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His greatest wish in his life was to be a popinjay, to eat and drink and have fun for the rest of his life. In any case, his father was an imperial court official, his aunt was his concubine, and his uncle was even more extraordinary. But why did his father insist on him entering the palace as a guard? With his status, how could he become a staff member? He knew that the other party wanted him to get close to that Mo Qingfeng. However, he didn't know where that person got such an unpleasant impression from his father. Last time, he was blinded by the poison, so he didn't know how to deal with it this time.

His son was the one and only child of his family, but no matter how painful it was, he would still let his son walk the path he had already set for himself, no matter how unwilling he was. In the future, his Feng family's business would require him, the sole son, to inherit the inheritance. He did not want to raise a foppish young lord to be poked in the spine by others a hundred years from now.

Thus, no matter how coquettish the Trembling Strikes were, the Trembling Strikes had no choice but to make a clean sweep. The Trembling Strikes listlessly went to the Infantry Division to retrieve the Tiger Talisman and robe, but just happened to run into Mo Qingfeng.

That day at the Feng Residence, Mo Qingfeng had only met Feng Ding once, and even though Feng Ding deliberately caused him to be unhappy, his ability to remember people was not good, and his heart was generous, so even if an unimportant person saw him a few times, they might not be able to remember it. So he wondered who it was that was so grumpy as he passed him.

By the time Mo Qingfeng entered, he had already taken his robe and gold plate and was planning to leave. However, when he saw Mo Qingfeng enter, he stopped and watched as Mo Qingfeng took his robe and led him away.

The robe that Mo Qingfeng received was white. It was a high-quality cloud brocade, and the sleeves were embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns. Only by looking at the light could one truly see it. The boots were thick white, with the same pattern as the robes. Mo Qingfeng felt that something wasn't quite right as he held the robe. It didn't seem like the guards he had met before.

"Why is his robe different from mine?" Fengding looked at his robes, the brand-new blue, black boots. On his chest, there was embroidered the picture of a fierce tiger descending the mountain. Looking at its majesty, one would always feel that it was a bit — — Two. Unlike Mo Qingfeng's technique, the chest of a person with no support would look much cleaner.

The official in charge of the warehouse knew that he was the son of one of the most successful men in the palace, and that they were both guards of the palace. He had to protect the emperor, so he naturally did not dare to be impolite to them, and said, "Reporting to my lord, there is a rule in the palace that the robes of the personal guards are red, the guards are blue, and the guards are brown. This set was personally ordered by the emperor, and this is exactly the way that the Minister of Management sent it over. This is the only set that exists in the entire palace. "

Feng Qingfeng was not happy, he was too lazy to get angry with a mere official, he glared at Mo Qingfeng, then left. Mo Qingfeng frowned, he wanted to throw the clothes away.

Nangong Kai Ran's birthday was about to arrive. Hui Fei and the concubines in the harem were busy discussing about the birthday feast, so Nangong Miao found an opening and sneaked out with her personal maid, Qi Xi. For the past few days, mufei had been keeping an eye on her, causing her to suffocate from being unable to go anywhere.

Nangong Miao was dressed like a man today. She was dressed in the light green dress that Qi Xi had found for her, and she was even faking it with her folding fan. In the middle of winter, the fan was out of the ordinary. She was still young and had yet to fully develop her physique. The way she wore the men's clothing made her look like a young master from a wealthy family. Qi Xi was dressed in the clothes of a servant, she dressed neatly, and followed behind Nangong Miao like her little errand boy.

The place Nangong Miao wanted to visit today was the Dew Flower Hall. Normally, he would hear a lot from his cousin and was curious about what kind of girl would look like here, why did so many men like to come visit? Nangong Miao was normally a beauty, but compared to the women in the Dew Pavilion, he wanted to see who was more beautiful.

Normally, no one would be able to tell, but since the Brothel's Madam had sent them gifts every day and was specializing in men's business, how could they not see the truth behind Nangong Miao's words? However, judging from her clothes, she was probably from a wealthy family. Great Evolution was open to the public, so it wasn't as if young ladies who hadn't left the pavilion had never seen anyone come to the brothel in broad daylight in order to make it convenient for men to dress up.

"This young master, is this your first time here?" The old procuress looked up and down at Nangong Miao. It was only the afternoon and the customers searching for Fang Fang had yet to arrive. At this moment, most of the people in the hall were frequent customers.

"Your restaurant has its rules. You're not allowed to enter the restaurant for the first time?" Nan Gong Miao squinted and asked without any trace of politeness.

"Of course not, we are all guests. I wonder if young noble would like to listen to music in the hall, or if you would like to have a private room with a few ladies?"

"Find a quiet place, it's best if we can see the main hall." Nangong gave the old procuress a large silver ingot. The old procuress took it from her and shook it with a smile. Then, she led the way upstairs.

The old procuress found a quiet place on the second floor to settle Nangong Miao down. She then ordered two servants to accompany her as she played the zither and sang. After that, she slowly made her way down the stairs.

The second floor seemed to be specially prepared for the onlookers. The seats were separated by a screen, making it look like a private room. However, it was not as stuffy as the private rooms. Nangong Miao saw the novelty, peeling peanuts as he looked down, completely disregarding the seven joys sitting restlessly at the side.

If he had known earlier that the princess was coming to visit the brothel, he would have had to stop her even if he had risked his life. How could this be a place that a girl would come to?

Although the Lew Flower Lounge was a railed place, the girls were few in number and of high quality. Usually, the customers that came in and out were elegant, so the price was naturally higher. Unlike those who came out earlier, they were actually a bunch of rough and boorish swallows that were giving off a dense miasma. Officials loved to come here, and even the Son of Heaven was so interested in setting up a teaching workshop in the palace to cultivate countless palace courtesans. As a subject, he naturally couldn't be left behind by others. Thus, if they were looking for a girl, no one would say anything about it. Not only would they not say anything about it, it would even be a romantic affair. Nangong Miao looked for a long time, but he did not see the legendary sexy lady, nor did he see any random customers. He only felt that she was not worthy of her title, and that her timing was really wrong.

Just when Nangong Miao was holding his chin and feeling bored, a few people came in from downstairs. The person in the lead looked a bit fat and wore silk and silk clothing. He even took out a folding fan and shook it, causing him to sneeze non-stop along the way. But no matter how he shook it, it couldn't cover the roguish look on his face. He then looked at the person behind him, and saw that he was dressed like a thug.

"Is this your first time here, young master?" The old procuress, on the other hand, was quite cordial. She went up to him and said, "I wonder if young master would like to listen to some music in the hall, or would you like to have a private room with some girls?" Nangong Miao rolled his eyes, this line sounded really familiar, it seemed like this old bawd was saying this to everyone.

"Uncle Wang, of course you're here to find a girl!" The fatty did not say anything, but the thug behind him stood up and said, "Call out all of you Courtesan Belle and have a good time at home with us. You all need to have good eyesight."

The bawd's eyelids jumped as she thought, "You didn't bring your brain along when you went out, right?" Who didn't know that Bing Xin was selling herself? Even if he were to drink tea and sing along with them, it would be a great honor for him. Even if Mo Qingfeng came, he could only stay the night, taking him away was something that no one would be able to do! She waved her fan and said disdainfully, "It's your first time here, so you might not know that we, Miss Bing Xin, do not casually receive guests. Why don't I help you find a few other girls? Every single one of our girls is outstanding, I hope you are satisfied. "

Fatty Wang said unhappily, "What kind of rules are you talking about? Do you know who Yours Truly is? Yours Truly's cousin is someone from the palace. If you offend Yours Truly, can you understand? As a person, you don't have the slightest bit of discernment. "

The bawd was stunned, she did not expect the person in front of her to be a royal relative, but quickly recovered her composure and thought: "Our Son of Heaven is a very romantic person, there are at least eight hundred people around here. Who knows if your cousin is a palace maid or something?" Besides, she was not afraid of anything other than the earthquake and the fire, not even the Emperor. He immediately said, "Your Majesty is a wise man, and most likely he won't make it so difficult for us, a small business like this, to keep up." If you truly wish to help, I will have the ladies accompany you and drink and chat with you. If you are here to cause trouble, our Dew Flower Pavilion will not be a good place to mess with! "