Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

When the group arrived in Fucheng, the night market had already begun, and the streets were bustling with people coming and going.

The door of a brothel was decorated with lights, red lanterns hung high, and it was bright. Yingying Yanyanmen, dressed in colorful clothes, was soliciting customers outside the door.

For such a scene, it was already commonplace for Gongchun, who had even visited a brothel, to look at Lu Qi, who had been raised in a boudoir, so when she saw this scene, her face looked like a cooked shrimp.

He poked her waist and said with a smile: "Your scalp is too thin, why are you blushing like this?"

Lu Qi was so ashamed that she almost lowered her head to her feet.

"Oh, what a handsome young man, come on!"

I don't know whether it was because it had been too long since no guests came to the door or because Lu Yuan and the others were too handsome, but the group of Yingying Yanyan stepped forward to stop them.

Because Zhao Bin was not prepared for the moment, he was almost pulled off the horse by the group of women.

Someone reached out and was about to pull Lu Yuan away, only to hear the sound of a whip, accompanied by a woman's pitiful scream.

The back of the woman's hand instantly became red and swollen.

As soon as the other girls saw Lu Yuan, they took action without saying a word, and they all retreated.

Some ran into brothels to report to the madam.

After a while, an old woman with heavy makeup came rushing out.

"Who is it? Who is so bold as to dare to attack our girl from Zuiyan Tower?"

"Mom, it's them. Quick, get someone to stop them. Don't let them escape."

The injured girl pointed at Lu Yuan and others who were almost submerged in the crowd.

"Come on, come on, stop those lifeless things for me."

Following the Madam's order, ten burly men immediately ran in the direction of Lu Yuan and others. After a while, they were in front of them, blocking the entire road ahead.

The group of people had no choice but to rein in their horses and stop.

At this time, the madam came over angrily with a group of people.

When they saw the faces of Lu Yuan and others, they couldn't help but murmur to themselves: "My dear, this is the first time I have seen so many handsome young men in Fucheng for so many years."

The strong man on the side saw her dull expression and kindly reminded her, "Mom, we are here to do business."

The old bustard came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and glared at the strong man, "How could I not know? Do I need you to remind me? Humph!"

"Is it the one who hit my girl? Stand up for me."

Who in Fucheng doesn't know that Zuiyan Tower has the support of the prefect?

At first glance, this group of people were from out of town. They were wearing fine fabrics, the horses they were riding were tall, and even the carriage they were riding in looked extraordinary. The madam’s calculating eyes were filled with greed. of light.

With such a big piece of fat in front of you, it's useless if you don't kill it.

When someone blocked his way, Lu Yuan's expression was particularly gloomy. Anyone who knew him knew that this was a sign that a storm was coming.

"Zhao Bin, tell them to get out of the way. Anyone who dares to stop them will be shot to death."

Lu Yuan's words were so sharp and shocking that even the well-informed Madam, who was living in the world of mortals, couldn't help but be frightened.

She calmed herself down, put her hands on her hips and said sharply: "You are still justified in beating someone? If you don't pay compensation for the injury to my girl today, you can't even think of leaving."

Lu Yuan didn't even look at her and directly ordered: "Zhao Bin, do it."

Zhao Bin nodded, drew his long sword and flew forward. When the group of strong men saw this formation, they were so frightened that they ran away.

In the past, they were domineering in the brothel because everyone knew that Zuiyanlou was backed by the prefect, and no one dared to cause trouble. Now when they saw Zhao Bin using a real gun, they were naturally frightened.