Chapter 691: Be good, my wife loves you (2)
The Nanfeng Pavilion is equivalent to the Flower House in ancient times, but the Nanfeng Pavilion is filled with men.
In this female-dominated society, men's status is inferior to that of women. The more beautiful a man is, the easier it is to please women.
Just like now, the men dancing on the stage.
They were wearing gauze clothes that could barely cover their skin.
In the middle, there was a veiled man sitting there with his head lowered, with a guqin in front of him.
Some people around him clicked their tongues and said, "This oiran is different. His temperament is no worse than those of the young masters from aristocratic families. I just don't know what he looks like."
As soon as the words fell, the people on the stage stood up gracefully.
His fingers fell on the veil and lifted it gently.
The veil fell to the ground and there was silence.
I saw the oiran with golden flowers on his eyebrows, a light powder on his face, and pink lipstick on his lips. He stood there, looking extremely beautiful.
The sound of gasping came and went.
The Madam came onto the stage from behind and said with a sweet smile: "Everyone here tonight is lucky. We, Qingwan, have been here for so long, but we have always been a showman, not a prostitute, and we have never shown our faces. Tonight, Whoever offers the most money will be accompanied by Qingwan.”
As if to confirm the bustard's words, Qingwan leaned forward slightly, then raised his head and showed a smile to the people below.
Yun Fanfan was not very interested and looked away again.
She was not interested, but her subordinates were very interested, and their eyes widened.
It seems that the aesthetics of this plane are also different.
Men like women who look rugged and strong, and women like men who are feminine and beautiful.
During the bidding, the atmosphere was very high.
Everyone was red-faced and wanted to have this wonderful night.
Finally, one of Yun Fanfan's subordinates stood up and shouted: "Five thousand taels of silver."
As soon as she spoke, the other women fell silent. Five thousand taels of silver is already a lot, and even a rich man would probably not spend one thousand taels of silver to buy a night with the oiran.
At this price, you can almost buy three or four of these courtesans.
The Madam was very happy. After whispering a few words to Qingwan, Qingwan opened her lips and said, "Then tonight, I belong to this young lady. Rong Qingwan goes back to the room to freshen up."
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As soon as Qingwan left, it was as if the souls of everyone else had been taken away.
But without money, I can only envy others.
Yun Fanfan sat here for a while and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
The subordinate next to her noticed her abnormality immediately and asked considerately: "General, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yun Fanfan frowned and said, "I have a headache. It should be because I drank too much."
The subordinate looked troubled: "We all plan to sleep here tonight. If the general has a headache, why don't I buy a room and the general can just stay here for one night?"
Yun Fanfan nodded.
After a while, she stood up and found that she was a little unsteady.
Someone next to her smiled and took her upstairs.
After sending her into the room, all the subordinates were gone, and the door was thoughtfully closed by them.
The decoration in the room is very exquisite, including a Chinese tent, an incense burner, and a screen and table.
There is a gauze partition in front, and the bed behind the gauze can be vaguely seen.
She walked unsteadily, lifted the veil, and walked to the bed.
The bed is covered with gauze curtains, which hang down to the ground and are very soft in color.
Yun Fanfan felt as if something was gnawing at him inside his body. It was numb and numb, and an indescribable feeling continued to go up his spine.
(End of chapter)