The girl in the lead stood at the entrance of the inn, mumbled something to the people around her, and then went inside alone.

Mo Lan stood in front of a stall, frowning involuntarily. She had followed him for several blocks but hadn't understood a single word.

I had barely uttered a complaint when I heard a fluent Central Plains dialect voice in my ear.

"Manager, I need four superior rooms."

Mo Lan: "..."

You can talk?

The shopkeeper looked at the foreign girl who came in, his expression unchanged, "Please wait a moment, miss, we'll arrange things for you right away."

After the shopkeeper registered the number, he handed it over warmly, saying, "Please come upstairs."

"Shopkeeper, have you seen this person before?" The girl didn't take a number plate, but instead took out a portrait from her bosom.

"I'm sorry, sir, I've never seen this person before." The shopkeeper carefully examined him and shook his head apologetically.

With their backs to Mo Lan, the two could see nothing and watched helplessly as the group went upstairs and disappeared.

Fortunately, she knew the other party was looking for someone, but she didn't know if it was Karen.

Mo Lan paused for a moment at the entrance of the inn, then turned around and went back to the escort agency. She would just have to come and check on the portrait that night.

When Zhou Bo saw Mo Lan appear, he was stunned for a moment. "I thought the boss had left. Wait a moment, I'll arrange a room for you to rest right away."

The Zhou family hasn't left yet, and the backyard is quite crowded, so Zhou Bo needs to prepare in advance.

"Something came up unexpectedly, so I was delayed."

Mo Lan sat in the front hall drinking tea. After a moment, Zhou Bo came over and said, "Boss, you're all ready. I'll take you to your room."

Following Zhou Bo to the backyard, they encountered someone as soon as they turned the corner of the entrance hall. The person looked at Mo Lan and frowned slightly, but the look in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Bo was clearly one of disgust.

"What, now you're working as a servant and it's just a favor?"

"Brother, this is Miss Mo Lan." Zhou Bo seemed to be used to it and showed no abnormality.

Mo Lan looked at the person in front of her with a faint expression. She remembered this person; he was Zhou Bo's older brother, who had once accused and resented Zhou Bo for meddling in other people's business in front of her.

Mo Lan didn't say anything more to those who were unimportant, and simply walked away.

Zhou Bo glanced at his older brother, then quickly followed Mo Lan, saying awkwardly, "Boss, my older brother has a bad temper. He wasn't doing this to you."

"I don't mind, they're just insignificant people."

"······"

As the voices faded into the distance, the person remained standing there, his expression a mixture of complexity and resentment.

As night deepened, Mo Lan made her way to the Happiness Inn, found the foreign girl's residence, climbed onto the roof, and hung upside down from the windowsill to check the situation inside.

Through the window, you can see the girl sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) by the window, her hands supporting her chin, seemingly lost in thought. On the kang table in front of her is a portrait.

With her view obstructed, Mo Lan couldn't see clearly whether the person in the portrait was Karen or not. Just as she was wondering whether to put the person down, she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Two people came in through the door, whispered a few words to the girl, and then turned around and went out to bring in a woman in her thirties.

“Princess Keli, this is Madam Qian from Lelou.”

The man, speaking in slightly broken Central Plains dialect, introduced Qian Niangzi again, "This is our Princess Keli."

Looking at the young girl in front of her, Madam Qian smiled gently, seemingly not minding the other's status at all. "So you are Princess. My apologies for my disrespect."