"How dare Tong Zhenye, that old bast*rd invite me to a brothel?" Ren Baqian almost dropped to his knees.
Ren Baqian's heart raced.
Does the empress know what kind of place is it? She shouldn't know, right? Who will tell her anything about a brothel?
Should I go?
Is there even a need to ask this question?
Of course I'm going!
Hmmm, I wonder how the brothels in this world are like? Is it true that the prostitutes in ancient times are proficient in all four arts? Let me go and take a look then! Are Tong Zhenye and those bast*rds daring enough to arrange a prostitute for me?
[The four arts are zither, Go, calligraphy, and painting.]
Ren Baqian turned around with a look of doubt on his face and asked, "What is a brothel?"
Since I don't know anything about it, I'm innocent. Furthermore, I don't even know House Yunyan is a brothel. Your Majesty, blame those old bast*rds if you want.
