lcionline Chapter 993: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
Chapter 993: The Wife Who Has No Spiritual Roots in the Cultivation Novels
Miaomiao clearly remembered that this was the small brothel she had first heard the shopkeeper mention. It was said that all the men in it were young men from honest families who entered the brothel voluntarily.
Originally Miaomiao felt a little pity for them, but now she felt that once a woman entered this place, she didn't know whether it would be the woman who would lose both her husband and her army, or these ugly young men.
The anticipation in my heart inexplicably cooled down a bit.
Qinghe and the others' eyes were normal, but they were also confused. Just as they passed by, a slightly older lady entered the brothel, looking like a regular customer.
Obviously, for the locals, perhaps they have seen too little and are therefore surprised by what they have seen.
This scene was enough to make Miaomiao, who had been waiting for a while, realize that rumors should not be trusted. By the time they are spread, they may be so distorted that even her mother wouldn't recognize her...
Shen Qingci walked beside Miaomiao. Although he didn't look at her, his spiritual sense was eager to wrap around his little girl in all directions. Naturally, he could see the loss and emptiness in her eyes.
However, at this time he did not feel sad, and even felt a little relieved.
"Maybe there are more categories here, and they are more targeted. Why don't we go shopping further ahead?"
Shen Qingci said this deliberately to make her fully aware of how rare men like him are.
Miaomiao nodded in a daze when she heard this, and managed to muster up some energy.
She followed Shen Qingci forward. The night in the Hehuan Sect was so decadent. In the brothels they passed by, there were beautiful girls waving fans to attract customers.
He looks much better than those waiters who solicit customers.
Until they passed by a small brothel called "Zuichunfang", the sound of the piano inside was so beautiful that Miaomiao couldn't help but stop and subconsciously looked inside.
The hall was open for business, and the lights were on. The man sitting in the middle, playing the instrument, had a veil covering his face, making it difficult to see his appearance for a moment.
Miaomiao was attracted and took two steps towards the waiter's house. Shen Qingci gently moved his fingers, and a breeze blew past, seemingly inadvertently lifting the veil on the face of the waiter who was plucking the instrument with his head down...
To be honest, Miaomiao never thought that she was a person who judged people by their appearance, because other people's appearance had nothing to do with her.
but.....
The moment the white veil was lifted, Miaomiao even felt like dying. It turned out that the hazy beauty of wearing a veil was more suitable.
Because the face under the veil not only has uneven eyes, but also a flat nose. The acne scars on the face look like they were tattooed, and the spots are very eye-catching. Let alone "handsome", it is not even "pretty".
"Miss, stop looking, let's go."
Qinghe noticed Miaomiao shrinking back in shock, coughed lightly, and grabbed her sleeve.
"Let's go, maybe we're on the wrong route."
Miaomiao said to Qinghe, but her eyes subconsciously looked at Master Shen beside her.
Miaomiao knew that Master Shen was handsome before, but there is no harm without comparison. Now that she has seen so many eye-catching people, she urgently needs to use Master Shen's face to cleanse her eyes.
Look, this is a handsome monk, with crystal clear skin, tall height and long legs. Even just standing there he has an immortal air, and it is pleasing to the eye.
She now vaguely understood that the possibility of bringing a handsome actor from this city was basically gone.
Not to mention handsome, he's not even an ordinary person...
Shen Qingci naturally noticed that his little Taoist partner looked at him with admiration and praise, which made his heart feel as sweet as if it were soaked in a honey pot.
It was not until Miaomiao looked at the street again that Shen Qingci's throat rolled slightly, as if to release some heat.
Shen Qingci was very satisfied with Sect Leader Liu's understanding.
They changed another street and continued walking. Miaomiao had no idea that wherever she went, even ordinary travelers who entered had their appearances checked, and some good-looking people were not allowed to pass through these places.
This seemingly loose Hehuan City is actually extremely tight inside...
Shen Qingci lowered his eyes and brushed away a fallen leaf from Miaomiao's shoulder. His movements were natural and gentle.
"If you really don't find it interesting, then let's go back. We can go somewhere else tomorrow.
Some places are too big and may not live up to their name.”
As for which city he was talking about, Shen Qingci almost named it.
But this time, Miaomiao shook her head and prepared to look at a few more.
"Let's hang out for a while. It's not easy to come here."
She no longer hopes to meet handsome men and become a wealthy man who spends money lavishly.
Although I didn't see any "handsome men" who were not loved by their parents, the night market on the street was still quite lively. It was an experience to see so many people with ordinary or even ugly looks at once.
Miaomiao comforted herself, at least she had broadened her horizons in this city as she had originally thought, right?
Shen Qingci did not object, knowing clearly that he had suppressed her desire to visit a brothel.
At the night market, Miaomiao walked to a sugar painting stall and watched the master skillfully draw a sugar painting in the shape of a rabbit. Finally, there was some spirit in her eyes.
"Brother Shen, please have some sugar painting."
Shen Qingci looked at her smile, the possessiveness in his eyes flashed away, and when he looked at her again, only tenderness remained.
"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Miaomiao."
Shen Qingci basically didn't touch his spirit stones in front of Miaomiao. No matter what she gave him, he accepted it all.
It felt like she was pampering him, he was hers….
Miaomiao asked for six sugar paintings in one breath. When she took the one that belonged to her, she took a bite. The sweet taste spread in her mouth, and the disappointment in her heart for not being able to see the handsome man finally dissipated a little.
In contrast, Miaomiao now finds Shen Qingci more pleasing than ever before. How could someone be so handsome...
As the night deepened, the group prepared to return to the inn.
When Miaomiao was passing by a small brothel, she accidentally saw a man in white clothes walking out of it. Although the distance was a bit far, she vaguely felt that the other person's appearance should be better looking than those weird-looking men she had seen before.
Subconsciously, Miaomiao wanted to see what the other person looked like. It was nothing more than pure curiosity.
But the next second, Shen Qingci suddenly stood in front of her, blocking her view.
"Miss Miaomiao, this candied haws looks delicious, would you like to try it?"
Shen Qingci deliberately blocked Miaomiao's sight, and a hint of coldness flashed unconsciously in his eyes.
The man just now should be the so-called "fish that slipped through the net". Obviously, there is no need to worry about him, but Shen Qingci found that he could no longer bear Miaomiao's eyes falling on these unknown people...
If she only looked at him...