Qing's mother was stunned for a moment when she saw him.

When she was wrapped in a quilt and sent back that day, Qing's mother looked at the injuries on her body and was a little unbearable.

If there is even the slightest pity for this, it will not be like that.

She'd been in bed for two days, and now she's getting better.

It was what happened in the palace that day that she was enlightened, and today she took the initiative to pick up the guests.

After seeing Feng Hongyin, Qing's mother immediately greeted her with a smile: "Oh, Prince Zhu, it's not a pity today, Miss Yunmei has a guest today." ”

"Guest?" Feng Hongyin frowned, and his heart seemed to be grabbed: "What guest?" ”

"This ......" Qing's mother was a little shocked in her eyes.

What else does a woman in the Qinglou do if she doesn't pick up customers? Why did he say that when he came to pick up customers, he felt like he was going to kill someone?

Feng Hongyin himself also felt that something was wrong.

He tilted his head, wanting to cover up: "I'm just here to see." ”

Qing's mother was beaten by the little maid that day, and she didn't dare to ask more questions at this time, so she could only take him to her door.

Feng Hongyin raised his hand and wanted to push the door in, but he heard a string of laughter coming from the door.

The laughter was familiar and unfamiliar.

In the past, she always stood timidly in front of herself, with clear eyes, gentle eyebrows, and she didn't look dirty.

And now, he heard her smile so heartily, as if he didn't care about anything.

She had never smiled like this before his eyes.

Never.

Feng Hongyin closed his eyes and pushed the door open with a sense of anger.

Inside the door, she was sitting beside her benefactor, half of her body leaning against the man.

The slender fingers were picking up the glass, as if to feed the man a drink.

is full of the appearance of a dusty woman, how can she know half of the book and reason, and know the appearance of Qin Se.

Feng Hongyin gritted her back molars, walked over a few steps and pulled her up from the benefactor's side.

The benefactor was stunned, recognized him, and could only stand up and arch his hand: "I wish the prince this is ......"

Feng Hongyin took a deep breath and tried to speak as calmly as possible: "Miss Yunmei is not in good health today, she doesn't accept customers, you go find other girls." ”

"This ......" The benefactor is also a person who often comes to Cuiyu Tower, and he has never seen anything like this.

But the prince wished an eye knife floated over, and the benefactor dared to say half a word, so he could only swallow his anger and salute: "Yes." ”

Qing's mother didn't dare to say much, so she took him to find another girl.

When there were only two people left in the room, Feng Hongyin held back his anger and asked in a low voice, "Why are you picking up customers?" ”

Hearing this question, she came back to her senses after a while: "The slave is a woman from the Qinglou, and she wants to pick up guests." ”

Feng Hongyin's chest rose and fell, and he gritted his teeth: "That one just now was just a small seven-grade sesame official, and you can also look at it?" ”

She glanced at him, then lowered her eyes, and looked a little pitiful as before: "The slave status is lowly, and Master Qu does not dislike the blessing of being a slave." ”

"What blessing? Is it a blessing to give money? Feng Hongyin couldn't help but mock.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him thought about it seriously, and blessed him: "Since she is a woman in a green building, she is naturally engaged in skin and meat trading, so what's wrong with this?" ”

Looking at the person in front of him, Feng Hongyin's heart slowly swelled up with a wave of disappointment.

He let go of his hand and took two steps back slowly.

"You...... I was so disappointed. ”