novelden Chapter 142 Visiting the "Chu Pavilion"
Chapter 142 Visiting the "Chu Pavilion"
As soon as Lin Shu and Feng Zhao entered, a pimp in his forties greeted them with a wide smile, his eyes scanning them up and down as if assessing their worth.
"Oh! You two ladies look unfamiliar? Please come this way!" The pimp's voice was sickeningly sweet, and he gently brushed the handkerchief in his hand across their noses, releasing a fragrant aroma.
"Lead the way." Lin Shu frowned coldly, seemingly unaccustomed to the overly strong fragrance.
Upon seeing this, the pimp's smile faltered. Did this man not understand the hint? Or had he misjudged them this time, and these were two poor bastards?
Feng Zhao smiled slightly and handed over two silver ingots.
The pimp's eyes immediately lit up. He swayed his body and walked ahead, occasionally turning back to look at Lin Shu, his smile becoming even more obsequious:
"Miss's presence is an honor to our humble abode! Please come upstairs immediately, and I will have the finest wine and dishes prepared."
Looking at the pimp's fawning attitude towards Lin Shu...
Feng Zhao, who was half a step behind (with a black line on his face): "..." What a waste of those two ingots of silver.
The pimp led them through the lobby, and Lin Shu silently observed its layout and the crowds moving around without any expression.
The hall was brightly lit, and the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air. On the high platform in the center, dancers dressed in light clothing danced gracefully.
The women were either drinking and making merry, flirting with the beauties in their arms, or even pulling the servants who served the wine and food down to their bodies. Whenever this happened, someone would immediately bring out a semi-transparent screen to separate them.
However, the alluring scenery partially hidden behind the screen, along with the occasional soft moans and groans, created a scene of utter debauchery.
Lin Shu and Feng Zhao followed the pimp up to the second floor, where he led them to a luxuriously decorated private room.
Inside the private room, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, and several elegant calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls. A round table was already set with exquisite snacks and fine wines, but the most surprising thing was the large bed behind the screen that could accommodate seven or eight people!
The pimp, having arranged the snacks to go with the drinks, was about to go downstairs with a knowing look on his face to arrange male prostitutes for them, but before he could leave, Lin Shu stopped him again:
"Could you please bring in that big, dumb guy by the door?"
The pimp rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. There was indeed someone at the entrance who had been surrounded by the male prostitutes: "Oh! Miss, you're too kind. I'll go and bring the person up to you right away!"
That's what they said, but the pimp didn't budge an inch. He shamelessly rubbed his hands together and turned his head, giving a meaningful look to Feng Zhao beside Lin Shu, thinking to himself:
[The woman at the entrance has been groped by the male prostitutes for so long; she's probably lost most of her money. He doesn't want to lose money on this.]
Seeing that the pimp hadn't moved for a while, Lin Shu looked at Feng Zhao with a puzzled expression.
Feng Zhao: "..."
"Get out of here!" Feng Zhao said speechlessly, throwing out another silver ingot to chase away the pimp.
The pimp hurriedly took it and said a few more auspicious words to Lin Shu.
Then he turned and walked out, taking three silver ingots out of his pocket as he did so. He took a big bite, which made him grimace, but his smile only deepened...
As the door closed, Feng Zhao turned to look at Lin Shu, who had an indifferent expression, and said with a forced smile, "Tsk, you go to the restaurant, and I pay! So I've become A-Shu's bodyguard?"
Lin Shu was taken aback, then remembered that the money had all been paid by the Crown Princess in front of her. She then took out a silver note, turned her head away, and said dryly, "Sorry."
Seeing her like this, Feng Zhao felt utterly frustrated and had nowhere to vent her anger. At this moment, she understood why her mother both loved and hated the Prince of Dingbei. He was truly detestable!
"Take it back. Do you think I, the Crown Princess, would even look at your paltry sums?"
Feng Zhao handed the silver note back with a helpless expression. As for being a guard, well, he might as well do it. It wasn't the first time he had been a guard for this person!
As soon as she finished speaking, the pimp pushed open the door with a big smile on his face, and the powder on his face fell off with his laughter.
As soon as he entered, he saw the Goddess of Wealth (Feng Zhao) hand him a silver note. He hurriedly took it and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.
Feng Zhao: "..." Is this for you? Take it!
Lin Shu: "..."
"Miss, I have brought this person to you."
The pimp, unaware of Feng Zhao and Lin Shu's thoughts, smiled obsequiously. He then stepped aside, revealing the person standing at the door.
Lin Shu glanced at it and then turned away with an indescribable expression. Feng Zhao wondered why she had such an expression, so she looked over there as well. When she saw it clearly, a string of black lines appeared on her forehead and her mouth twitched.
Five or six beautiful male prostitutes, dressed in thin veils, stood in a row at the door. Ji Wan, in the middle, was slapping the buttocks of the male prostitute next to her with a smug look on her face.
"Oh, you're so annoying!" The male prostitute blushed with embarrassment and gently bumped her with his buttocks. Ji Wan bumped back, but being a martial artist, she couldn't control her strength and knocked them both to the ground...
A series of cries of pain, "Ouch, ouch..." rose and fell, even drawing the attention of those enjoying themselves below.
Feng Zhao could hardly bear to look. Holding her throbbing temples, she gritted her teeth and said, "Hurry up and come in!"
"Ah? Oh, oh!" Ji Wan hurriedly ran in, closing the door behind her guiltily. Having dealt with women all her life, she had forgotten that men are inherently gentle and hadn't been able to control herself.
The pimp locked inside (trembling): "..." This person locked me in the house, could he be plotting something? I'm already this old, how am I supposed to serve three people by myself?
The pimp looked at the three people in the room as if they were demons. One had a cold and stern aura, the other was incredibly strong. Compared to them, he felt that the Goddess of Wealth, Feng Zhao, was easier to talk to. So he forced a smile and looked at her, saying, "Miss, is there anything else you need?"
Feng Zhao gave Lin Shu a look that said, "You know what's good for you." He was about to speak, but then he didn't know what to say. So he looked at Lin Shu with a dark expression, making him look even more like a guard!
Lin Shu didn't know what the pimp was afraid of, then pointed at Ji Wan and said in a calm voice:
"As you can see, the young lady beside me doesn't like handsome and delicate men. Instead, she prefers masculine men with sallow skin, short stature, wide noses and small eyes, and large breasts and good skills. I wonder if you have any like that here?"
After saying that, seeing that the turtle master was deep in thought and looked somewhat conflicted, he added, "By the way, it would be even better if he couldn't speak or was quiet!"
Upon hearing this, the pimp beamed with joy. A few days ago, two men who couldn't speak had indeed come to their establishment. Although they were ugly, their skills were impeccable! In particular, their stamina was comparable to that of women.
You know, this man is so weak. If he encounters a woman with strong desires, he can't serve her well at all. But these two are a different story. They could fight for three hundred rounds without even having to worry about it!
However, many wealthy customers disliked their appearance and inability to speak, and preferred to spend more money to hire several male prostitutes rather than those two ugly men.
The pimp's expression shifted several times, finally breaking into a broad smile as he swayed his hips and flicked his handkerchief.
"Oh my! Miss, what a coincidence! We actually have what you're looking for in our establishment. Please wait for me, and I'll bring it to you right away!"
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