HRPM – Chapter 44  A Tragic Date (8)

“Who’s paying?” Jin Luoluo asked warily.

“Of course I am.”

“Great! Then let’s go.” Jin Luoluo cheered, jumped off the horse, and walked in first.

At last, she had found a sucker to foot the bill.

She had long wanted to visit a brothel, but hiring a top courtesan—only to look and not touch—was far too expensive, and she could never bring herself to spend that kind of money.

She actually said “great”?!

Xiao Che watched Jin Luoluo rush in excitedly, looking around and touching things here and there. His earlier anticipation of seeing her humiliated took a serious blow.

Being brought to such a place by her own fiancé—yet not only did this woman feel no sense of humiliation, she looked downright thrilled.

Was this even a normal woman’s reaction?

“Jin Luoluo, do you even know what kind of place this is?”

Xiao Che narrowed his eyes angrily and grabbed her, just as she was gleefully teasing a courtesan in green.

“Prince Xiao, can’t you read? Let me teach you for free—this sign says ‘Meixiang Pavilion.’ A brothel—who wouldn’t know that!”

Xiao Che grew even more irritated. “Since you know it’s a brothel, you still came in? Is this a place a proper young lady should be?”

If it were Ruoyao, she would have blushed with embarrassment and left immediately, not even daring to glance at it—that was how a proper noble lady should behave.

This Jin Luoluo had no sense of shame at all.

“Prince Xiao, did a donkey kick your head or something? You’re the one who brought me here, and now you’re blaming me? I haven’t even blamed you for coming to hire courtesans. But I won’t hold it against you—men with power can’t avoid flirting around. As they say, ‘a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine not as good as a courtesan.’ It’s not strange for you to have such tastes. Enough talk—let’s hurry in, there are so many beauties waiting for us!”

Jin Luoluo easily shook off Xiao Che’s hand and slipped inside like a loach.

Even if Xiao Che wanted to stop her, he couldn’t.

“Hey, you can’t go in there.” A sharp-eyed, flirtatious madam immediately stepped forward to block Jin Luoluo.

“Why not?”

Jin Luoluo caught a strong waft of heavy perfume and nearly choked on it.

The madam glanced at her smooth neck—there was no Adam’s apple.

“You’re a young lady, aren’t you? This is a place for men to seek pleasure, not somewhere for you to have fun. If you’re here to cause trouble, don’t blame me for being rude.”