Shen Mianmian transmigrated into a book! She found herself inside a popular historical romance novel. To her horror, she had become the stunning but foolish cannon fodder transmigrator!
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Shen Mianmian looked at Bai Qingzhou seriously, and said in a solemn tone, "Your Highness, please tell me the truth, did you sleep with this prostitute?"
Faced with the aggressive questioning, Bai Qingzhou's heart strangely calmed down. "No."
Chen Mianmian nodded, "I trust you, then I will begin."
Bai Qingzhou was taken aback. "Start? What start?"
Shen Mianmian did not answer, but instead used her obsequious and respectful smile to say to Madam Ding, "Madam, there are indeed some ways to verify whether the young master is innocent. However, the methods of us courtesans are somewhat unseemly and might offend you and the young mistress."
As if grasping at a straw, Ding said, "As long as you can prove Qingzhou's innocence, just say it. We're married, what's this about conflict?"
The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. Jiang Yinjin's expression stiffened—whether she was reborn or not, although she was married, she had never consummated her marriage and was still a virgin. How could she stand such filthy things?
Knowing that Madam Ding was eager to clear the young master's name, Shen Mianmian didn't stand on ceremony. "Madam, it's actually very simple to verify whether the two slept together last night. Just find an experienced nanny to examine the prostitute's body, and you'll know. If they really slept together, the young master's essence will definitely be inside her."
Everyone suddenly realized.
Some of the unmarried maids blushed with embarrassment, cursing the skinny maid in their hearts for being shameless, saying such shameless things without batting an eye.
Sleepyhead—please, this kind of check is perfectly normal in modern times. If a woman reports to the police that she has been assaulted or molested, this is the first thing she should be checked.
All she hopes now is that this courtesan has some standing and doesn't take clients every day. If she took a client the day before and still has another man's thing inside her, Fengchu will never be able to clear her name.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Fengchu really did sleep with the courtesan.
Although Fengchu himself believed that he did not.
Hua Niang panicked immediately—she hadn't expected to encounter other women of the night. If it weren't for this "thin horse" (a euphemism for a prostitute), she could have gotten away with it.
As a courtesan of high rank, she wouldn't just take any customer; where would she get a man's vital essence?
Thinking of this, Hua Niang had a sudden inspiration and immediately cried out, "My lord, my lady, my young mistress, my lady, the young master... he did not leave Yuan Yang with me."
Everyone, "..."
Chen Mianmian raised an eyebrow. "Hey, hey, this prostitute, are you trying to falsely accuse my young master of being impotent? I can vouch for that. My young master is capable, very capable, the kind who can last all night."
The unmarried maids blushed even more—that skinny girl was shameless! So utterly shameless!
Jiang Yinjin blushed, biting her lip, despising the skinny horse's shamelessness while worrying whether the plan would fail.
Hua Niang gritted her teeth, "Auntie, you're a slender woman, don't you know the preferences of your patrons? Many of your patrons are of noble status and wouldn't let a courtesan get pregnant."
Chen Mianmian chuckled, "First of all, let me explain to you that there is a fundamental difference between a 'skinny horse' and a prostitute. A 'skinny horse' only serves one patron, while a prostitute serves multiple patrons. A jade arm can be slept by thousands, and a few lips can be tasted by thousands. So, I, the skinny horse, understand your prostitute business, but not much."
Secondly, do you think you're the only prostitute in the entire capital? Just ask anyone, and they'll know which customer doesn't lose their virginity. They've paid money, so why would they care if you get pregnant or not? Don't you drink contraceptive soup?
Even if you're pregnant, who can prove the child is from which man who sought pleasure? What man would want a child born out of wedlock? You're clinging to my young master like a leech; could it be that you're already pregnant with another man's child and looking for a sucker to take the fall?
"You... I didn't!" Hua Niang was the most popular courtesan, and no one in the brothel dared to offend her, so she rarely got into arguments. When she encountered a shrew like this, she simply couldn't win the argument.
Seeing the two courtesans arguing so shamelessly, Marquis Anning felt he had never been so humiliated in his life and wished he could just leave.
But because his only son was involved, he had no choice but to stay, and he felt an extreme loathing for his son.
Hua Niang knelt down again before the Marquis and his wife with a thud, tears streaming down her face. "My lord, my lady, please understand, the young master really did spend the night with me."
Chen Mianmian observed the expressions of Marquis Anning and his wife and discovered that his wife believed in the heir apparent, but Marquis Anning did not.
If she had previously been amazed by Marquis Anning's handsomeness and sympathized with his plight, now she loathed him.
With so many suspicious points right in front of him, how could he not figure it out?
With this kind of ability, can he really be a good general?
Or is it that she completely rejects her son because she despises him so much?
No matter which one it is, she wants to slap this arrogant man in the face!
Thinking of this, Chen Mianmian smiled slightly and said in a soft voice, "Madam, there is another way to prove the young master's innocence."
Ding's eyes suddenly lit up. "What method? Tell me quickly!"
Chen Mianmian blinked. "This method might be even dirtier."
Madam Ding grew anxious. "Things have come to this point, why worry about anything else? Speak quickly! As long as the young master's name is cleared, I will reward him handsomely!"
Upon seeing this, Shen Mianmian blushed and said, "It's like this. Outsiders may not understand, but those who study medicine, especially doctors who specialize in treating male diseases, all know that the state of a man's virginity varies depending on the frequency of intercourse. Cough... I won't go into the specifics of how they differ. I'll find two senior doctors; they'll know."
Everyone gasped – there's such a thing? No wonder she's called "Skinny Horse" (a nickname for a woman), she knows so much about... bedroom matters that no one else knows.
Soon, Madam Ding summoned two doctors who were usually close to the Marquis's residence: Doctor Wan and Doctor Zong.
These two doctors were most skilled at treating men's hidden ailments. They were the ones who treated the Marquis of Anning's leg injury and hidden ailment, although they ultimately failed.
After the two entered, they greeted the Marquis's wife.
Marquis Anning asked, "I ask you, what is the essence of a man's virility...?"
The voice paused, and the majority of people in the hall, mostly women, especially unmarried young women, were unable to speak.
"Come with me." With that, he got up and went to a room to the side.
"Yes, my lord."
The two followed them inside.
Ms. Ding was really curious. "Ms. Shen, come here." With that, she got up and went to another room.
Shen Mianmian followed, waving to Fengchu as she went—just kidding, if the Marquis's wife and she left, there would be prostitutes and the mistress in that room. What if the two of them harmed Fengchu while they were away?
She wanted to live; Fengchu couldn't die!
Soon, Chen Mianmian and the prince followed the madam to the bedroom, along with Granny Li.
Madam Ding had Li Mama close the door, then anxiously asked, "Madam Shen, tell me, what's different about this Yuan Yang?"
Chen Mianmian was also a little embarrassed. She tried her best to do her own ideological work, and began to explain in a serious manner, treating herself as a physiology teacher. The gist of it was that primordial yang has a certain metabolic cycle. If it is not used for a long time, the color will become dark and cloudy; if it is used frequently, the color will become bright and clear.
Ding and Li were stunned – having lived for decades, they had never heard of such a difference before.
Bai Qingzhou had already blushed deeply.
Ding asked, "This...is all of this something you 'thin horse' girls learned?"
Shen Mianmian nodded, "Yes, Madam! In order to better serve our patrons, we must first understand their physiological structure."
Tsk, she's making me want to start a "skinny horse club" (a club for women who are easily exploited and exploited).
Ding nodded awkwardly. "Alright, let's go out... Wait, there's another question. You two share a bed every day, but you haven't... shared a room?"
You should know that Mrs. Ding was eager for a grandson.
Shen Mianmian was well aware of her mistress's thoughts and respectfully replied, "Madam, ever since the young master angered you last time, he has been filled with remorse. He was afraid that you would get angry and harm your health, so he copied the Heart Sutra day and night. In order to better pray for your health, the young master has abstained from sex and has not shared a room with me."
Bai Qingzhou looked at the woman in confusion, only to be glared at fiercely by her—Shut up! What I say goes. If you dare to expose me, you can forget about staying at Mingyue Courtyard.
Bai Qingzhou quickly and obediently nodded, afraid that the woman would be unhappy.
Granny Li's eyes reddened, and she choked up as she said, "The young master is such a good child."
The young master was raised by Granny Li. Granny Li took care of the young master for longer than she had taken care of her own son or grandson, and their bond was the deepest.
Ding's nose tingled with emotion. "Silly child, your mother is perfectly healthy. Don't blame yourself!"
Seeing his mother like this, Bai Qingzhou felt extremely embarrassed—he did copy the Heart Sutra to pray for his mother's well-being, but... he could have been more sincere.
Ding called her son away, and lovingly touched his face. "Good boy, I'm not angry anymore. You're feeling better now. Once this is over, I'll promote Shen to the rank of concubine. Don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Bai Qingzhou immediately knelt down, saying, "Son thanks Mother!"
Shen Mianmian was stunned—no! She didn't mean that! She didn't want to be a concubine! Nor did she want to be thrust into the limelight!
Good heavens! The female lead framed Feng Chu, but after all that trouble, she's the one who ended up getting hurt!
Afterwards, the lady, along with the heir and others, and the marquis, along with two doctors, left the room and returned to the hall.
Marquis Anning gave the heir apparent a deep look and said, "Forget it, let's just let this matter rest."
Bai Qingzhou immediately said, "No, we must check!"
Marquis Anning flew into a rage, "You unfilial son, how dare you talk back!"
Shen Mianmian's lips twitched—she felt guilty! How could she have been so amazed by Marquis Anning's looks before? No matter how good-looking this arrogant, stinky man is, he's still stinky!
On the contrary, although the phoenix chick is soft and sticky, it smells delicious! Much better than that stinky man!
Bai Qingzhou, with a taut face, said, "I know that I don't want things to get too ugly, but it's come to this point, and I'm not afraid of things falling apart in the end. If I don't investigate now, I'll always have a thorn in my side, and I just want to prove myself."