nucmednet Chapter 222 Only the Madam
Chapter 222 Only the Madam
Madam, are you jealous? Li Lingye said jokingly.
Mo Rao looked up at the sky speechlessly. It was a nice thought, but how could she be jealous? There was no such thing as jealousy in her mind. Men were just the spice of life to her.
But I hate men who are always looking for more. If you like someone, remember to tell me and I will make room for him.
Li Lingye's desire to survive immediately filled him, and he replied very seriously: "Madam, there is no other woman, only Madam."
Mo Rao: …
Well, I hope you think so too.
……
Linglong Pavilion is the largest flower pavilion in Kyoto. When people step into this pavilion, they feel as if they are instantly in a dreamlike paradise on earth.
This three-story building boasts a unique architectural style, with its magnificent flying eaves and brackets, and its magnificent carved beams and painted buildings. Every detail has been meticulously crafted, showcasing ultimate luxury and exceptional taste.
The vermilion pillars are thick and solid, supporting the entire pavilion steadily like pillars supporting the sky.
The pillars are engraved with exquisite images of maids, some holding flower baskets and smiling gracefully, some dancing gracefully, and some playing the strings of a zither and singing softly. They are so lifelike that they seem ready to step down from the pillars at any moment, captivating you.
This place is not only a den of money for men, but also a symbol of their noble status. Those who can come here are all high-ranking officials and wealthy people.
The woman on the stage was dancing vigorously, just to let the man below see her. This man was none other than Mo Yao.
Mo Yao took all the money and became a concubine of a traveling merchant.
Unexpectedly, the merchant was afraid of his wife's power and could only let the mistress sell her off.
The mistress hated women who seduced her husband the most, so she sold Mo Yao to the most despicable place, becoming a prostitute in a brothel that everyone despised.
Although Mo Yao is not a top courtesan, she is also the focus of training by the brothel owner, because Mo Yao is outgoing and has some good looks. If she is raised well, she will definitely become a beauty.
She was very satisfied because this person didn't require her to waste much time talking to him.
Yu Zhengwen was immediately captivated by the seductive woman on the stage.
"It's her, that who? Come here." Yu Zhengwen staggered onto the stage and embraced the slender and soft waist.
My little beauty, have a drink with me.
Although Mo Yao felt extremely disgusted looking at the man in front of her, she still had to try to please him.
She wanted to leave, desperately wanted to leave, but what kind of place was this? This was a brothel, and she couldn't resist. In order to prevent the brothel owner from being on guard against her, she kept accepting customers, as long as they were willing to pay and could afford it. Whether it was an eighty-year-old man or a beggar on the street, she would take off her clothes and serve them.
Fortunately, the brothel owner was delighted to see her as such a sensible woman, and she couldn't be more pleased. From then on, the clients she arranged for were all carefully selected and rigorously screened. They were no longer the unsightly people she had been before, which made her feel relieved.
And now she was tasked with a crucial mission—to seduce the man in front of her. After all, this man was the second son of the Prime Minister's family! To accomplish this mission, Mo Yao had already privately and thoroughly investigated him, knowing everything about him, from his likes and dislikes to his daily whereabouts.
At this moment, Mo Yao opened her red lips and called out in a soft voice, "Young Master..." Her voice was gentle and melodious, as if it could captivate people's hearts.