Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Nan Qiao only turned around for a moment. After a slight pause, he continued to pull the person forward.

Nan Qiao is not a frequent visitor here, but she still comes here occasionally to do business. She has a good memory and remembers the layout of the building clearly.

Pulling people to turn left and right, almost charging through the crowd.

There was a lot of singing and dancing, and there was a lot of noise in the building. On the stage in the middle of the building, women wearing light gauze clothes were dancing gracefully. There were people coming and going, the women's cute smiles, the male protagonist's roughness, and the... Two indistinguishable male and female jokes could be heard endlessly.

Song Shiyun was pulled forward by Nan Qiao, not daring to raise his head at all and not showing the slightest bit of Nan Qiao's calmness.

He really couldn't do it, holding hands with the princess and strolling around in the brothel.

Any single factor in this would drive him crazy, let alone when these factors are piled together.

"We're here." Nan Qiao suddenly stopped, and Song Shiyun also stopped, still with his head lowered.

"Prime Minister, don't you look up?"

Song Shiyun hesitated for a moment, then raised his head.

The place in front of me almost changed. It was large and empty. It was not at all as lively as before, except for a few weird sounds occasionally.

Only then did Song Shiyun realize that the previous hustle and bustle was far away from them.

"Prime Minister, do you want to know where this place is?"

"...Where?" Song Shiyun instinctively felt something was wrong, and the hairs on his body stood up.

"Ha-" Nan Qiao smiled softly, but did not tell him directly, "The Prime Minister will know about it soon."

After saying that, with another force on his hand, he pulled Song Shiyun to a door with exquisite wood grain carvings.

Although such a door looks good, it is not soundproof. Previously, when it was far away, the place was empty and there were many echoes, making it difficult to hear clearly. Now that it is closer, the sounds inside are clearly transmitted to Song Shiyun's ears.

Song Shiyun didn't understand at first, but as he listened, his eyes suddenly widened and his face turned red.

What kind of weird noise is this? It's obviously...

"Your Highness, how could you..." Song Shiyun couldn't say the next words, and his body was about to retreat hurriedly.

Come to think of it, how could Nan Qiao bring him to a place like this for something serious?

But directly eavesdropping on other people's corners is too much beyond human limits.

Her Majesty the Princess is actually able to do such a shameless thing.

"Don't move." Nan Qiao didn't use any action to stop Song Shiyun's retreat, but just said three words lightly.

Song Shiyun: "..."

He always felt that Nan Qiao was threatening him.

Song Shiyun gritted his teeth and stood still.

"Does the Prime Minister know why this place is not as lively as the front hall?"

"I don't know." What could he know in a place like this?

"As I treat the Prime Minister, naturally there are people who have the same preferences as me."

What is - the same preference?

Song Shiyun vaguely understood something.

Nan Qiao will probably always shock him, because in the next second, under Song Shiyun's shocked and horrified eyes, Nan Qiao directly pushed open the door.

Then, he grabbed him, who was completely stunned and turned into a log, and forced him in together.

The two people inside immediately screamed.

As soon as Song Shiyun heard this cry, his body and mind tensed up, and he immediately closed his eyes before even having time to glance into the room.

See no evil, see no evil...

I kept thinking in my heart, full of shame and anger.

Nan Qiao, what on earth is she going to do?