After committing myself to madly criticizing the governor, I was confused

Chapter 325: Men can’t love each other

Zhuque Street, which surrounds the famous Weixiang Road, is where many brothels, goulan and brothels from all three religions and nine streams gather in the capital.

There is not only female style here, but also a male style hook-up bar for men who are addicted to Longyang.

Xueyao would occasionally receive expensive remuneration for playing pipa.

She is now in the palace and cannot escape as a suspect.

The old madam who invited Xueyao to perform was not around for a long time and was full of foul words.

"Damn it, you stinky bitch, you can't get rid of the oily thing in your crotch after entering the palace? I gave you so much money as a deposit, but you actually let me go for two days!"

The old madam flicked the handkerchief and it was as if the scent had infused it for three days and three nights. The smell made people feel nauseous and they rolled their eyes in annoyance.

"Young Master Xuan is not here either! Oh, my Young Master Xuan. My brothel is not as big as other brothels, but Young Master Xuan can take care of my business for a month as soon as he comes. Now that Xue Yao is not here, he can't come either. Not coming. Hey..."

The old madam was about to shed tears of sadness, but when she saw the guests coming, she immediately stopped them like a magic trick.

With a smile on his face, he waved his handkerchief and twisted his waist as thick as a bucket to win over the guests.

And Mr. Xuan, whom the old madam was talking about, was teasing a male prostitute in the Jackdaw House not far from here.

The gauze on the window lattice is as light as a dream, soothing the empty heart of the world.

The male prostitute snuggled into his arms and Master Zhuxuan fed him grapes.

“Mr.

Mr. Xuan was considerate and not too dirty. He picked up the grape skins from his mouth with his hands and put them on the plate.

He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and stroked the cheek of the man in his arms.

"Of course I miss you. And lately, there have been so many good things. No annoying woman bothers me, which is a great thing! The weather is nice today, I will compose a poem for Zhenzhen..."

The man in her arms is named Zhenzhen. In order to win over the guests, he has to put an arty label on his head.

But if you ask him to actually write poetry, it is completely impossible for him to write poetry.

Fortunately, Mr. Xuan's poems are easy to understand, and one can easily comment on them.

"Young master, I heard that something big happened in the palace. Do you know what happened? I want to hear it too." Zhenzhen said coquettishly, her tone coquettish.

Mr. Xuan raised his eyebrows: "It's nothing. The person I hate happened to be struck by a bolt of lightning from the sky, and he died. Do you think I should be happy?"

Zhenzhen opened her ignorant eyes and had a face that was as delicate as a woman's, very curious.

Seeing that Mr. Xuan was unwilling to say more, he did not dare to ask any more questions.

Observing words and expressions is a basic quality for male prostitutes.

Afterwards, I leaned my head gently on Mr. Xuan's shoulder and watched Mr. Xuan writing poems on the paper.

"God is open-minded. As long as we make a wish, it will definitely come true..."

"Haha, it must be so. My Zhenzhen is sensible."

At this moment, the fragrance of the short man's lotus is scattered, and the men are intoxicated and unable to feel their feelings.

……

After traveling south for several days, I was exhausted after all.

Only Chen Yu was in high spirits and sat in the carriage chattering for two hours without feeling sleepy.

Instead, he was full of energy and took the initiative to take charge of the errand of whipping the horse's butt to make it move forward quickly.

Actually, I just want to be closer to Butler Mo.

Sometimes, Mo Qili would ride a horse, and sometimes he would take the initiative to find directions and do the work of driving the carriage.

There are two carriages in total.

We need to make a quick decision this time when we go south. I will ask Master Qiu some questions before returning to Beijing immediately.

Therefore, the team is composed of elites and does not have many followers.

The guards of Dongchang were all on horseback, and Xiao Qi and Ye Xiaoer were sitting in a carriage.

The other carriage was prepared for the families of Chen Yu and Xiao Yao.

However, it can also be said that the other carriage was prepared for Xiao Yao alone.

Because there are always some Chen Yu, hanging around in Ye Xiaoer's carriage.

Without Mo Qili's following, Chen Yu would question his previous decision.

If Aunt Coral hadn't met them, would she not have died?

If he and Xiao Yao hadn't blindly gone to the capital to look for the young lady, the young lady might have taken the initiative to look for them in a few days.

Therefore, going to Beijing this time was really unnecessary. As a result, Xiaoyao fell ill and was unable to maintain good health.

But now, I feel that I really came to the right time to go to the city this time!

As for Aunt Coral and Xiao Yao, it might be fate that the culprit is the murderer, not him. She has to correct her attitude and not blindly blame herself!

The most important thing is, if you don't go to Beijing, where will you have the opportunity to be close to Mo Qili?

Can you still say a few words to him, listen to his voice, and secretly smell the refreshing smell emanating from his body?

Once you smell it, it is refreshing.

The second time I smelled it, it felt a bit overwhelming.

After hearing it three times, I couldn’t stop.

It's really a death without regrets.

Chen Yu bared his big teeth, and because of shyness and nervousness, he pursed his lips with the tip of his tongue and pinched his voice hard.

"Well, Butler Mo, actually, I, I, I, like, like, you..."

Mo Qili was expressionless: "I like myself too."

Chen Yu was overjoyed and actually swallowed his saliva.

"Then we, we are..."

"Love rival..."