The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin walked into the wing room, where fruit plates and snacks were already prepared. The space was spacious and the furnishings were very thoughtful and elegant. A faint inexplicable fragrance filled the entire room. This was undoubtedly a good wing room.

He Lu was surprised and said, "Sir, this room is not inferior to the mansion!"

Tong Jia Wanying: "Of course, this is the largest brothel in the capital, so it must have a profound heritage. Today, there is also a selection competition for the Qingfeng Building's top courtesan, and all the dignitaries in the capital will come here to see the beauties, so we can join in the fun."

Looking at the eldest lady talking about the affairs of brothels, Helu and Cuihua were filled with shock. How come the eldest lady knew so much about these brothels?

Qingyin also vaguely sensed the elder sister's thoughts. The time travelers she had met before also loved to go to brothels and teahouses. The more controversial the place, the more often they would go there. The time travelers thought that they could meet their Mr. Right in such places. In fact, they didn't meet any handsome guys, only emptied prostitutes.

After chatting for a while, they fell into a strange silence. Qingyin sat by the window, waiting for the selection of the oiran. The two maids stared at Qingyin with sparkling eyes, and Tong Jia Wanying occasionally stole a glance at Qingyin who was sitting upright.

In the hall, apart from those who saw Qingyin's face and were still bragging about their search, the other new guests just thought they were bragging and ignored them. They came for the new Oiran, not for a child whose hair had not even grown out. The whole hall also returned to its original bustle and liveliness as more and more people came.

On the other side, Yinzhen and the others also noticed that the young master was arranged to sit next door. Yinzhen was already itching to invite Qingyin over, "Nine Brother, why don't we invite that young master to sit over?"

Yinzhen hesitated for a moment and then nodded, obviously agreeing with Yinzhen's statement.

Yinzhen strode out of the room, thinking of the words to say hello. He looked at the closed door in front of him, and the urge to step in suddenly hesitated at this moment. What if he went in directly and was rejected by the young master? Am I wearing too ordinary clothes? ... After thinking about it for seven or eight times, Yinzhen still didn't muster up the courage to retreat.

Looking at the empty figure behind Yinzhen, Yinzhen's originally straight back gradually collapsed, and he frowned.

"Then the young master didn't agree?"

"Brother Jiu, I haven't gone in yet. I haven't changed into my usual golden silk robe today. Isn't that too rude?"

Looking at Yinzhen's sincere eyes and his simple yet luxurious silk embroidered robe, Yin'er's face turned a little dark. At this moment, he suddenly resonated with Yinzhen's fourth brother Yinzhen, who was born of the same mother.

"You sit here, I'll go and invite you."

"Okay." Yinzhen's expression also changed from nervous to relaxed. Seeing Yinzhen's series of changes, Yinzhen was not angry, but the sweat on his palms reminded him that he was not as calm as he seemed.

He knocked on the door. One minute, two minutes, four minutes... passed, and there was no movement. Yin'er's face froze. He used his clever strength to open the door that he had been trying to knock on for a long time. The cup of tea inside had already gone cold, indicating that the person in the room had already left.

Yinzhen stayed in this room for a long time before leaving.

Yinzhen was puzzled: "Ninth brother, where is the young master?"

Yinzhen said lazily: "Gone, left a long time ago."

A trace of regret flashed across Yinzhen's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He was not an ordinary person, and he would find this young master. Obviously, the obscurity in Yinzhen's eyes was the same.

However, Qingyin on the side did leave. Before the courtesan appeared, Qingyin found a familiar figure.

Qingyin exclaimed in a low voice: "Elder sister, isn't that my younger brother?"

"What! This kid will definitely complain if he sees us, sister, we have to leave quickly."

Tong Jia Wanying was a little flustered. In her memory, this little brother was not someone to be trifled with. She once accidentally broke a toy, and he cut the embroidery she had carefully sewn. If he found out, he would definitely tell his mother and father.

The two maids began to panic, but Qingyin calmed herself down and called a girl to take them out through the back door.

Kuadai is only one year younger than Qingyin. As he is Tong Guogang's old son, he has a very good physique and is a good candidate for martial arts. Tong Guogang can't help but dote on this youngest son who is very much like himself in every way. This child is more willful and bold than his other children. This time he came to the brothel to see the courtesan at the instigation of his good friend Lin Cheng, the young master of the Shangshu Mansion.

Kua Dai stood in the hall. He had a keen sense since he was young. He noticed someone peeking at him, so he immediately stared back. Looking at a familiar half face, Kua Dai scratched his head. Why did he feel that person looked familiar? In order to be more specific, he wanted to take a closer look, but was blocked by his good friend Lin Cheng's big hand. "Oh, my Master Tong, where do you see the beauty?"

Looking at Lin Cheng who was making faces, Kua Dai pushed him away unhappily, "They are just some vulgar women, where can you find the beauties?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you don't know this, the good-looking ones are all left behind, you can't run away halfway."

Kua Dai, who was interrupted, ignored his previous concern. He stopped and chose a good seat to sit down with Lin Cheng.

Qingyin and the others also tacitly changed their clothes at the clothing store and hurried back to Tong's house through the dog hole.

After seeing the courtesan in the brothel, Kua Dai still missed Susi's face. When he returned home, he saw the embroidered mesh in the room and suddenly realized that it was Cuihua, the maidservant next to his elder sister! His elder sister must have gone to the brothel!

Kua Dai frowned, he had also heard about the "big things" that his elder sister had done during this period, but he really didn't expect that his elder sister would dare to break into a brothel. Kua Dai was quick-witted and understood that his elder sister couldn't tell anyone about this, and that the fewer people the better, but he still had to remind her not to ruin the family's reputation.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell her in person, so Kua Dai hurried to Tong Jia Wanying's Qingheyuan that night.

Tong Jia Wanying, who had just returned, was so frightened by Kuadai's arrival that her legs went weak. She calmed down and forced herself to speak to Kuadai calmly. Seeing her elder sister Kuadai who refused to admit it, she felt a little annoyed. He directly told her the fact that he had seen Cuihua. Seeing the hard evidence, Tong Jia Wanying's eyes wandered, but she still didn't tell her the fact that Qingyin had also gone there.

Tong Jia Wanying didn't feel relieved until Kua Dai warned her again and again. She didn't know why she didn't tell anyone about Qing Yin's existence, as she had clearly wanted Qing Yin to take the blame.

In Qinghuan Courtyard (Qingyin's courtyard), Qingyin was taking a bath with Helu's help. The clothes she wore outside today made her skin a little red, which was more obvious in the warm water.

He Lu looked at Qing Yin distressedly: "Miss, the quality of this dress is too poor. It has rubbed you with red spots all over."

"It's okay. It will be fine in two days. You know your lady's health condition."