Chapter 181 Qing Leng Buddha 9
When he walked outside the Red Sleeve Tower, the emperor understood what Lin Chunhuan meant. He couldn't react for a moment and subconsciously said, "You are a prostitute..."
No When the emperor finished speaking, Lin Chunhuan lowered his eyes and took his arm out of the other party's hand, with some easily detectable resistance in his movements, "I'm already here. Thank you 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 hear that there was anger in Lin Chunhuan's words. The meaning was there, and he was suddenly a little anxious. He didn't 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?
Besides, 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 swallowed them in the end. 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 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.
“Okay.”
The emperor let out a long breath and said, "The poor monk will not go in. Female benefactor, please excuse me."
After bowing politely and distantly, Lin Chunhuan's face was calm, but his eyes were a bit anxious, and he couldn't help but look towards Falling in the distance, according to the time she calculated, this time.
The regent should be here!
Why have you been waiting so long and still no one is there?
Is it possible 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, 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 fading 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 could only 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 that you, little monk, won't be willing..."
"Extraordinary moments You are doing something extraordinary, and you don’t have to worry about so much at this time, so please ask the female donor to lead the way!”
“Okay, there is a hidden back door over there, I will take you there.” Lin Chunhuan sipped. Lip, before the emperor could react, he grabbed his wrist.
The Prince Regent was not here for the Emperor, so he did not 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 moment of smoothness in the palm of my hand makes me feel distraught, and my heart can't stop itching.
In front of the meeting, Lin Chunhuan had not noticed that the emperor was silent for a moment and did not shake the little hand away at the first time, thinking about something strange. Just for a while, it doesn’t matter for a while...
"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 business, to put it bluntly, she cannot escape the matter of pleasing men. Even if she does not 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.
Everyone takes what he needs.
Even for the emperor, even if he was taking advantage of him, Lin Chunhuan did not feel guilty.
An emperor who doesn't even care about the country for the sake of women is definitely not a good emperor, let alone a pure person.
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. 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 so much to the female donor 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, why not call me Ah Huan."
Lin Chunhuan smiled lightly, although there was still a smile on her face. She is wearing a veil, but when she lowers her head, the arc of her eyes raised has been practiced countless times to ensure that what the other party can see is definitely her most affectionate appearance.
My throat felt dry for a moment, and these 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 They all call me that.”
Afu’s shadow in his heart was broken for just a moment. The emperor’s heart suddenly sounded alarm, and he quickly withdrew his gaze and stared at the dirty shoe uppers. , "Then I...little monk will first..."
"Those people shouldn't have gone far yet. If you go out now, I'm afraid you will be hit by them!"
Lin Chunhuan was a little anxious.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the emperor's broad sleeve, 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 a boudoir filled 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.