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Mo Qingfeng and Bing Xin did not take this episode seriously. They closed the door and lied down, while the ones that should be playing were still lying down, and Bing Xin was the Courtesan Belle of the Dew Pavilion. If it wasn't for the fact that she was willing to, no matter how reputable someone was, they wouldn't dare to act rashly.

However, Bing Xin's freedom was destined to be broken today. Not long after the old procuress left, the door was knocked once more. Bing Xin's servant girl lowered her head, rubbed her body and said, "Miss, mother asks you to come to the front." It was not loud, but it was urgent.

"What happened?" Bing Xin realized that something was wrong. She had always been proud when she did things. She had never been in a hurry, and it was rare for her to be at a loss like this.

"That amazing big shot is here again. "Mother urged me to serve you well …" Xia Zhi answered vaguely while looking at Mo Qingfeng, but she didn't say the specific situation out loud.

"Lead the way." Bing Xin straightened her clothes, and was about to follow the servant girl.

"I'll go too." Mo Qingfeng stood beside Bing Xin and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm here!"

"Yes." Bing Xin nodded and calmed herself down, she had a plan in her heart, and smiled at Mo Qingfeng, but it was not ambiguous at all.

The two of them led the way to a booth on the second floor of the front hall. They walked around the screen and saw people kneeling on the floor, including the bawd. The two young men dressed in rich family clothing at the table seemed to be accustomed to this. A bookkeeper dressed up as a bookkeeper waited on the side.

"Greetings, Bing Xin." Bing Xin glanced at the two men. One of them was the one she knew, the one who had just delivered the golden hairpin, Feng Dingbo. The other person looked to be young and dressed in rich clothes. He had a noble and magnificent temperament, but faintly exuded an overbearing aura.

"You are Bing Xin?" Xiao Lang put down the cup and turned to look at her. His eyes went from top to bottom and his mouth twitched. "He doesn't look very good!"

"I am Bing Xin, may I know your name?"

"What was my surname?" Nan Gong Miao raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Bing Xin did not know what to do. Ever since she came here, everyone wanted to talk to her more, even if it was just looking at her for a bit. This was the first time she saw someone who did not give her face.

"I don't have any advice. I just heard that cousin likes you, so I came to see you." Nangong Miao looked at Bing Xin again, shook his head, and said to Feng Ding, "It seems that your eyes are also ordinary."

Feng Ding Suo smiled apologetically: "Yes, Miss Bing Xin is naturally not as pretty as the beautiful women in my cousin's mansion. Cousin, since she doesn't want to go, then let her go back. Isn't it good for us brothers to drink some wine?"

"Cousin truly loves her, but I still want her to serve me." How could Nangong Miao not know that he wanted to protect her, but the more he was like this, the more she was unwilling to accept it. He turned to the old procuress and said, "Bring me your best dishes and wine. If I am dissatisfied, I will tear down your Dew Pavilion."

The old procuress could not accept this in her heart, but seeing that she could not do anything to him, she hurriedly gave a "yes" and rushed out to order the banquet. She wasn't an idiot. How many people in this world could make such a rich man exist? The child continued to call out, "Cousin, isn't this identity obvious?" The Dew Flower Pavilion had a backer, but if the imperial family offended them, they wouldn't have a good ending.

Very soon, the dishes were served. The restaurant's dishes were all "delicious". Every dish was as exquisite as a work of art, making people unable to bear to eat.

But these delicate dishes were not rare for Nangong Miao, her eyebrows did not move at all as she looked at the fine dishes on the table, she spoke to Bing Xin, "What are you standing there for, don't you know how to pour wine and cloth for me?"

At first, Mo Qingfeng did not follow Bing Xin into the private room. After all, he was just a guest. However, when she heard that Bing Xin had been made a fool, she could not help but to stick her head out. He was a teenager, and felt that Bing Xin was his close friend. How could he allow her to be bullied?

"Young master, Bing Xin will be entertaining me today. If you want her to wait on you, why don't you greet me first?" Mo Qingfeng pushed the door open and went around the screen. His long legs hooked onto a stool beside him and sat on it. He said to Bing Xin, "Pour some wine and serve some dishes."

"Yes." When Bing Xin saw Mo Qingfeng standing up for her, she felt both joy and worry in her heart.

"Who are you?" Nangong Miao stared at the white robed man that came in uninvited, but when she looked away, she could not tear her eyes away. She had a warm jade-like appearance, yet she had a pair of inky eyebrows and a pair of eyes that were as bright as the stars, making it hard for people to look straight at her.

"Princess Yi Huan has disguised herself and left the palace. It seems that this is not proper etiquette." Mo Qingfeng frowned, he did not like this fearless gaze. Especially when the target of this gaze was him.

"How do you know who I am?" Nan Gong Miao was shocked, he thought for a moment and then slammed the table, "That's not right, since you know my identity, how dare you speak to me like that! Do you know the penalty for death? "

"The princess doesn't seem to have the right to execute me. This humble subject will only listen to His Majesty's orders." In his heart, he thought that even if the Emperor wanted him dead, he would still have to see if I was willing or not.

"You call yourself a humble official, a minister of the court?" Nan Gong Miao searched through his mind for information on this man in white, but to no avail, she really had no impression of him.

"Princess, there's no need to think anymore. This person is the top scholar for this year — Mo Qingfeng." By the side, Fengding snorted, looking down on Mo Qingfeng.

"Oh …" Nangong Miao's "oh" had a deep meaning, remembering what his mufei told him a few days ago, he once again sized Mo Qingfeng up.

"Since you are the top scholar for the imperial examinations today, why didn't you kneel before me when you saw me?"

"If the princess is courteous to her subjects, then the subject's kowtow is from the bottom of his heart. If the princess is only forceful and forceful, then the subject will not be able to comply."

"You do have some backbone. I just wonder how long your backbone will last." Nan Gong Miao stood up and smiled, and actually started walking. The little errand boy quickly followed.

"Hey, cousin, why did you leave? Wait for me!" He looked at Bing Xin, but Bing Xin did not look at him. In her heart, she knew that with Nan Gong Miao's actions, Bing Xin might be even more angry at him, so she could not help but feel depressed and chased after Nan Gong Miao.

Only after the two of them left did the people of the Dew Pavilion heave a sigh of relief. With a lingering fear in their hearts, they asked Mo Qingfeng, "Why would the princess go to the brothel disguised as a man? This is truly unheard-of. "

"I've long heard that Princess Yi Huan, Nangong Miao, was willful and despotic, but today, I've witnessed it." Mo Qingfeng looked down from the window at the three people who left and sneered, "The Emperor taught his good daughter a new level of respect!"

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Bing Xin looked at Mo Qingfeng ruefully, "You just want to marry me out, so that you won't be bothered by it!"

"Of course not. I just hope that Bing Xin will have a good home to return to." Mo Qingfeng smiled. Ever since he had spoken with Bing Xin, the relationship between the two of them had become a lot more natural, and their relationship had actually become even more intimate than before.

The old procuress was a little surprised as she listened, but why did it sound like Mo Qingfeng didn't care about her other sweetheart at all? At this strange moment, someone knocked on the door. The one standing at the door was Master Gui. He whispered a few words into the old procuress's ear, causing her face to change drastically as she hurried to follow him.