Quickly wear multiple pregnancies, charming and charming the villain

When he walked outside the Red Sleeve Building, the emperor understood what Lin Chunhuan meant. He couldn't react for a moment and subconsciously said, "You are a prostitute..."

Before the emperor could finish speaking, Lin Chunhuan lowered his eyes and pulled his arm out of the other's hand, with some easily detectable resistance in his movements, "I'm already here. Thank you for today."

"Don't worry, I won't mention the fact that you and I know each other to others, and I won't disturb your Qingxiu because of my identity."

In fact, the emperor could tell that Lin Chunhuan's words contained a hint of anger, and he suddenly became anxious. He did not mean to look down on the other party's identity.

If given the choice, which woman from a good family would be willing to live in a prostitute?

Moreover, although Hongxiu Tower is a brothel, it does not engage in flesh and blood business. It is a rare and elegant place in Kyoto.

But those words of explanation were circulated in the emperor's mouth, and he finally swallowed them. Whether he was an emperor or a monk, it was not a good thing for him to be entangled with a brothel girl.

What's more, the two of them just met by chance. He didn't even know the other person's name, so there was no need to use his reputation for it.

"Ok."

The emperor let out a long breath and said, "The poor monk will not go in. The female benefactor please leave."

After bowing politely and distantly, Lin Chunhuan's face was calm, but her eyes were a bit anxious. Her eyes couldn't help but fall into the distance. According to the time she calculated, at this time.

The regent should be coming!

Why have you been waiting so long and still no one is there?

Could it be that the itinerary was changed because the emperor was not found?

Thousands of questions fell in Lin Chunhuan's mind. She tried her best to bring the emperor to the Red Sleeve Tower, knowing that the regent would come to get Qinghe's body deed at this time.

As long as the emperor doesn't want to be captured by the regent, then she has plenty of ways to bring people in. As long as she can get in... then the rest will be much easier.

But if the regent doesn't come...

Seeing the emperor's figure receding away, Lin Chunhuan bit her lips and even couldn't help but want to catch up.

She finally regained her life again, and she also successfully contacted the emperor. She couldn't let everything fall by the wayside at this time!

However, just when Lin Chunhuan was about to catch up, a somewhat panicked figure reappeared in front of her.

Quickly hiding the surprise in his eyes, Lin Chunhuan blinked, "Little monk? Why are you back again?"

"Female donor, is there a place where the young monk can take shelter?"

The emperor's breathing was a little rapid. He didn't hide last time because he knew that he couldn't hide at all, so he had to accept his fate honestly, but it was different now.

The regent hasn't discovered him yet, and he probably met him by chance.

If he could, he wouldn't want to go back to that palace for a day!

Lin Chunhuan frowned and looked helpless, "Yes, there is, but in this Red Sleeve Tower, I'm afraid you won't be willing, little monk..."

"Urgent times do extraordinary things. At this time, we don't have so much to worry about, so we ask the female donor to lead the way!"

"Well, there is a hidden back door over there. I will take you there." Lin Chunhuan pursed her lips and grabbed the emperor's wrist before he could react.

The regent was not here for the emperor, so he didn't spend much effort avoiding his sight. It was evening, when there were the most guests in the building.

The girls were all busy at the front, leaving the backyard empty.

After entering the door, the emperor realized that the two men were still holding hands tightly.

The smoothness in the palm of your hand makes you feel distraught for a moment, and your heart can't stop itching.

Before the meeting, Lin Chunhuan didn't realize that the emperor was silent for a moment and didn't even shake the little hand away immediately, thinking about something strange.

Just for a while, it doesn’t matter for a while...

"Feel sorry!"

Of course Lin Chunhuan would not have noticed it, and even everything was done intentionally by her, but she still blushed quickly after showing an expression of accidental discovery.

That shy and timid look is so heartwarming.

Although Hongxiulou does not deal in flesh and blood, to put it bluntly, she can't escape the matter of pleasing men. Even if she doesn't have many customers, she has done this thousands of times skillfully.

Every time, the guests can notice her innocence and shyness, and then spend a lot of money.

It happened so many times that she didn't even think there was anything wrong with it. The customers spent money to satisfy their vanity on these girls, thinking that their charm was infinite, the customers were happy, and they could make money.

Just take what you need.

Even for the emperor, Lin Chunhuan didn't feel guilty even if he was taking advantage of him.

An emperor who doesn't even care about the country for the sake of women is definitely not a good emperor, let alone a person with six roots of purity.

The so-called self-sufficiency is just that I haven't met the bargaining chip that suits my heart.

For example, now, the moment she let go, Lin Chunhuan clearly saw a hint of reluctance in the emperor's eyes. She used her beauty and friendship to exchange for the emperor's protection of the Red Sleeve Tower.

To put it bluntly, it is just a business where everyone gets what they need, and there is no difference in essence.

"It's okay, it's just... I'm in a hurry." The emperor responded softly. Except for Afu, he could no longer see the women next to him.

But I don't know why, the moment I let go, I felt inexplicably empty and uncomfortable.

"Thank you to the female benefactor for your help, little monk..."

"Don't talk about being a female benefactor. We have a life-long friendship after all. If you don't mind, you might as well call me Ah Huan."

Lin Chunhuan smiled lightly. Although her face was still covered with a veil, the arc of her eyes raised when she lowered her head had been practiced countless times to ensure that what the other party could see was definitely her most affectionate appearance.

His throat felt dry for a moment, and two simple words kept lingering in the emperor's heart. It took him a long while before he softly called out, "Ah Huan?"

"Well, everyone calls me that."

The shadow of Afu in his heart was broken for a moment, just for a moment. The emperor suddenly felt alarm bells in his heart. He quickly withdrew his gaze and stared closely at the dirty shoe uppers. "Then I...little monk..."

"Those people shouldn't have gone far yet. If you go out now, you might get hit by them!"

Lin Chunhuan was a little anxious.

Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed the emperor's broad sleeves, and then quickly retracted his hand as if he had been burned, "I mean, do you want to... hide again?"

The emperor had no idea what he was thinking.

By the time he reacted, he was already sitting in the boudoir, which was covered with pink curtains. The fresh floral and fruity scent was different from the ordinary smell of powder, and was not sweet.

On the contrary, it makes people feel extremely stable.

The bitter medicinal taste contained in it makes people calm down in an instant.