The night of the twelfth lunar month is biting cold, but the lights are brightly lit by the Jinshui River and are still lively.

Feng Cheng tightened his collar and couldn't help but sigh: "Men are so perseverance."

In such a cold day, if she didn't want to step out of the house, no, she didn't want to leave the bed.

Lu Xuan twitched slightly.

What does this have to do with perseverance? Feng Cheng likes to talk nonsense if he doesn't understand.

"Is it cold?" He reached out and held her.

Feng Cheng pushed it away, glanced at the left and right and whispered: "I'm wearing men's clothes."

Isn’t it shocking to see two men hugging each other?

Seeing her face turned red from cold, Lu Xuan regretted it a little: "I should come alone."

Feng Cheng glanced at him: "I think beautifully."

Lu Xuan touched the tip of his nose.

I just felt that Feng Cheng didn’t understand anything, but now it seems that he understands a little.

"Then go faster." He held Feng Cheng's hand under the shadow of the night.

Feng Cheng gently broke free: "Be careful."

The sign of Hongxing Pavilion is decorated with lights, which looks warm and ambiguous in the cold night. The Hua Niang, who is visiting guests, leaning outside the door, swaying her handkerchief and smiling.

Such a thin dress in Tianerhua Niang attracted Feng Cheng to take a look at her several times.

Hua Niang thought that the handsome young master was interested in her, so she leaned over with her chest: "Is this the first time that my young master has come?"

Xiangxiang's handkerchief brushed across her cheeks, Feng Cheng's nose moved, and she almost sneezes.

Lu Xuan's face turned cold. Before he could speak, Feng Cheng gently held Hua Niang's hand and said with a smile: "No, I've been here before."

"Oh, it turns out that I am a regular customer. I am so embarrassed. Please come in, two young masters." Hua Niang was now here, and her behavior became more casual, and she enthusiastically pulled Feng Cheng into Hongxing Pavilion.

Lu Xuan fell behind and watched Feng Cheng and Hua Niang laugh naturally, feeling extremely complicated.

He took his fiancée to the brothel, and suddenly he was left...

When I entered the hall, a heat wave came to my face, sweeping away the cold air on my body.

Hua Niang smiled and called the pimp mother: "Mom, two regular customers are here."

The madam came over and looked at the two young men whom Hua Niang led in, and her eyes subconsciously fell on Lu Xuan.

Two teenagers were taller and shorter, and the taller ones looked older, as if they were often there.

Feng Cheng smiled and said, "Mom doesn't remember me, I've been here before."

The madam then looked at Feng Cheng carefully and said with a smile: "Remember, remember, why can't you remember? Do the two young men have the lady they want to find?"

Feng Cheng glanced at Lu Xuan with a natural expression: "My brother is here for the first time. I don't have any familiar lady. Let's enjoy the singing and dancing first, and if you like it, then tell your mother."

"The two young men are watching first, and say whatever they need." The madam was kind and went to entertain other guests.

The singing and dancing have begun.

Lu Xuan's eyes fell on the dancing girl Hua, and lowered his voice and said, "You are quite familiar with it."

"Isn't this a good time?" Feng Cheng replied with confidence and looked at the people in the hall.

Someone came in one after another, and the madam was versatile and greeted her.

Feng Cheng shook his head: "This brothel has forgotten that I have been here at all, and he is calm on his face."

"When was the last time you came?"

"Oh spring, haven't you told you?"

Lu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's normal for me to forget it after so long."

He thought Feng Cheng was carrying him on his back and came to visit Jinshui River every now and then.

The two of them quietly observed the flower girl in the hall, but there was no gain.

"Why would you call out those well-known flower girls in the name of accompanying you to drink?" Feng Cheng whispered.

Lu Xuan avoided the charming eyes thrown by the dancing Hua Niang and denied the proposal: "No need."

Feng Cheng wondered: "Why is there no need?"

Lu Xuan was not sure whether Feng Cheng understood or not.

Seeing that she was still waiting for explanation, he had to say in an innocent tone: "The well-known Hua Niang wants to pick up customers, and it is inconvenient to use this identity as a cover."

Feng Cheng nodded, feeling a little regretful: "Then should we go back first?"

Lu Xuan Yuguang paid attention to the surroundings and whispered: "Since you are here, let's sneak in and take a walk. Compared to Hua Niang who is coming and seeing you, Ying Gu is more likely to choose to be a manager or a helper as a cover."

The atmosphere in the hall was just right, so the two of them avoided the people in Hongxing Pavilion and sneaked to the backyard.

Four-story buildings were built in Hongxing Pavilion, and there are three rows of low houses in the courtyard behind. These houses have kitchens, woodshed rooms, and more of the residences of miscellaneous people.

Compared to the brightly lit buildings, the light here is much dimmer. Except for the busy kitchen, there are people coming in and out, and the shadows in other places are as if they were at night.

This is undoubtedly very convenient for the two to cover their bodies.

Lu Xuan took Feng Cheng's hand and approached the kitchen, hiding in the dark to observe the people entering and leaving.

The kitchen is connected by several large houses. If you smell the intertwined fragrance, you can guess that there is more than one chef in the hands of the scoop, and there are more people who help and serve the dishes.

If a pleasure boat wants to keep guests, besides the beautiful and beautiful Hua Niang, of course, there is no need for food and wine.

After observing for a while, they found that the people who were responsible for serving the dishes were all pretty little girls, while the men were busy in the kitchen.

"It's unlikely to look." Feng Cheng's voice shook a little while eating the cold wind.

Lu Xuan tightened her hand with apprehension: "Go back first, come back another day."

Then I won’t bring Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng pursed his lips unwillingly, but nodded: "Yes."

Next time I won’t bring Lu Xuan here, it’s more convenient for me to go to the fourth floor alone to find out.

The two made a decision silently and planned to leave.

At this time, the voices were heard.

"Yun Gu is so amazing. The distinguished guest ate the dishes you cooked last time. I still have to eat them this time."

The person who spoke was a round-faced girl, holding a lamp in her hand to illuminate it.

The woman walking beside her couldn't tell her age for a moment and dressed as a woman.

Feng Cheng stared at the woman tightly until the woman walked into the kitchen by the little girl, and then she looked back at Lu Xuan.

"Lu Xuan, do you think she is Ying Gu?"

"It depends on age. According to Uncle Ling, Ying Gu is very beautiful. If you disguise yourself as a woman who is equally beautiful, it is much easier to pretend to be ugly than to pretend to be ugly."

Feng Cheng nodded in agreement.

The beauty of a beauty is not only looking at one face, but also looking at the temperament. One beauty dresses as another beauty, but it is better to look at the coordinated look at it as a mediocre woman.

"It's really strange." Feng Cheng stared at the kitchen door where the woman's back disappeared, frowned slightly.

“What’s strange?”

Feng Cheng subconsciously rubbed Lu Xuan's sleeves: "Uncle San said that he could see their similarities as soon as he saw Ying Gu, but he couldn't see them at all."

Lu Xuan smiled as if he hadn't noticed that the sleeves were kneaded into pickled vegetables, "Since it's normal to disguise, it's normal. What's so strange about this?"
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