After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Compared to vision, the sense of smell is the first to be attacked by the complex smells, the strong smell of powder, mixed with the aroma of wine and fruits...

Wan Ning closed her eyes, took a deep breath and smelled the different levels of scent. The sound of the guqin and the perfect singing gradually rang in her ears.

"What an elegant place." Wan Ning was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile.

"Drink, finish this pot of wine, and all the silver here will be yours."

"Hey, where's Miss Chunlan? Call her down quickly."

"Brother, you haven't been here for a while. I miss you."

"Sister, don't just talk, let your brother feel how much you miss me."

Wan Ning frowned and realized something was wrong. She opened her eyes and looked around. On the stage in the main hall, three beautiful women in cool clothes were dancing. The surroundings were crowded with men watching the fun, many of whom were hugging or hugging women with heavy makeup. Looking at the dress here, it was also dim and ambiguous, and the scent of flirting rose in the corners.

"Oh no, I've been tricked by that guy, this despicable curly-haired puppy." Wan Ning cursed fiercely in her heart. Considering that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, she decided to leave first.

But before she could move, a drunken guy with a red face staggered over, crouched close to Wan Ning's face, blinked his eyes, grabbed her wrist, turned his head and boasted to others: "Hey, there's a newcomer in the restaurant, and Sister Hong is hiding her from you. Beauty, if no one orders you, come and find me."

Wan Ning snorted coldly and thought to herself, "You're a pretty nice person."

Before she could react, the drunk man suddenly opened his arms and hugged Wan Ning. His body was so huge that it seemed like a wall crashing down on her.

"Oh, oh, oh," Wan Ning muttered in surprise. She dodged to the side and grabbed his little finger and bent it back hard, causing him to cry out in pain.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't alert the enemy and get kicked out again, Wan Ning would definitely teach this reckless guy a lesson. But now that things have come to this point, since she's here, Wan Ning pushed the drunk away and took the opportunity to slip away. After walking around the first floor, she still couldn't see the little vendor, so she turned her attention to the second floor.

Forget it, Wan Ning sneaked up to the second floor. Compared with the noise on the first floor, the second floor was a whole new level. This was where VIPs should be: quiet, bright, and a row of rooms with closed doors. Wan Ning put her ear close to the cracks of the doors from left to right, and then sniffed the scent of the powder.

"No."

"Neither is this"

Different noises came from different rooms, all sounds of people having fun. Wan Ning approached stealthily, but after checking each one, she still got no results. Just when she was about to give up, a huge smell came with the wind, coming from the stairs.

Wan Ning turned her head to look in the direction of the stairs and heard the familiar accent of the vendor. He seemed to be dazed and holding a woman in his arms, and there was another older woman supporting him. As for the dazed vendor, his hands were not honest and kept wandering on the woman. He smiled and made a promise easily: "Chun Ju, you believe me, I will come to redeem you after I get the money this time. You believe me, I won't gamble this time, I will come to redeem you after I get the money. Do you believe me?"

Seeing them getting closer and closer, Wan Ning was so busy eating melons that she forgot to hide. She looked around anxiously like an ant on a hot pot and didn't know where to hide. While pacing back and forth, the door of the room next to her suddenly opened from the inside, and a hand stretched out to hold Wan Ning's wrist and pulled her into the room.

Wan Ning waved her hands and struggled desperately, but the man actually covered her mouth directly, held her chin with his hand and lifted her face to him, then leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Be quiet, Yanyan."

Wan Ning was overjoyed, but the next second she realized why Ziheng was in such a place of prostitution. So she put on a gloomy face, held Ziheng's big hand with both hands, moved it away, turned around and walked into the room, and directly lifted the graceful pink gauze curtain that was vertical to the ground to check if there was anyone else on the bed.

Seeing that there seemed to be no signs that anyone else had been there, Wan Ning felt that she had been overly suspicious and had wronged him.

"I've checked it. Are you relieved now?" Ziheng leaned against the bed, crossed his arms over his chest, and watched her examine him with a doting look on his face.

The couple's joke, Wan Ning lowered her head and smiled shyly, then turned around and sat on the bed with her hands on both sides, leaning back slightly. Although she was in a low position, her expression when she looked up at him was full of playfulness, as if everything was under her control.

"Don't worry? Just because I didn't see it, it means it didn't happen now, but it doesn't mean you're innocent. Ziheng, you have to explain why you're here, right?" Wan Ning said half-jokingly, but her attitude did not allow for rejection.

"I..." Ziheng just opened his mouth to speak, but he heard a noise in the next room. He immediately stretched out his finger to make a gesture of silence, and then quietly walked to the wall to listen.

Seeing this situation, Wan Ning immediately realized that there was something important to do. She put away her joking attitude and walked to the opposite side of Ziheng, only one step away from him and also put her ear to the wall.

Soon, the sound of men and women playing and having fun came from the next room, which made people feel embarrassed and their cheeks began to heat up. Wan Ning kept her posture unchanged, but raised her eyes to meet Ziheng's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Do you still have this hobby?"

Ziheng looked away helplessly, without time to explain to her, and listened attentively to the noise inside. As expected, another man's voice soon came from the next room. The man's voice was rough, saying: "You are so lucky, boy. When will you redeem her and bring her home to have fun?"

Wan Ning obviously heard the other man's voice, and her eyes widened in surprise. She slowly stretched out three fingers in front of her eyes and asked, "Three...three people, are the people here so open-minded? Why would you do such a big thing?"

Ziheng did not explain. Instead, he pressed down Wan Ning's hand with his left hand and gently held it in his hand, refusing to let go, indicating that she should continue to listen to the movement inside, and Wan Ning obediently did as he said.

"Hey, she's just a prostitute, why bother marrying her? If you feel like it someday, why not spend a few taels of silver to come here, wouldn't it be fun? If you ask me, why do you have to love only one flower, there are all kinds of women here?" It was the voice of the vendor.

Wan Ning complained in her heart that the most untrustworthy thing in the world is a man's promise. He just said he would redeem her, and now he said this. This promise is just a fragile bubble, just to make people laugh. If you really believe it, it will be a real joke!

The other brother Hui seemed displeased and scolded: "It's none of your business. How are you handling the matter assigned to you?"

"Brother Huihui, everything has been done. Just this wage?", the vendor immediately replied respectfully.

Then there was the sound of silver knocking on the table, and Brother Hui said, "Take it. You'll get what you want. If the master is happy, we'll have something to eat. Just work hard."

Ziheng lowered his head and saw Wan Ning in deep thought. He asked with concern, "Yanyan, what's wrong?"

"Brother Hui's voice sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before."