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[Extra] Peach Blossoms (17)

Mr. Li almost had to crawl, and his round belly was almost touching the ground.

Everyone cheered and applauded, and the theme of Chunhui Garden tonight was over. The girl from the Red Mansion is Ying'er's!

Mother knew that Ying'er was a big shot, but she didn't expect that Ying'er still held the Dragon Dragon Card in her hand. If she knew that, how could she dare to accept Ying'er's money?

"Sir, let's go into the house." Honglou took the initiative to hug Ying'er's waist. After the two of them came together, they realized that the height difference between them was quite big.

Ying'er's height was considered petite, and the people present were confused again. Could the son of King Ying and Princess Ying be so short? But how could the Dragon Dragon Card in his hand be fake?

Never mind, they are just here to join in the fun, the farce is over, they have other women to take care of them.

Ying'er stared at Honglou's arm around her. She didn't show any shame to Honglou in front of others and let her hold her waist.

Honglou happily hugged Ying'er and went upstairs, while Xiaoyu ran behind them. She didn't know how the girl from Honglou could walk so fast because her feet were so long.

Arriving at the door of Honglou's room, Honglou pushed Ying'er in and then closed the door.

There was Lan Tian guarding the door. Xiaoyu had just arrived at the girl's room in the Red Mansion when she was blocked by Lan Tian.

"You are the young master's servant, just wait outside." Lan Tian was not polite to Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu puffed up her mouth angrily and shouted: "Master, Master, come out quickly, we are going back, this is no place for people!"

The smoky brothel, the smell of rouge and gouache is mixed with a fishy smell, it's so disgusting, and the sounds of joy of the men and women downstairs are so unrestrained!

Ying'er didn't hear Xiaoyu's shouts, not only because it was noisy outside the house, but also because the soundproofing in the red building room was too good.

After entering the house, Honglou pressed his whole body on Ying'er and said with a sweet smile: "I didn't expect that the young master's status is so noble. He even has the emperor's dragon tablet!"

Ying'er raised her chin indifferently, "I stole that, not the emperor gave it to me."

"Honglou doesn't believe it. How can you get the emperor's things just when you say you want them?" Honglou lifted Ying'er's chin with his index finger.

Ying'er raised her little face and looked at the red building proudly, "I saved your life today."

"Oh?" Honglou frowned in confusion, "Why did the young master save me?"

"Aren't you going to use martial arts on that dead pig?" Ying'er could see clearly from the second floor that Hong Lou's inner strength was almost close to the dead pig. If she hadn't stopped him in time, Hong Lou would have gotten into trouble.

Even if Ying'er passes the crime of Fat Pig to Uncle Huang in the future, and Uncle Huang orders someone to take away Fat Pig's official position, Hong Lou has indeed hurt the imperial officials. If anyone wants to talk about this matter, Hong Lou must be guilty!

When the time comes, a trip to the government will be inevitable, and it will also have a great impact on the reputation of the Red Mansion. We are all women, so Ying'er can help if she can, and she doesn't want to make the matter a big deal.

"When Hong Lou uses his internal energy, he may not necessarily hit a dead fat pig~!" Hong Lou's flaming red lips got closer and closer, but they were just a little away.

Ying'er was too embarrassed to move, fearing that if she moved, their lips would touch each other.

"Honglou, you...what do you want to do?" If Honglou really dared to kiss her again, Ying'er would risk it, or at worst, expose her daughter's identity to Honglou.


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