The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Chapter 155 1 Poor and Penniless, Relying on Marriage to Become Empress 19

Oh, that’s right, who am I to her?

However, this is really an eyesore...

The more gloomy and depressed his thoughts were, the more exaggerated the curve of the boy's mouth became, and the hazy desire in his eyes seemed to tear through the fog and reveal his violent side.

He looked at the two people in front of him who were living a peaceful life, twisted his fingers, and couldn't help wanting to separate them.

Wei Mingyu was observing the man in black on the roof with the cover of Yan Qi, when she suddenly felt a burning gaze staring at her from behind. The strong emotions in the gaze seemed to be able to penetrate through the layers of air and be imprinted on her exposed skin.

She shuddered for no reason, then frowned, thinking someone was watching them.

At this moment, someone happened to shout loudly that the courtesan was coming out, and the excited crowd squeezed inside. Wei Mingyu was quick to pull Yan Qi to the side of the stone wall to avoid being hit by the crowd.

Xiaoyan followed closely behind them two steps away, with her picturesque eyebrows lowered, and no one knew what she was thinking.

There happened to be a few steps next to where the three of them were. Wei Mingyu simply climbed up the highest step and looked towards the stage in the distance.

A circle of brocade was spread on the floor on a beautifully decorated large stage. A beautiful woman in only a pink strapless long dress was dancing seductively on it. Occasionally, the hem of her skirt would open to reveal a bit of her alluring feet, causing the people around her to gasp.

After Wei Mingyu saw the appearance of the courtesan clearly, his forehead twitched.

It’s really unlucky!

The beautiful courtesan who was dancing seemed to have noticed the girl as well. She winked at her mischievously with her eyes full of amorous feelings. Everything was said without words.

At the Oiran parade, when entering the city, the girls would walk around the city. Then in the evening, the famous Oiran would perform a dance to attract local wealthy businessmen and let them spend money to compete for the first night. Of course, it would be okay if the Oiran named someone.

This time that someone is Wei Mingyu.

When she was sitting in the room full of ambiguous atmosphere, two Vajra protectors stood on her left and right, with dark faces, stopping the others to the side and not letting them get close.

In addition to women, brothels are of course full of male prostitutes, of all types and figures.

Wei Mingyu looked at it twice more with a studious attitude. The next moment, a white and bony finger covered her eyes, blocking her sight.

"Don't look!"

Who else could have such a fierce tone but Xiaoyan?

Wei Mingyu blinked helplessly, her long eyelashes brushing across the boy's soft palm, causing it to tremble unsteadily. She chuckled, her tone softening rarely: "Okay, I won't look."

Why do I suddenly have the illusion that I have raised a tsundere kitten?

When the courtesan Xiu Zhuang gently pushed open the door and walked in, the first thing she saw was the trio sitting in her room. The atmosphere was weird.

She looked at the two handsome boys protecting the girl, her eyes rolled around, and she seemed to understand something, so she teased, "Xiaoyu, are they all your servants?"

Wei Mingyu rolled her eyes at her and asked without further explanation, "Why did you suddenly come to Rencheng? I remember that you never go to small cities, right?"

Xiu Zhuang sighed, sat opposite her, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip before saying, "It's not my master. One day he suddenly said he liked me and wouldn't let me practice with others outside. He insisted that I only be with him in the future. What do you think I should do?"

When she said this, she sounded half complaining and half confused, and it seemed that she was not at peace in her heart.

Wei Mingyu couldn't give any advice. After all, love is hard to decide in a few words. It can be honey or poison.

The original owner met Xiu Zhuang when he was on a diplomatic mission to Jingxiang Kingdom. At that time, both of them had bad tempers and they started fighting because of a misunderstanding when they first met. However, the original owner only knew some mediocre Kung Fu and was no match for Xiu Zhuang at all. He was pinned to the ground and taught a lesson.

Later, the misunderstanding was resolved and the two became friends, especially because they had a common idea - to collect beauties from all over the world.

In order to realize this idea, Xiu Zhuang became a disciple of Xuanyin Sect very early and practiced the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, a method that was specifically practiced in dual cultivation with others.

She was a few years older than the original owner, and was sixteen or seventeen years old when she practiced the Jade Girl Heart Sutra. If she wanted to achieve quick success, she had to practice dual cultivation, so she chose to cast a wider net in brothels.

If there is a good-looking one that I like, I will practice with her. If there is an ugly one that I don’t like, I will drug her and leave her to sleep.

"Wait, isn't your master a woman?" Wei Mingyu suddenly realized something was wrong.

Xiu Zhuang sighed again, "My master just passed away two months ago. She entrusted me to her senior brother. Now my master is my former uncle."

Wei Mingyu raised an eyebrow: "Try it first. If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, find a reason to kick it out."

"Is that so? That's a solution." Xiu Zhuang narrowed her eyes, glanced at the two young men beside Wei Mingyu, and said meaningfully, "So you used this method to take them in?"

"Cough cough!"

Wei Mingyu was about to explain, but Xiaoyan beside her couldn't help but say, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is her husband's maid?"

After saying that, he stood up suddenly, his face turned black and blue, and after glaring at Wei Mingyu, he opened the door and walked out angrily.

"Haha, so you like this type. A fiery personality is pretty good, too." Xiu Zhuang covered her mouth and laughed.

Wei Mingyu didn't bother to pay attention to her. She turned to look at Yan Qi, who was blushing and at a loss. She squeezed his hand soothingly and said softly, "Yan Qi, go and follow Xiao Yan first. I'll come find you when the time comes."

While speaking, a wisp of spiritual energy was transmitted from his hand unnoticeably. As long as someone wanted to hurt him, the spiritual energy would automatically protect them.

Yan Qi nodded, and he looked so adorable with his pursed lips. Wei Mingyu couldn't help but pinch his cheeks, and her eyes became even gentler.

After watching him leave, Wei Mingyu turned around and found that Xiu Zhuang had come over without her noticing. She asked curiously, "Which of the two do you like more?"

Wei Mingyu: "...you should tell me about your current master."

Xiu Zhuang curled her lips: "Forget it, but what's going on over there? Why is it Wei Qinxuan who is sitting in the seat?"

Although he was curious about the relationships among the people around Wei Mingyu, his curiosity faded when he thought about the complicated situation on her side.

When she heard that Wei Qinxuan was the queen of Anlai Kingdom, she almost thought there was something wrong with her ears. The more she investigated the mystery, the less clear it became. Someone must be muddying the waters.

"It's okay, let her sit in that position for a few years first, just as a payment for her life." Wei Mingyu smiled casually, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Seeing that she was confident of winning, Xiu Zhuang stopped talking and changed the subject, "Then did you know that the Feng Jun she married was Shi Yi Miao?"

"Shi Yi Miao?" Wei Mingyu was stunned. He felt a strange pain in his heart, as if someone had stabbed him twice.

"Yes, that grandson of Shi Wenwen, your childhood sweetheart Shi Yi Miao, is now pregnant with your second sister's child, and the baby might be born in a few months." Xiu Zhuang shook her head and suddenly felt that her own affairs were not so bad and worrying.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.

In the past, when the two of them were drinking and chatting, whenever Wei Mingyu talked about her childhood sweetheart, her expression was gentle and affectionate, and the tenderness in her eyes could almost drown out the water.