The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The first to come out were two maids. They were small in stature and did not look out of place in the clothes of page boys. They just looked like page boys with red lips, white teeth and a fair complexion.

Next was Tong Jia Wanying, who was wearing a sky blue plain satin gown. Her eyebrows were deliberately drawn thick, and her Adam’s apple was hidden by her collar. She looked especially feminine when she walked, but people nearby could still tell that she was a woman.

Looking at Tong Jia Wanying's appearance, He Lu and Cui Hua were also a little worried. Wouldn't people notice such an unlikeable outfit?

But their doubts were soon interrupted by surprise.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice onto the boy's delicate jade-like face. Thick and curled eyelashes spread over his amber-like clear eyes, startling tiny golden dots of light. His long flowing hair is tied in a white jade crown, and his thin body is wrapped in a white brocade gown, gently floating in the breeze, revealing a kind of coldness and alienation that is isolated from the world. Especially the red mole between his eyebrows, the whole person has a bit of divinity and lust from the coldness, which makes people want to pull down the gods.

The beauty of beauties is universal, especially the top beauties.

He Lu, Cui Hua and the others all blushed unconsciously, and their eyes were evasive when they looked at Qing Yin, but they seemed reluctant to give up their love for beauty, which made their actions more obvious.

Even Tong Jia Wanying, who always had a bad attitude towards Qing Yin, changed her attitude. She looked at Qing Yin, who looked like a fairy, and felt her face getting warmer. Although she liked Si Si, she really couldn't say no to such top-notch beauty.

Especially when she was walking on the street and seeing the surprised and envious eyes of the crowd, Tong Jia Wanying inexplicably felt a sense of pride and complacency in her heart, and the distance between her and Qing Yin became closer.

After walking for a while, Tong Jia Wanying finally arrived at her destination, Qingfeng Tower, the largest brothel in the capital.

Looking at the scantily clad woman soliciting customers from time to time at the door, Qingyin was stunned. No matter how elegant the name was, it obviously could not change the fact that this was a brothel.

He Lu and Cui Hua looked at the brothel in front of them and couldn't help but be amazed.

"Okay, brother, come in with me."

Seeing Qingyin being dragged in by the eldest lady, Helu and Cuihua could only grit their teeth and follow her in.

In Qingfeng Tower, the brothel girl who was responsible for soliciting customers and was dressed in colorful clothes was casually fiddling with her handkerchief, which fluttered from time to time, bringing gusts of fragrant wind.

The moment Qingyin walked in, the people who noticed her froze in their places one after another, until the voice of Tong Jia Wanying broke the silence, and the scene returned to an even more noisy state than before.

"Brother, today is the day for selecting the oiran, and something interesting will happen soon." Tong Jia Wanying said in a hoarse voice, fiddling with the folding fan in her hand.

Coming to their senses, the brothel girls dressed in colorful clothes squeezed past Tong Jia Wanying like butterflies and surrounded Qing Yin.

A woman in a red gauze skirt said with a red face and boldness, "Young Master, we don't just have the Oiran to look at. What do you think of me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately aroused the anger of the women and men around them. How shameless! Let go of such a handsome young man and let me take over!

The woman in the red dress who was being stared at didn't care about the envy of these people. Her charming fox eyes fell on the cold and jade-like young man in front of her. She was obviously in a brothel, but she felt that he was very different. She thought that what the madam said was still wrong. There were no good men in a brothel. The young man in front of her must be a good man! The woman in the red dress was full of shyness, and she completely lost her usual ease and charm.

"Young Master, choose me, choose me, I dance beautifully!"

"Bullshit, you can't even bend your waist after practicing, it's not good looking at all!"

"Ahhh, the young master plays the piano the best!"

"Young Master, don't listen to these women. They just want to spend your money. I'm different. I just want to be your brother."

"Young Master, I have money. I will take you out to play!"

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The unusually lively noise made the two men in fancy clothes who were discussing something in the upstairs wing frown at the huge noise. The younger man with a baby face showed disgust on his face, "Ninth Brother, you said you had to come to this brothel to talk, it's so noisy!"

The handsome man in a black robe opposite him frowned, "Although this brothel is crowded with people, it is also a place that is not easy to detect. Fourteenth brother, please be patient for now."

Although the two were disturbed by the noise, they were indeed somewhat interested in the source of the noise. Sosin put down his work and walked to the window to check what was going on.

The impatient Fourteenth Prince Yinzhen walked faster and opened the window in front of him. The room they were in was the one with the best view in Qingfeng Tower. Standing by the window, they could just take in the scenery downstairs. Qingyin in the crowd was like a glowing presence. He couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Fuck! Whose little boy is this? He looks so... so handsome!"

Yinzhen looked at the face that seemed to be glowing white in the crowded building, and he didn't know how to describe it. He had seen all kinds of beauties, and the ninth brother sitting in front of him was the most handsome one among the brothers. However, compared with that young master, there was simply a huge difference between them. Looking at that overly handsome face, Yinzhen wished he could fix his eyes on him.

Hearing Yinzhen's exclamation, Yinlang also quickened his pace, and soon he found the person who made his fourteenth brother exclaim. He was distracted. The man looked like a teenager, still small in stature, with eyebrows like ink painting, a face like the Mid-Autumn moon, and a complexion like flowers in the spring morning. His grace was evident in his every move. The red mole between his eyebrows was like the cold moon hanging on a lonely mountain. The moment he moved, a drop of sweat appeared on the red mole, and suddenly, it was like an iceberg melting, revealing an inexplicable desire.

Just before the man seemed to look over, he avoided his sight in an almost embarrassing manner.

What was going on? How could he have been attracted to two people in a row, and this one was a man! Could it be that he was actually a person who was attracted by beauty? For a moment, Yinzhen was deeply suspicious of himself.

Compared to the depressed Yinzhen, Yinzhen didn't have so many thoughts in his mind. He hadn't married yet, and Concubine De was afraid that the maids would damage his health, so she hadn't found a maid for him yet. Yinzhen was still relatively simple in terms of feelings. Looking at the fairy-like young man, he had only one thought in his eyes, that is, he wanted to be with him.

Although Qingyin had noticed the gazes from upstairs, she didn't care. With the help of Helu and several brothel girls, she managed to break away from the enthusiastic crowd and came to a quieter room.

Because of Qingyin's beauty, the madam selfishly arranged her to stay in the best room except for the one on the top floor, which was right opposite Yinzhen's room.