one of the best brothels in the capital, and our popular girl here is One by one, they have been studying and studying arts since they were six or seven years old, and who can’t sing, dance, play, sing, chess, calligraphy and painting!”

Bai Muxiao still looked calm and said, "Mother Yu, just listen to me playing and sing a song and you will know that I am different from others..." How can this vulgar fan in the brothel be compared to her!

"Oh?" The old bustard responded suspiciously, and instructed the little maid, "Go and fetch a piano."

"Yes, Mama Yu."

The little maid responded, and quickly took the piano and the case and placed them in front of Bai Muxiao.

Bai Muxiao sat down in front of the piano table, plucked the strings lightly with her jade fingers, and tried the sound of the piano. A string of smooth and pleasant piano sounds flowed from her fingers, and then suddenly became intense and clanking...

Bai Muxiao's cherry lips parted slightly, and a clear singing voice escaped: "There is a laugh in the sea, and the tide is surging on both sides of the strait..."

The sound of the piano is stern, sometimes heroic, sometimes tender, it sounds heart-wrenching, unrestrained, and heroic, which makes people intoxicated...

After a while, Bai Muxiao held down the strings of the piano, and the sound of the piano came suddenly, but it seemed that it still lingered around the beam, and the lingering sound still lingered in my ears...

The room fell silent for a while, and the little girl beside her stared blankly at Bai Muxiao, her eyes shining with admiration. Her new master is so talented, and she will have a good life if she follows her in the future...

Bai Muxiao raised her eyes and calmly looked at the old bustard sitting beside her, with a straight waist. These songs of hers are unique in this world, and she does not believe that the prostitute will not be amazed by her talent!

"Not bad!" The old bustard clapped.

The corners of Bai Muxiao's lips curled slightly, and her smile froze again in the next moment, only to hear the old bustard continue: "It's good to know how to play and sing. Originally, the old lady wanted you to practice ditty songs for a few more days, but it seems that you don't have to...Look at you. This looks at least seventeen, and in a few years, the old pearl will turn yellow, and I will list the old lady tonight!"

Listing? ! This time, Bai Muxiao's expression could no longer be maintained, and Hua Rong stood up pale, "We agreed that we are not showing off our body?!"

"When did the old lady tell you that you can show off your skills and not sell your body?" The old lady brushed her sleeves and stood up, "Our Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion doesn't have a show without showing off your body! It's the old lady who is the master here, who would dare to say no to the old lady!"

Bai Muxiao glared at the other party resentfully, and said angrily, "You're playing with me..."

"Snapped--"

The old bustard raised his right hand and slapped Bai Muxiao's face fiercely, his clear voice echoed in the room.

Bai Muxiao was dumbfounded, covering her face, leaving a clear five-fingerprint on her fair face.

The old bustard said coldly with his hands on his hips: "Little bitch, I will tell you the truth, if you can't know how to sing, dance, sing, chess, calligraphy and painting, you have to learn; One counts as one, you have to earn the old lady's capital first! Do you believe that the old lady can make you cry and 'want' men, all kinds of men?!"

Hearing the vicious voice of the old lady, Bai Muxiao couldn't help shivering. She had heard of that kind of inferior kiln, where any vulgar and dirty man could go, and they had to pick up customers endlessly. If you pissed off the prostitute and threw her in that kind of place, then...

The old maid seemed to see Bai Muxiao's thoughts, so she sneered disdainfully, and added: "If you really have the spirit of a virtuous woman, you will bite your tongue and kill yourself, then the old lady will admit that she is unlucky! Otherwise, let the old lady be obedient, old lady. There are some ways that you can't survive or die!"

Bai Muxiao stood there in despair, and the old bustard didn't say any more, and left a sentence: "Think about it yourself!" Then she twisted her waist and walked away, the door closed again with a "squeak". Then lock.

Bai Muxiao sat in the same place dumbfounded, feeling a burning pain on her face, her mind went blank, and she could hardly think.

After a while, her mind gradually returned to its original position, but a chill spread all over her body, as if she was in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. Countless ice knives stabbed her in the chest at once, causing her to die...

Bai Muxiao's body trembled slightly, and the unwillingness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She couldn't understand how things could be like this!

This world is really unfair to her, obviously she is talented, and she is very talented in both sex and art, but she has encountered such a shrewd prostitute!

What should I do myself? !

Do you really want to...

Bai Muxiao was in confusion when footsteps were heard outside, and after a while, the door was opened again.

The little maid who guarded the door came back again, and brought two old ladies who were carrying bathtubs. The little maid was blessed and said, "Girl, this servant has come to serve the girl's bath and dressing."

Meeting Bai Muxiao's icy expression, the little maid persuaded: "Girl, if you can't beat Mama Yu, you should be obedient and suffer less."

After that, hot water was brought in bucket by bucket and poured into the bathtub, and the white heat with the scent of roses quickly filled the room, hazy, like a fairyland... However, the truth is just the opposite!

Bai Muxiao silently waited for her to undress, listened to the maid's praise of her skin as jade, and stepped into the bathtub...

When the heat gradually spread to all four limbs, Bai Muxiao's body relaxed, and her mind began to fly again:

Either sell her body, die, or reveal her identity...

But the latter two are just a dead end...

On that day, Ayimu knocked her unconscious and wanted to get rid of her, but instead she let her escape by accident. Since God let her live, she would not accept her fate like this, and she didn't want to die, so she also Unwilling to die... Yes, rather than die, it is better to stay calm and find another opportunity!

Even if she fell into a brothel, what if Mrs. Mu Lian was not born in a brothel three hundred years ago, but in the end she got a sincere person, and she became a first-rank Mrs. Hou, and even became famous in history.

Others can, why can't she!

She will not stay in this Tibetan incense building forever!

The flame of hope ignited in Bai Muxiao's heart again, and the little maid waited for her to dress and dress...

The sky gradually darkened, and the capital began to fall into tranquility, but the place of fireworks like the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion was the opposite. Instead, it woke up from its slumber.

During the day, the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion was empty, and most of the girls inside were asleep, as if they were not popular at all, but after nightfall, the place became brightly lit and resplendent.

The sweet scent of incense fluttered in the air, echoing the chatter and laughter of girls and guests, babbling and singing, and women wearing translucent gauze dancing on the high platform, their jade muscles looming. , see some people's eyes are straight.

After the song was over, the heavily-made-up old lady stepped onto the high platform in front of everyone's eyes, and said with a choked voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have one more beauty in the Twelve Beauties in the Tibetan Fragrance Tower, tsk tsk, it's not that I'm touting the old lady, but that's Fabulous lady!"

Before the old bustard could finish speaking, some guests said impatiently, "Then let the beauty come out! Anyway, it's not an old rule, the one with the higher price will get it!"

Many people kept booing, and in this noisy environment, Bai Muxiao, who was wearing a lavender gauze skirt, walked down the stairs, accompanied by two maids.

The thin gauze skirt on her body could not hide the purple apron on her body and the whiteness on her chest. The gauze skirt swayed slightly as she walked, like a dream.

Today's Bai Muxiao is wearing heavy make-up, with golden flower tins sticking between her brows, cherry lips as bright as fire, a complicated peony bun on her head, and a chaoyang five phoenix hanging bead between her temples. The string hangs on the cheek, adding a bit of charm and charm to her.

"Sure enough, she is a stunning beauty!" Someone patted her hand, "If such a beautiful woman can have a night in the spring, it's really a peony to die and be a ghost!"

"Mother Yu!" Another person said immediately, "I'll give you one hundred taels!"

"One hundred taels also want such a beauty, I will give two hundred taels!"

"Three hundred taels!"

"..."

Those shouting prices came one after another, and the old bustard smiled happily.

Bai Muxiao stopped in the middle of the stairs and looked down proudly...

She didn't realize until now that she had all kinds of tricks and amazing talents, all based on her background, but when she was just "she", she was just a thing for sale!

These men only have lust in their eyes, they don't care if she can play chess, calligraphy and painting, they don't care about her soul, they just want to show animal desires on her...

Thinking of those sleazy hands touching your skin, thinking of those stinking men...

Bai Muxiao's fists were tightly clenched together, her eyes were deep, and there was determination and perseverance in them. She said to herself in her heart: her current sacrifices are for the future!

One day she will make those who despise her and humiliate her pay the price!

"Eight hundred taels!"

The prostitute's excited and sharp voice sounded in Bai Muxiao's ears, "Is there anyone else willing to pay 900 taels?!"

There was laughter, discussions, and roars all around, and a middle-aged man with a full beard stood up triumphantly, clasped his fists at the crowd and said, "Come on!"

However, at this moment, there was a loud drum noise mixed with rumbling footsteps outside the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion.

Before the guests and girls in the lobby could react, there were already more than a dozen people swarming in...

The old bustard frowned. He was about to curse, but before he could say anything, he stopped.

I saw that these people were tall and tall, with cold faces, flying fish suits, and embroidered spring knives.

This...isn't this Jin Yiwei? !

In the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion, the whole hall was silent and silent, even those dignitaries did not dare to offend Jin Yiwei, not to mention that the guests here are only ordinary people!

The old man swallowed his saliva, stepped forward reluctantly, and said to Jin Yiwei, who was in the lead: "This lord, I don't know what..."

"Jinyiwei is doing business, don't let it go!"

Before the old lady could finish her words, she was rudely pushed away by a guard in the back, and the old lady staggered back two steps.

On the stairs, Bai Muxiao's pupils shrank, vaguely guessing something, she turned around and hurriedly wanted to run, but she felt a rumbling in her ears, and her mind was in chaos: Jin Yiwei actually found her...

There were messy footsteps behind her, and the next moment, her right arm was grabbed from behind and yanked down.

Bai Muxiao let out a low cry, and fell down on the stairs in embarrassment. She raised her eyes to meet Lu Huaining's cold eyes, "Bai, you really know how to hide!" There was a hint of mockery in her voice.

Lu Huaining made a gesture, and the two Jinyi guards pinched Bai Muxiao from left to right, dragging her down halfway...

Bai Muxiao's body was stiff, and she could no longer resist, there was no way to resist, there was no blood on her face, and half of her soul seemed to be lost:

What will they do to her? !

Will she take her to the emperor's disposal, or Han Lingfu...

She has already backed down, even willing to hide in the brothel, why are they still aggressive and refuse to let her go? !

The more Bai Muxiao thought about it, the more unwilling she became, but Jin Yiwei could only take her away from the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion.

Looking at this scene, the prostitute didn't dare to say a word, why did Jin Yiwei need to give her a reason for taking someone!

Jin Yiwei came and left in a hurry, leaving behind a room of people who looked at each other and speculated: Who is this Lady Pandan? !

This night, the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion lost twenty taels of silver, but there was an extra legend!

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