The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

Li Xixiao raised an eyebrow and looked at the madam, saying quietly: "I have violated a taboo by showing my face in public today, and I will be punished by my family when I return home if I still reveal my family background at this time. I will just hang myself with a white silk thread."

The madam was frightened and her forehead veins were throbbing. "Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. But this is our signature place to have fun, and the ladies here are all busy. It is inappropriate for you to suddenly call everyone here. I can guarantee that the woman you are looking for is not here. If you don't have anything to do, please go back. We don't welcome female guests here." The madam's face changed and she ordered them to leave.

Since you don't dare to provoke him, just drive him away quickly to avoid trouble.

Li Xiying guessed her reaction, but he was not upset that he did not achieve his goal. After all, there were so many brothels, and it was not easy to find one named Shanluo. It all depended on fate.

"Okay, if Shanluo is really here with you, please tell her the news." Li Xiying said as she stood up and slightly adjusted the wrinkles of her skirt.

"What news?" the madam asked, unable to suppress her confusion.

Li Xiying paused. She didn't expect that she would ask this out of curiosity.

"It's her grandmother. Today..." After saying that, Li Xiying lifted her skirt and took a step forward.

"What today?"

"Forget it. What's the point of telling you if the person is not here?" He glanced at all the women in the hall and then slowly disappeared into the misty street. The madam suddenly felt as if she was being played, but she didn't know why.

The building was still bustling with activity. Although the gorgeously dressed prostitutes were all very beautiful, they were like hibiscus birds locked in a cage. They had lost their freedom and the will to yearn for freedom.

The bird's eyes were already blurry and it was in the darkness, so escape was no longer a possibility.

Even if she escaped from the cage, it was difficult to escape the bad fate arranged by the outside world. If she was lucky enough to meet Shanluo, she would definitely take her with her, which would also be the wish of the old lady.

The only prerequisite is that she has to wait until this period of time has passed and she can settle down. Now she is penniless and can't afford to feed her.

I came to the brothel to find her just to know if she was safe.

Maybe she is not in this brothel, then in another one. Maybe she is just like them at this moment, with her feet deeply stuck in the quagmire and unable to extricate herself. Sometimes money is really a good thing and can solve most of the problems in the world.

After going around in circles, she returned to the original place. There was a crowd of people not far away, as if something big had happened. There were too many people, and they were squeezing around with umbrellas. She was not too curious and just walked somewhere else.

It is said that curiosity is the reason why people like to gather together, but they often ignore that "curiosity" can also harm others. This was told to her by her fourth uncle, and it must not be nonsense, and she was hungry.

Just then she suddenly felt a burning gaze on her back.

"Lady in a white skirt and blue shawl, I will draw a portrait for you for free! It doesn't look like it's free!" A woman's shrill voice came from behind. In a street full of hoarse voices, this voice seemed very abrupt, but not pleasant.

Li Xi stopped still, and was sure that the person who was staring at her just now was probably the place where the voice came from. She seemed to be the only one wearing a white skirt and a blue shawl on the street.

On a temporary small stall at the intersection, a large oil-paper umbrella was fixed on the stall, blocking the misty drizzle like smoke.

A woman covered her face with a green cloth, sitting on a stall holding a brush. On the stall stood a row of brushes of varying lengths and thicknesses, with a few paintings of ladies hanging beside them. There was no title at the end, so it remains to be verified whether the owner of the stall painted them.

Li Xiqi immediately waved his hand to indicate that he was unwilling. Moreover, he was penniless now. Not to mention the reward for the portrait, he didn't even have food to eat.

But the man got off the stall and held Li Xiying tightly, with pleading eyes, as if he would not stop until he painted. Then he said, "Forget it, forget it. I don't want your money. You have a beautiful face and natural beauty. Just consider it as supporting my business and letting me open a shop, okay?"

Li Xixiao turned a deaf ear to him. She didn't have the leisure time for that.

Suddenly I remembered that the entourage of the carriage owner I met today also covered his face.

Are you all afraid of the cold?

"I have something to do, sorry." No matter where she came from, it would certainly not do her any good to stay any longer. After all, she also has an stomach and needs food.

She was thinking about how to fill her stomach before taking care of other people's affairs. She didn't mind working for others, but no one wanted to hire her after walking all the way.

“How about this, I’ll give you money!” the stall owner begged, his eyes full of sincerity, and he refused to let me go.

"Give me money?" Li Xi was suspicious, "Wouldn't that mean I'd lose money? What's the point of doing business at a loss?" He couldn't help but doubt her intentions.

"It's like this. I'm from the Western Regions, and I haven't opened my shop for several months, so I wanted to paint your picture to attract customers and drum up business." The woman said hurriedly and earnestly, tears welling up in her eyes. To others, it looked like the locals were bullying a foreigner.

Li Xi asked back: "Can't you put up a bronze mirror and draw a picture of yourself?"

"There is a portrait of me among these paintings of ladies, but unfortunately my appearance is mediocre and not pleasing to the eye." She lowered her head and said hesitantly.

For the first time, Li Xi was troubled by money. She had never known that hunger was no less than torture. The wine shop not far away was doing quite well, mainly because of the aroma wafting out of it, which attracted many customers.

The signature dish of the tavern was her favorite golden millet and clove minced meat.

The painter waited for her reply without haste.

Li Xiying still had a little worry in her heart. If she drew her portrait, wouldn't the people sent by her grandfather to look for her see it and know that she didn't run away far away...

But then I thought about it...

Just see it if you want to. Seeing it doesn’t necessarily mean you can find her. Filling your stomach is what’s important.

"So how much money do you plan to give?" Li Xiying looked into her eyes. It seemed that her eyes were the only part of her body exposed for others to see.

There seemed to be nothing special about those eyes. The only memorable point was the mole in the middle of the nose bridge. The size of the cinnabar made the eyes look less ordinary.

Painter: "Ten cents?"

Li Xiying: “…”

Painter: "One tael of silver?"

"..."

"Ten strings of cash?"

"Ten strings of cash?" What is ten strings of cash enough for? My grandma said that her favorite dish, golden millet, would cost one gold coin, no more, no less!

Just when Li Xixiao was standing speechless beside the painting stall and arguing with the stall owner, it was exactly a quarter of an hour after she left the brothel.

There were many people gathered not far from the door, watching the excitement in Xunle Tower. The incident happened half a quarter of an hour ago.

A woman jumped down from the attic of a brothel. The moist and misty sky was disturbed by a falling figure, and a scream was heard from the ground in an instant.