Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Seeing that the woman landed leisurely in the middle of the stage, Hong Ling lightly tossed it and began to dance.

Her movements are a little strange, sometimes enchanting and light-hearted, sometimes heroic, and a little energetic in every move. Du Qingheng glanced at it and knew that this woman should have some skill.

The spectators in the audience were all itched by the woman. Du Qingheng was looking up and preparing to ask Feng Xuanming, and Feng Xuanming also happened to look back at him and muttered: "This is singing and dancing in a foreign land. It's rare in Shun Guo's territory!"

Du Qingheng felt clear, turned his head and looked at the singing and dancing people downstairs.

The music at this time became more mysterious and enchanting. The woman was as agile and light as a proud peacock, changing various dance poses on the stage, causing the audience to exclaim and applaud.

After the dance was finished, just when everyone was still in the mood, the woman on the stage suddenly raised her head and looked at the box where Feng Xuanming and Du Qingheng were, and said:

"I heard that Young Master Mu Chen is here today? And also brought a girl?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience suddenly became a sensation.

No one knows that there is a rule in this Baizui Lou. Unless it is a geisha in the Baizui Lou, other women are not allowed to enter the Baizui Lou, because this is a place for men to entertain.

Although Baizuilou never forced the geisha to do skin and flesh business, only according to the geisha's wishes, if they are interested in any son, even if they don't need money, it is all right.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Mu Shen, a frequent visitor to Baizui Tower, was the first to break the rules here. The spectators in the audience did not dare to say anything, they could only feel resentful in their hearts, and watch the excitement more with the mentality of watching the theater.

Although Feng Xuanming is the owner of this Baizui Building, the person who is named outside is a non-existent person. The only person who knows Feng Xuanming is the owner of Baizui Building is the shopkeeper here.

When the shopkeeper on the side heard that the woman was so publicly targeting Feng Xuanming, he almost broke out in a cold sweat without being frightened, and ran forward, standing under the stage and shouting in panic:

"Ouch, my aunt, you can stop for a while. Hurry, hurry, come down."

"I won't, why can Young Master Mu Chen ignore the rules of this Baizui Building! Don't put us in your eyes!"

The woman snorted slightly, rather displeased, frowning and pouting her lips in a guilty way.

It turned out that she was the oiran of Baizuilou, Nuo Simu, and Feng Xuanming was the one who put her heart on her heart.

Everyone knows that the son of Mu Shen is rich or noble, and his identity is mysterious and extraordinary. Every time he comes to Baizui Lou, he will order the Northwood sign, but this time he came to Baizui Lou, but no one told him in advance. Scream.

And he also brought a girl, one can imagine how angry this Northum is today.

"Grandma, I'm begging you, don't make a fuss, this is a huge crowd, so people can see you so much!" The shopkeeper had no choice but to stagger with the help of the thugs, and barely climbed onto the stage. , Moved to Northwood's side to calm down.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to kneel down for Northwood, but Northwood was still reluctant, so that the shopkeeper almost did not breathe, but fortunately, the thugs who followed the shopkeeper supported him.

"Mr. Mu Chen, you won't give us an explanation today, huh, I won't go down!" Nuosimu was determined that Feng Xuanming would not do anything to her, and said more brazenly.

"Mu Shen, would you like to go down? You can't let this girl go on fooling around."

Du Qingheng saw Feng Xuanming so pity for the first time, and tolerated a person from the bottom of his bones, and an inexplicable sorrow and sorrow welled up in his heart, so he had to remind him softly.

"Hey, I'm so used to her that I have made her so lawless!" Feng Xuanming smiled helplessly, and a soft light appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Mu Chen called out several times, but Mu Chen didn't respond, Northwood on the stage couldn't help but anxious, his red eyes almost crying.

The people in the audience were so distressed that they could not wait to rush up to protect Northwood in their arms, softly coaxing, just to make the beauty not cry.

Just when Northwood was about to jump off the stage and leave, Feng Xuanming in the third-floor box suddenly jumped out of the window, jumped down, grabbed the red silk in the middle of the stage, and slowly landed on Northwood. By her side, she hugged her into her arms and kissed her deeply in front of everyone.

The people who watched were envious, and they sighed: "A good pair of splendid couples with talents and women."

Even Du Qingheng upstairs almost didn't exclaim. When she reacted, Feng Xuanming was embracing other women in her arms at the moment, besides infinite sadness, there was also a hint of unwillingness looming in her heart.

Knowing that Feng Xuanming didn't have herself in her heart, it was only for the secrets of the Dashun Dynasty to treat her so well, but Du Qingheng still couldn't help but sink in.

When the two people downstairs are deeply affectionate, it is difficult to separate.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door of Du Qingheng's box was violently kicked open. A bunch of brawny men swarmed up, and they dragged Du Qingheng out of the room.

"Ah, who are you? What are you going to do!"

Du Qingheng didn't know anything. When his brain was blank, he was thrown on the dazzlingly illuminated stage. The intense light pierced her so that she couldn't open her eyes, and she subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.

After a period of silence, there was a surge of ridicule and scolding in his ears, and that sound, sentence by sentence, cut the flesh of Du Qingheng's heart like a sharp knife.

"Ah, monster, there is such a deformity in this world?"

"Why does this kind of thing live in the world? It's an insult to our eyes!"

"Let her get out, so ugly, she still doesn't have legs? Hahaha, she doesn't have legs?"

Du Qingheng listened to these words of humiliation to her, tears gushing out uncontrollably, and he lowered his head in a panic, lying on the ground, hoping that people would no longer look at her.

"No, no, don't look at me, don't say any more, don't, please, please, please."

Du Qingheng's sorrowful pleadings did not exchange people's pity for her. On the contrary, everyone ridiculed Du Qingheng even more.

"What are you doing! Shut up, shut up!" Feng Xuanming frowned when he saw this sudden scene, and squatted down to protect Du Qingheng in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here!"

Northwood on the side saw that Feng Xuanming felt so distressed that the woman in front of her with a disability and an unknown source suddenly overturned the jealousy in her heart.

Northwood asked almost hoarsely:

"Mu Shen! You explain to me clearly who she is, such a woman who doesn't have any legs and still wears a cap and dare not see anyone, why are you protecting her like this!"

"Hat?" Du Qingheng heard Nuo Simu say so, and quickly reached out and touched his face. After feeling the rough texture of his fingertips, Du Qingheng was relieved.

Ok! The thing covering the face was not removed in the process of pulling...

Everything happened too suddenly, and Du Qingheng had not had time to react, and was suddenly thrown into the crowd, without thinking of what he had already changed.