Prostitution

The pavilions and pavilions in the palace are well arranged and majestic.The rockery and flowing water have nine bends, and the vegetation is lush and moist.

Few people can appreciate the beautiful scenery this time, and the young ladies who live in a corner of the palace do not dare to wander around, needless to say the reason.

The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year. Now there is a more distinctive person, and this person is Wen Wuyu, Mr. Wen.

The prince had a word to let him live in peace of mind, and the implication was that he regarded the palace as his own home.Anyway, there is the danger of losing one's life in Huangquan day and night, if you don't even know what the palace looks like in this place, wouldn't it be in vain.

It will be the prince's birthday in two days, he originally wanted to present the birthday gift, but it is bad manners to go to the prince without authorization.He didn't see Lian Qi calling for a few days, he was bored with idleness, so he wanted to go to the back kitchen to find his two young servants to have a chat.

As he was walking, he lost his way as expected, so he had to give up his original plan. However, when he walked back, the winding paths and secluded waterways were similar. From one pavilion to another water pavilion, he walked dozens of times. go out.After going around and going around, he became a hermit seeker in Jiadao - only in this mountain, where the clouds are deep.

Getting lost has long been a habit, and once you come, you will be at ease. He is not in a hurry, he walks every possible road, feels the fairy spirit in the forest, touches the old bark of the old trees, and strolls in the garden.

This bold act reached Yuan Cheng's ears in no time.

It wasn't until someone described Wen Gongzi's direction of travel as if a ghost hit a wall that he ordered someone to bring him to Xiangge.

In leisure time, you can visit Qionglin, where the flowers and leaves are especially covering Fu, and the falling red is wrapped in green silk, so you can't know it quietly.

Mr. Wen felt a cool air all over his body, the cascading black hair was decorated with Xu Xu's color, and he was clearly dressed in a simple and elegant white robe, Yuan Cheng suddenly felt that this gentleman had a somewhat elegant and refined appearance, and he moved finger,

"Come."

The young lady leaning on him hastily moved aside.

When Wen Wuyu entered the door, he saw that the soft couch was hugging left and right, secretly admiring the king's spirit of dragon and tiger.

He walked over and sat down next to each other, and accidentally touched the prince's chest with the whisk in his hand,

"Feel sorry!"

Yuan Cheng didn't pay attention, but the next moment he didn't open his eyes and sighed silently, only to see Wen Wuyu stood up again without his buttocks on the couch, and inserted the handle of the whisk into the neckline.

Rotten wood cannot be carved, Yuan Cheng raised his hand and pulled out the whisk and threw it aside, "If you don't wear it, you will die."

Wen Wuyu watched Fuchen land on the bed, shook his head and said, "No, no."

Yuan Cheng stretched his long arms around his shoulders, "Lost again?"

"That's right, the palace is too big, full of twists and turns, I was looking for Wenwuqu." Wen Wuyu replied with a smile.

"How's the view?"

"Splash-ink landscape, majestic scenery, magnificent atmosphere, this beautiful scenery makes me forget myself, and I can't find my way."

Xu Shi stayed in the palace for a long time, this gentleman changed his temperament and learned to flatter, he only picks up nice words, and he also cooperates with a face of intoxication.

Yuan Cheng took advantage of it and smiled lowly.

After finishing speaking, Wen Wuyu groped around his waist for a while, and offered the dust whisk with both hands, "I will prepare a small gift for the prince's birthday in the future. I wish the prince great blessings and great fortune, and a long life without bounds!"

Yuan Cheng smiled brightly, lifted one end of the sympathy knot to look down, and joked, "It cost you money, how many copper coins did you buy?"

"Copper plate? That's an ox cart." Wen Wuyu was serious, and he curled his tongue.

"Oh?"

"100 taels." Wen Wuyu resolutely reported the number, one tael turned into a hundred, bold and not afraid of dying.

"Really?" Yuan Cheng couldn't believe it, and stared at the jade pendant again.

Wen Wuyu also took a closer look, "I dare not lie to the lord, if it is a fake, it must be the store that deceives the customers."

Yuan Cheng glanced at him, and put the jade pendant into his belt, "It's rare that you have such kindness, I accept it." He paused, "I left the house a few days ago to buy birthday presents?"

Wen Wuyu replied, "That's right, I heard that Lian Qi once asked to report when entering and leaving the palace, and I never thought it would disturb the prince."

While talking, a petal fell on his shoulder, Yuan Cheng blew on the petal, leaned up a little later to pick up the red hair mixed in his hair, and said with a smile, "Go ahead, no one will dare to stop you."

Hearing that Wen Wuyu was flattered or humiliated, he was not shocked, "Thank you, my lord."

But he envied the lonely young man on both sides, and secretly looked at him with resentment in his eyes.

After a while, Yuan Cheng picked all the petals and put them in his palm, and the sweet fragrance lingered around his nose. Suddenly, his heart throbbed a little. The sun and the moon were full of cold and heat, but he couldn't remember the flowers and flowers from Shuimu Tsinghua University in his home.

"You step back."

Yuan Cheng blew off the petals, turned around and took Wen Wuyu into his arms, raised his chin and kissed the cool lips.

Xiao Guan looked at each other and left with resentment.

Maybe that day's training was effective, but this time the gentleman didn't stray, but catered to the deep and long kiss jerky but devotedly.

Yuan Cheng pressed him down, panted lightly, leaned over his shoulder and whispered, "Do you know how I treat you differently from others?"

Wen Wuyu was also panting, and asked, "What's the difference?"

Yuan Cheng laughed silently, did not answer, but said, "If you confess now and forget the past, tell me, what are you hiding?"

Wen Wuyu was startled, and said guiltily, "That jade pendant was actually bought for a tael of silver."

Yuan Cheng's chest trembled with a smile, he stopped talking, put his earlobe in his mouth, bit his tongue and licked, and kissed his lips all the way, his hands began to wander restlessly to undress him.

Wen Wuyu's heart was beating wildly, his face was flushed, and his body was even trembling.

It is clear that emotion cannot be controlled.

Yuan Cheng's movements stopped suddenly, but the reaction that someone should have at this moment was still there obediently and softly.

His eyes turned cold, and he frowned, "Could it be that you have a hidden disease?"

Wen Wuyu's expression was blank, "What hidden disease!"

Yuan Cheng straightened up and pointed at his crotch, Wen Wuyu raised his neck to have a look, and exclaimed, "Ah, I won't lift it!"

He muttered to himself again, "Impossible, it was fine before."

Yuan Cheng watched him closely, a sense of frustration welling up spontaneously.He had never 'served' a whore like this.

Wen Wuyu thought about it, and seemed to understand the root cause, "Perhaps a shadow fell in my heart. It was the first time I met a rough and domineering man. His body smelled bad and he was covered with bedsores. Since then, I have changed my mind." doorway."

After explaining, he said gratefully, "My lord is really a good man, unlike those foolish fools who only want to make themselves happy."

Yuan Cheng didn't accept this gratitude, "The implication is that you need to play tricks to stimulate in order to respond?"

Wen Wuyu nodded affirmatively, "I'm going to help the prince call other young ladies."

He stepped on the ground to put on his unfinished clothes and pants, Yuan Cheng bullied him and pulled him down, pulled off the bottom of his pants, picked up a strand of silk from the fly, wrapped the soft thing between his crotch around the root Tighten the knot with a few turns.

"My lord..." Wen Wuyu was terrified, his things were only kept under certain circumstances, the lord is going to destroy him.

Yuan Cheng showed an evil smile, "No matter what method you use, if you still behave like this next time, prepare to enter the palace and become a eunuch."

Immediately after a gust of wind and rain, Fengyue's ecstasy is beyond words.

I could only hear low chants and shallow breaths recurring in the Xiangge, and the voice could not tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

Because the things that cannot be lifted are not awakened by such a trifling game as pinching the skin and flesh. It is only a slight reaction when touched to the sensitive place, but it is as sluggish as a frost-beaten eggplant, and a few drops of frost-melted water are revealed on the branches. , perfunctory to the extreme is unsatisfactory.

Afterwards, the gentleman drummed his legs and did not forget to ask for rewards.

The prince is willing to offer a big reward after making sure that he will give the due response next time.

On the day of the birthday, the palace is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and silk bamboo chime bells attract merchants to carve feathers.

I specially invited the most prestigious opera troupe in the capital, and nowadays, watching opera in Liyuan is the second only pastime after going to brothels.

As soon as the morning sun first shines, guests are welcomed one after another.

It turned out that the person who came from the household of the Chu coffin and the Qin building advocated the law and cultivated the leaves, simply called a prostitute.

It can only be said that King Huai Jing's eclectic and no taboo style has reached a heinous level.

But of course there is no purpose in it.

If you want to stop killing, you must first put an end to gifts from outsiders.

Today's birthday banquet is over, and a prostitute will be given away by hand.

He is not the only one who likes men in the court, and it is not difficult to find out which Beijing officials. He even has a list of prostitutes like Wen Wuyu in his hand.In this way, the existing young men in the mansion can be sent out together.

Then he ascended and called out, saying that he had been in love with King Huai Jing for many years and was taken in by a Taoist prostitute, so he stopped looking for flowers.

This plan will definitely work, who would dare to refuse such a generous gift from the only prince in the dynasty.

But I didn't see that most important Mr. Wen until the banquet.

There was a lot of voices, cups of wine rose and fell, and the birthday star above the high hall seemed to be absent-minded, and the seat beside him was always vacant.

Passed three or four times, but the people who had already been discharged from the hospital did not arrive.

Yuan Cheng was agitated, and couldn't help but get angry, the power given to him made him confident, if he used the pretense of getting lost again, he would have to wring his neck.

Mr. Wen, who had arrived early, slipped behind the curtain of the stage to watch the excitement out of curiosity.

The thick and heavy powder makeup, the complicated and gorgeous costumes, the knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks and forks all made him linger.

The footsteps were staggered and orderly, suddenly mixed with sobbing and cursing.

Wen Wuyu followed the sound and found a group of people in a cubicle with incomplete makeup.

He craned his neck to poke inside.

It turned out that the pale young boy in the recliner was vomiting and diarrhea due to eating bad food, and couldn't even stand upright, let alone act on stage.After scolding Xiaosheng's servant, the head teacher of the Liyuan, a half-millionaire, could only sigh.

"What should I do? Alas, you are the only one in Liyuan who can be the King of Lanling, and I will die... It's over, it's over..."

He said in a weak voice, "Master, I really can't get on stage, so it shouldn't be a big problem if I change roles..."

The old man wept and lamented, "You think you are still in our garden, this is the prince's mansion, the music is set by the prince, if the prince finds out, get angry, we NO. ..."

When the old man cried, a group of people cried together.

Wen Wuyu is caught in an endless struggle at this moment. It's true that there is no coincidence in the world, but he sneaked down the mountain for a while, and got mixed up in the theater troupe in the small town at the foot of the mountain. , more on stage than across.