: The Soul

Ji Yuqing said with some reluctance: "Sir, if you don't like to be promoted, it's good to ask for some money. Nanzhili is the richest place in the world. The endless Songjiang cloth, the endless Weitangsha, Suhu, the world is full. The 100,000 or 80,000 silver liang can be taken out at will. Even if it is 200,000 or 300,000 taels, it is not impossible to negotiate."

However, Zhang Zhun still smiled and said, "How boring the negotiations are, it's better for us to talk about some romantic things."

Ji Yuqing said tactfully: "Mr. Zhang, you came from afar, so it is more important to be a serious matter..."

Zhang Zhun shook his head blindly and said with a smile: "Don't talk about serious matters, don't talk about serious matters, just talk about the wind and moon, just talk about the wind and moon."

Ji Yuqing had no choice but to say, "Yun Pei, come and prepare meals for the adults."

Zhang Zhun said anxiously: "I'm not hungry."

Ji Yuqing's eyes rolled, her eyes as charming as silk. She deliberately or unintentionally tightened the clothes on her chest a little, then stood up, came behind Zhang Zhun, slowly leaned down, pressed against Zhang Zhun's earlobe, and said shyly: "I'll give it to you tonight."

Zhang Zhun said happily: "Okay!"

Ji Yuqing went with a giggle.

The three sisters Yun Pei, Yun Shang and Yun Yi also left.

Inside the flower hall, it became quiet instantly.

Zhang Zhun's eyes gradually became deeper.

Maybe something special will happen tonight!

Sure enough, at night, Jade Pian came to invite Zhang Zhun, saying that Ji Yuqing had invited him.

Ji Yuqing held a banquet to receive Zhang Zhun in her boudoir. Her boudoir was very spacious, with a small living room outside and a bedroom inside. On one side of the bedroom was a bathroom. The layout of the boudoir was very simple, and it was a bit beyond the expectations of others. Most of the furniture was white, and if you were not mistaken, it should be birch wood. The boudoir of brothel women was usually extremely luxurious. But she was an exception. Perhaps, for her part, there was no need for such luxury to set off her identity.

She was wearing a purple nightgown, which was smooth and flickering, soft and close to her body, making her body convex and curved. Her hair fell like a waterfall on her plump back and round shoulders. Her arms were smooth and smooth, with tender snowy skin, soft as boneless, like two pieces of jade lotus root. The purple nightgown moved her robe as she moved, moving her robe, both slowly and slowly, with a distinction and intimacy, and looked noble and dignified, like a fairy descending on the earth, which made people even more irresistible and imaginative.

Ji Yuqing prepared the wine and food.

The number of wine and dishes is not large, but it is particularly exquisite. They are all famous dishes from Jiangnan, namely stewed Suke, raw fried turtle, Jinling scallops, hibiscus crucian carp, chrysanthemum jade version, and grilled mandarin fish. Since Zhang Zhun traveled to this world, he has either pancakes or steamed buns or big fish and meat. He has never tried the authentic famous dishes from Jiangnan, and naturally he has a lot of appetite when he sees it.

Zhang Zhun sat down, and Yun Pei came up to serve and pour wine.

Yun Yi held the pipa and sat in the corner of the boudoir, preparing to play music.

Yun Shang was wearing a light veil and long colorful silk, obviously he was about to prepare to dance.

Sure enough, Ji Yuqing waved her hand casually, and the sound of the pipa sounded softly. At the same time, Yun Yi also spread her crisp voice and hummed. It was the most popular "Yanshan Pavilion. Cut Ice Silk" in the brothel. This poem was written by Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty when Zhao Ji was captured by the Jin soldiers. It was really sad and heartbreaking. Most talented brothel women like to sing such a slightly sad poem.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhun doesn't like it very much. He never likes to watch tragedies. As a person who travels through time in the future, he is even more depressed by the history of Jingkang's shame. As an emperor, Zhao Ji only knows how to spend time and drink, and die of drunkenness and dreams, which is worse than Chongzhen. Even if the poems he wrote are of good mood, Zhang Zhun doesn't like it. He frowned and said, "Boss Ji, can you change one? What's so nice about crying?"

Yun Yi's face changed slightly, and a stronger disgust flashed in her eyes. However, with the precedent of Yun Shang's biting her lips before, Yun Yi didn't dare to show anything, so she had to stop the pipa.

Ji Yuqing's eyes were as charming as silk and her red lips were dripping. She glanced at Zhang Zhun and said in a sweet voice: "What kind of music do you like, sir?"

Zhang Zhun said casually: "The flowers are so full of the moon."

Ji Yuqing said with some confusion: "What kind of song is this? Why have I never heard it before? Otherwise, I will have a cheerful song "The Song of the Nishang and the Feathered Clothes"?"

Zhang Zhun nodded and said, "Okay!"

Yun Yi fiddled with the pipa, and the music became much lighter. Yun Shang then swayed the colorful silk and danced, showing the most beautiful posture. "The Song of the Nishang Feathered Clothes" was played by Emperor Minghuang of Tang, and Yang Guifei danced. With Yang Guifei's plump body, Yun Shang, who was much lighter than Yang Guifei, was naturally even better.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhun's thoughts were all about Ji Yuqing, but he didn't pay much attention to the three sisters of the Yun family. No matter how good the music or the dance posture was, it could not hide Ji Yuqing's beauty! He insisted on not relaxing, never giving up until he achieved his goal, and would never be attracted by others. His previous life experience told him that if he wanted to get a woman, he would have to pester her, be indomitable, shameless, and use any means.

During the meal, Ji Yuqing took out a bottle of treasured wine and said with a smile: "This is the best Huadiao wine. It is not the common Huadiao in the market. It was my family who picked the flowers of the four seasons before and after, gathering 998 kinds of petals such as peony, peony, rose, azalea, lotus, osmanthus, etc., and brewed by the most wise master. Only our Yiqinglou can have it."

While speaking, he poured a small cup for Zhang Zhun.

Zhang Zhun smiled and nodded, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one go.

Before the wine entered his throat, Zhang Zhun felt something was wrong. He had learned the lesson of the incense sect's plot. Now he is very sensitive to poisons and so on. Ji Yuqing took out this bottle of Huadiao wine, so Zhang Zhun certainly did not dare to take it lightly. He immediately recognized that Huadiao wine was strange. However, what was contained in it was not poison, but...

Ecstasy!

aphrodisiac!

This Ji Yuqing is indeed strange.

It is very common to provide aphrodisiacs to customers in brothels. After all, many customers have been overused due to excessive indulgence, and are not so straight and need to rely on medicine to help them liven up. However, there are also ecstasy drugs in the aphrodisiacs, which means they have bad intentions. Unless they open a black store and want to rob the customers’ money! Could it be that Ji Yuqing, the Yiqing Building, is actually a black store?

Zhang Zhun pretended not to know, drank Huadiao wine in one go, pretending to be very enjoyable and said, "It's delicious! It's really delicious! I'll have two more glasses!"

Ji Yuqing smiled and took away the Huadiao wine, her cheeks became more and more delicate, and her plump lips seemed to seep out of water. She said with a charming look: "Sir, don't drink too much! If you get drunk, it will be meaningless for a while! I will also serve you!"

When Zhang Zhun came out of the bathroom, his whole body had been carefully washed by Yun Pei.

When Ji Yuqing saw Zhang Zhun come out, she said shyly: "Sir, you are waiting for me on the bed, and I will go and take a shower first."

Zhang Zhun said urgently: "No, I can't help it."

Ji Yuqing chuckled and said charmingly: "That won't work. I have always been used to it."

Zhang Zhun had no choice but to say helplessly: "Okay, I'll wait for you in bed!"

Ji Yuqing then went to blow out the candle.

Zhang Zhun asked strangely: "What are you doing when you blow out the candle?"

Ji Yuqing chuckled and said, "I am not used to lighting."

Zhang Zhun said: "It's boring to have no candlelight!"

Ji Yuqing said shyly: "No! I'm shy! Sir, just let me go! I finally stay with you once!"

Zhang Zhun had no choice but to say regretfully: "Then... OK!"

Ji Yuqing blew out all the candlelight one by one and turned around and went into the bathroom.

The darkness suddenly came into the boudoir, and there were only the faint starlight coming in from outside. However, the starlight was very weak. Unless you had strong eyesight, you would definitely not be able to see the scenery in front of you, let alone distinguish the figure in front of you.

The sound of water bathing sounded in the bathroom, and it should be Ji Yuqing's bathing. After a while, the sound of water gradually subsided. Then he heard Ji Yuqing's voice whispering: "Sir, I am going to come out. I am not wearing any clothes. Don't light a candle, otherwise I will not go out."

Zhang Zhun said slowly: "You come out, everything will be followed by you."

Ji Yuqing responded in a low voice, and then someone tiptoed out from inside and came to the bed. In a vague way, you could see a naked body with a strong fragrance of flowers on her body. It seemed that in the bathtub, Ji Yuqing had put down many petals.

Zhang Zhun said urgently: "Boss Ji, I can't help it, hurry up."

The woman shyly said nothing and threw herself into Zhang Zhun's arms. One hand was like an octopus, lingering on Zhang Zhun's body. Her plump breasts pressed on Zhang Zhun's body, full of elasticity. Her other hand was directly holding Zhang Zhun's vital points, gently slid up and down, and from time to time, gently stroked the monk's head with her fingernails, which made Zhang Zhun's body shivering, which was really indescribable.

However, Zhang Zhun did not enter the alley immediately, but reached out and gently pressed her neck quietly. After a while, her hands slowly loosened. Zhang Zhun hugged her body, slowly placed it on the bed, and covered it with a quilt. Then, Zhang Zhun quietly got up, walked to the bathroom door, and leaned quietly there.

A moment later, someone tiptoed out quietly in the bathroom. Her movements were very light, so light that it was difficult to detect. Zhang Zhun gently stretched out his hand, cut it behind her neck, and hugged her gently. He carried her to the bed, placed it horizontally, and then lit the candlelight.

"Sure enough."

Looking at the two women lying on the bed, he opened his mouth and sneered slightly.

It turned out that the first person who came out of the bathroom and fell into Zhang Zhun's arms was not Ji Yuqing, but another woman. This woman had a pretty face, a very outstanding figure, and a very plump breast. What's even more rare is that this woman's appearance is seventy-sixth-slightly similar to Ji Yuqing. In the case of lust and lust, who could tell that the woman in her arms was not the real Ji Yuqing? Maybe she could not wait to enter the alley. When she was in a romance, who would have thought that she was not Ji Yuqing?

As for Ji Yuqing herself, she changed into a golden nightgown, with two thin suspenders tied to her round shoulders. Her arms were like lotus roots, and a string of gold necklaces hung around her white and delicate neck. The yellow jade pendant was temporarily gone. The nightgown seemed to be cut according to her figure, tightening her waist, and tightly wrapped around her hips, outlining her beautiful waist and plump buttocks.

Looking at her flowery face, her curved and thin eyebrows were carefully drawn, and you can vaguely see that the eyebrows are filled with pink, which makes them more charming. The eyelashes are curled, the eyes are affectionate, the red lips are dripping, and the sleeping hair is curved. Ji Yuqing's nightgown is soft and drooping, and the smooth nightgown must feel great to touch... However, the underside of the nightgown is smoother.

"Smart is wrong by cleverness..."
Chapter completed!