Gao Wu: Just Became Suzerain, The Empress Invited Me Out Of The Mountain

Caught off guard and being pulled into the bathtub, the lady Yaoyue screamed in fright, but quickly got used to it.

After taking a bath, Zhou Yuanjun picked up Yaoyue and put her on the luxurious bed.

"My lord, Chang Ye is so long..." Yaoyue Fairy parted her red lips lightly, and in the next second a figure pressed her up, unable to speak anymore.

This night, Yaoyue Fairy's bed was shaken until five o'clock in the morning before she slowly fell asleep.

On the second day of the morning.

Zhou Yuanjun tiptoedly removed the beauty's white hands and feet like jade, and was about to get up to leave, Yaoyue was still sleeping beautifully.

Zhou Yuanjun is very satisfied with the martial artist system, he is absolutely unparalleled in the world in terms of physical fitness, and can forcefully fire till dawn.

Warriors look down on other systems on this point, and they can completely say to them: "Wow, I'm ramming Kun, I'm going to be wrong."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat up, Yaoyue hugged her waist.

"My lord, are you going to abandon my slave's house?" Yao Yue's haggard face was charming, and her voice was extremely resentful.

"Yueyue, I still have business to do, you can continue to sleep." Zhou Yuanjun said with a headache.

The Nanliang Mission will arrive in Beijing tomorrow, and the powder keg of Chujing City will be completely ignited by then, so he will be free last night.

In fact, he wanted to visit the brothel for a long time, but there was a small oil bottle Zhou Tianxian by his side, so he had no choice but to give up.

"My lord, now I care about you physically and mentally, don't let me down." Yaoyue said softly.

what does this mean? I'm responsible... Zhou Yuanjun turned his head to look at the stunning beauty, and for a moment didn't know how to speak.

Private use of the bus will be struck by lightning, and he is not an honest person to take over.

It doesn't seem right, Yaoyue was just taken by me last night, and now it's still my private car... Zhou Yuanjun suddenly thought.

Yaoyue looked at him, then lowered her head dejectedly, with tears in the corners of her eyes, knowing that she still paid the wrong person, this young master Ximen still looked down on her as a courtesan of a brothel, he only wanted a one-night stand, and never thought of giving it to him. She redeemed herself.

The more Miss Yaoyue thinks about it, the more sad and resentful she feels. It has been several years since she fell into the immortal family, and in the past three years, she has been praised as the number one courtesan in Chujing. I don't know how many people admire her.

But Yaoyue knows that she can't be so casual, those are people who are greedy for her body, and she must not leave the cabinet until she has chosen someone who is willing to redeem her body, otherwise she will end up miserable for the rest of her life.

There is an unspoken rule in Xianrengui, the brothel will not force the oiran out of the cabinet, but once the oiran chooses a person to leave the cabinet, and that person is unwilling to redeem the oiran, it is simply called "unruling". It must be received once in half a month.

Last night, he was presented with the best sword dance poem in the world by Mr. Ximen, who is handsome and handsome, and Fairy Yaoyue couldn't help it for a while, so she left the pavilion.

I didn't remember until the first blood was taken, and forgot to ask this Mr. Ximen if he was willing to redeem her body and take her out of this place.

But now Yaoyue Fairy has the answer.

At this time, a big warm hand reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged her slender waist tightly, and said softly: "Yaoyue, how much do you need to redeem your body?"

"My lord, I understand, you go..." Yaoyue stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, looked at Zhou Yuanjun with phoenix eyes, and suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Zhou Yuanjun nodded towards her.

A look of surprise appeared on Yaoyue's face, like a hundred flowers blooming, so lovely that Zhou Yuanjun almost transformed again.

"My lord, I am the number one oiran as a fairy, and they won't let me go easily. The ransom fee may be a bit expensive." Yaoyue's voice became lower and lower, and finally said: "But don't worry, my lord, the slave family has saved me all these years." It’s a lot of silver taels, the young master only needs to bear part of it.”

After Yaoyue Huakui finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Yuanjun anxiously, fearing that he would say that he had no money, or that he didn't want to redeem her body.

"Did Immortal Gui tell you how much your ransom fee is?" Zhou Yuanjun looked into her eyes and said.

"It was ten thousand taels of gold before." Yaoyue Huakui said weakly, even she herself thought it was very expensive, she saved more than two thousand taels of gold after several years.

This is so expensive, ten thousand taels of gold is one hundred thousand taels of silver... Zhou Yuanjun complained silently in his heart.

But Zhou Yuanjun also knew that it was very difficult for an oiran to redeem himself, let alone the number one oiran in Chujing like Yaoyue, who made money for the immortals every day.

A round of tea games counts as two hundred taels of silver, and if only six rounds are counted in a day, it is one thousand two hundred taels. Yaoyue only needs to work diligently for less than a hundred days to earn so much money.

Of course, there is a problem of splitting accounts here. If the immortal returns to earn one hundred thousand taels, he must at least double it.

According to his understanding, the redemption fee for the oiran in the Common Brothel is about five hundred taels to one thousand taels of silver, and the starting fee for the oiran in Xianrenguili is a thousand taels of gold.

The ten thousand taels of gold used to redeem the body for Yaoyue can buy dozens of beautiful concubines, even if they spend every day among the oirans returned by the immortals, they can sleep with the oirans for a year.

"The redemption fee should have increased now." At this time, Yaoyue said silently again.

PS: The author of Pujie diligently codes every day, and the readers don’t vote for flowers and votes to support it. Writing some positive energy has been shut down by the system. It’s too difficult.