Chapter 44 Seeing an old friend again, eyes welling with tears...

If it were any other day, Qi Youan would certainly wag his tail and stick to her, insisting on riding in the same carriage with her, but now...

Looking at the empty carriage, Ye Wanwan felt a little lonely. She sighed softly, not feeling relieved, but more worried, leaning against the wall of the carriage listlessly.

Qi Youan must be angry with her, Ye Wanwan thought distressedly.

The girl was right. Qi Youan had been immersed in government affairs these days just to forget about the girl, but Ye Wanwan's figure always lingered in his mind, the more he suppressed it, the more vivid it became.

When Ye Wanwan appeared in front of him again, Qi Youan forced himself not to get close to her, and ignored the figure that fascinated him. The emperor hurriedly stepped into the carriage, because he was afraid that if he hesitated for another second, he would lose control and pounce on her again.

After a bumpy journey of a day and a night, the group finally arrived at the border of Yandu. Further ahead was the border of Rongguo. This place was more prosperous than the capital, with shops and wine shops standing side by side, and countless brothels and brothels, which were obviously set up for the soldiers at the border.

"Dongdong." A sudden knock on the door interrupted Ye Wanwan's melancholy thoughts. Through the screen window, she could see a burly man standing outside the door. Ye Wanwan stood up and opened the door. It was Song Zhixiao who caught her eye.

"It's you, what's the matter?"

"I greet the Queen. I am here to remind her that His Majesty will stay here for a few days. After the hour of Xu, please don't leave the house."

"Why?"

"There are many decadent atmospheres in the streets after the hour of Xu, which may pollute your ears."

"Even if it's decadent?"

"It's a brothel." Seeing that Ye Wanwan didn't understand what he meant, Song Zhixiao told her directly.

Ye Wanwan suddenly realized and nodded slightly. But the visitor hesitated and seemed to have something to say.

Song Zhixiao looked at her with complicated eyes, hesitant to speak, and repeated the words several times before speaking:

"I have never forgotten the grace of saving my life in the past. I once said that if you have any difficulties, you can come to me, and this has always counted."

After saying that, Song Zhixiao felt a gust of cold wind behind him. Perhaps it was because of the coming winter, he buttoned his coat tightly.

Ye Wanwan smiled at him and said, "Okay, I remember it." Then she was about to close the door, but the girl suddenly thought of something, pushed the door open and called the man who was about to turn around and leave, saying, "Your Majesty...are you busy recently?"

Why am I asking this? Ye Wanwan regretted it as soon as she asked.

"My Majesty, the government affairs are busy, and His Majesty has been in the study these days without stopping." As he said that, Song Zhixiao felt even colder.

The girl said dimly, "I know, you can go down."

Song Zhixiao looked back a few more times before leaving.

Back in the room, Ye Wanwan rested her chin on the table, her red lips slightly pursed. Then she thought again, this is good. If Qi Youan distances herself from her, it will be better for her to survive.

Ye Wanwan's self-comforting idea was really effective. She felt a lot more relaxed in her heart, and her stomach was a little flat, and she wanted to eat something. She

had not enjoyed her food for the past few days, but now she was like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. Eating too quickly would inevitably cause bloating and pain. Thinking that it was only the hour of You, she called Yun Ting to go out for a stroll to digest the food.

Compared with the heavy brocade clothes in the palace, Ye Wanwan changed into a set of common people's clothes that were convenient for movement, and shuttled through the streets and alleys.

During the day, Ye Wanwan saw that Yandu was just an ordinary small town, a little desolate. But when night falls, the prosperity here is comparable to the capital of Rong State. The long street is lit up like day, and vendors are densely packed on both sides of the narrow street. The crowds are bustling and lively.

"Take a look, unique masks, each one is a one-of-a-kind piece!" The loud shout attracted Ye Wanwan to stop. Squeezing into the crowd, she saw all kinds of exquisite masks on display on the stalls, all of which were pleasing.

Just as she was about to choose carefully, she suddenly saw a flood of customers and many masks had been bought. Fearing that she would miss the opportunity, she hurriedly picked a painted cat mask and put it on, and continued to stroll around with great interest.

The girl put it on her face and strolled around with great interest. When she walked to a place, she was suddenly dazzled by the bright attic in front of her. After opening her eyes, she was shocked by the scene in front of her:

she saw a 30-meter-high shop with four floors, and on each floor, there were beauties wearing gorgeous and thin clothes facing the crowd on the ground in a charming posture.

And there was a huge plaque on it that read "Chunju Pavilion". There were two charming beauties and a heavily made-up old woman at the door, yelling at the men on the street.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a brothel.

She had never been to a brothel before. The girl suddenly had an idea and was about to step in when someone gently pulled her back from behind: "Miss, it's already the hour of the dog, let's go back home."

Ye Wanwan gently rubbed Yun Ting's head, took out a silver ingot and told her: "I just saw a stall selling Rongguo's special pear blossom cake on the street ahead, go buy a pack first, I'll wait for you here."

Yun Ting stood on tiptoe to look around, only to see a crowd of people, and there was no trace of the pear blossom cake stall: "Then I'll go and come back quickly."

"Okay, okay, go quickly." Watching Yun Ting's figure disappear in the crowd, Ye Wanwan quickly walked into Chunju Pavilion. As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she was stopped by a heavily made-up woman. The smell of powder in her face choked her and she took two steps back.

The madam looked her up and down, and then said politely and sharply: "Miss, turn right at the teahouse."

Seeing that all the people coming in and out were men, Ye Wanwan turned around and left. When she appeared in Chunju Tower again, she looked like a young man, with her hair tied high, her collar covering her neck, and her chest flat, just like a handsome young man.

She took off her mask and strode into Chunju Pavilion. This time, there was no obstruction. As soon as she entered the door, another madam came up with a twist of her waist: "Sir, you look unfamiliar, which girl do you want to accompany you?"

Ye Wanwan said nothing and shook her head. The madam immediately understood that this was a newcomer, and immediately called two beautiful girls to serve him.

Most of the guests in this brothel are generals and soldiers with big arms and waists, and they often smell like a mixture of sweat and dirt. Today, a handsome young man came, and Yinhong and Liulu were naturally happy to receive him, trying to show their charm.

Ye Wanwan looked at the two beauties in her arms, laughing heartily, and walked into the private room proudly while hugging one of them.

After she left, three men in black who looked aggressive followed into Chunju Pavilion. The madam looked at them and felt that they were not people who came to have fun, so she asked tactfully: "Who are the three gentlemen looking for?"

The group of people did not answer, but walked into the pavilion in silence and headed towards Ye Wanwan.

At this time, the "young man" was hugging left and right, and Liu Lu was lying on her enchantingly, and her slender fingers gently hooked the belt to take off her clothes.

Seeing this, Ye Wanwan hurriedly held her hand and said in a rough voice: "Today, I just want to watch you play the piano and sing."

Hearing this, Yinhong and Liulu straightened their backs and looked at her with unspeakable eyes. Ye Wanwan knew that she was exposed, so she said clearly: "Okay, I'm a woman."

The two covered their mouths and widened their eyes. The girl hurriedly explained: "I'm not good at polishing mirrors. I'm just curious when I pass by here."

After listening to Ye Wanwan's explanation, the two girls relaxed and then looked at her with a joking look, saying playfully: "Little sister must be a beauty with stunning appearance. She is also so handsome when dressed up as a young master. Little sister, relax. Since you have given the money, if you want to play something special... it's not impossible."

Ye Wanwan understood the deep meaning, waved her hand, and found an excuse to go out of the room for some fresh air.

The whole pavilion was filled with a pleasant and refreshing fragrance, which made people stop here. She wandered aimlessly, and saw couples everywhere, but she was just a spectator. This brothel was very different from what she imagined. Not only was there no lewd atmosphere, but it was also a bit elegant.

Each room was well soundproofed, and it was impossible to tell what was going on inside.

Ye Wanwan accidentally walked to a place and found a person sneaking around, and the figure of the person looked very familiar. She walked towards him with curiosity. The person seemed to feel the scrutiny behind him, and suddenly turned back to look at her through the layers of people.

It was!

When their eyes met, they were both shocked. Then they walked towards each other quickly.

"Wanwan!"

"Aci!"

Ye Wanwan didn't expect to see Song Ci here, and she was also dressed in men's clothes. Song Ci was also surprised. The two were surprised and happy, holding hands and looking at each other, their eyes were full of light.

"Why are you here!" They asked in unison.

Seeing that it was not appropriate to reminisce about the past here, Song Ci pulled her to a corner and whispered: "Don't be surprised if I tell you something. Jiang Lingzhou and your brother Ye Heng are having fun in that room." "

What do you mean, brother is here too!" Ye Wanwan's mind appeared that gentle face, her eyes were as bright as stars, she looked into the room trying to see something, her heart was full of joy of seeing her relatives.

But Song Ci gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes and immersed himself in anger: "I showed up here in this dress to catch the adulterer, Jiang Lingzhou, this bastard, dared to cheat on me behind my back!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wanted to kick the door and drag Jiang Lingzhou out to beat him up, but the third prince Rong Zhenyan was still inside, so Song Ci had to spy outside like a thief.

After a while, the group finally came out of the room. Song Ci pulled Ye Wanwan and followed them out of Chunju Pavilion. Seeing the third prince gradually going away, Jiang Lingzhou and Ye Heng also prepared to go back to the inn together.

"Jiang Lingzhou!" Song Ci suddenly appeared and grabbed his ear hard. Jiang Lingzhou was in so much pain that he kept calling his aunt.

"Brother!" Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Heng looked up and saw his sister whom he missed day and night. His eyes were red. "Wanwan!"

The brother and sister hugged each other tightly without saying a word, which was very different from the "flirting" couple behind them.

The depression of the past few days dissipated the moment she saw Ye Heng, and tears were about to fall in Ye Wanwan's eyes. Ye Heng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked, "Why is Wanwan here?"

After listening to Ye Wanwan's explanation, Ye Heng also stated his purpose. It turned out that Qi wanted to form an alliance with Rong, but the emperor of Rong was very old and had difficulty in moving, so he sent the third prince and the general Song Zhixiao who had recently gained power.

But Qi Youan specifically asked Ye Heng and the general's wife to go together, so Song Ci also came. Tonight, the third prince was probably afraid that there might be spies of the emperor of Qi in the inn, so he brought them to Chunju Pavilion to discuss matters.

Ye Heng's slender fingers gently stroked his sister's face, and the once spoiled girl had a bit more calmness between her brows. Pity appeared in his eyes, and he asked worriedly: "Brother, I heard that you have been in a coma for a long time. Are you okay in Qi?"

Ye Wanwan nodded with tears in her eyes and said: "Your Majesty is very good to me. Are my father and mother okay?"

"Everything is fine, everyone is fine, I just miss you all the time."