They're called good brothers, but they're really just his lackeys who followed the original owner of this body.

After that day, the original owner's life underwent a dramatic change.

As Qingyin snapped out of her daze, a warm male voice reached her ears: "Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin? What's wrong?"

Qingyin looked up and saw a young man staring intently at her as he leaned closer and whispered, "Young Master Qin, are you drunk?"

The man was handsome, with a pair of deep, affectionate eyes that smiled at him, but his eyes also held a kind of disgusting desire.

This person was none other than Li Meng, the former owner of the original body's number one follower and an unfavored illegitimate son of the Left Prime Minister.

He was also the man who forced the original owner of this body in front of everyone in the brothel in her previous life. Ha, how disgusting.

From the man's perspective, the boy's long eyelashes covered his eyelids, and his fair and rosy face, like mutton fat jade, appeared even more delicate under the light. His lips, naturally red, seemed to have been stained with a bright color due to drunkenness, making his hidden lip peaks appear as if they were covered with honey. The moment those glassy eyes, which seemed to look at him with disgust and disdain, looked over, the person being gazed upon felt a breathtaking beauty.

Someone couldn't help but swallow hard.

Li Meng smiled even more ingratiatingly, and stared at the seemingly drunk young master ahead with increasing enthusiasm.

Young Master Qin is getting more and more handsome. If it weren't for his good family background, he would probably have already become someone else's plaything, locked in bed day and night, unable to stop even when he was in pain or tired...

The man looked at the handsome young master in front of him, but his mind was filled with lewd nonsense.

Perhaps because he knew and was familiar with the original owner's personality, the man made no attempt to hide the desire in his eyes, making Qingyin feel nauseous.

But someone just had to add fuel to the fire, saying, "Young Master Qin, try this wine again. This wine is a specialty of this restaurant; you can't find anything else like it."

Luo Cheng, who had an ordinary appearance, eagerly brought over a glass of wine, his excited malice almost reaching out to Qingyin.

Qingyin squinted at the drugged wine, her lips curving into a smile that made her incomparably beautiful face even more alluring, as she felt the increasingly intense gaze emanating from her.

He took the glass of wine, his slender, fair fingers holding it and swirling it slightly, which made the ordinary black glass seem more sophisticated.

Luo Cheng felt his heart pounding up and down with the young master's movements. He stared intently at Qingyin's actions, drinking and drinking. After drinking, he considered his mission complete. However, despite his deep envy of the young master, he couldn't help but be amazed by the face in front of him.

Was the young master Qin really this handsome before? Luo Cheng thought to himself, then couldn't help but glance at Li Meng, who was staring intently at Qing Yin. But it's good that he's handsome. Once the medicine arrives, Li Meng, who likes Qin Miao, won't be able to resist either... Hahaha, after today is over, the high and mighty general's only son, young master Qin Miao, will never be able to fly again!

Luo Cheng trembled with excitement at the thought of his association, like a mouse lurking in the shadows, waiting for its prey to be caught off guard so it could bite it.

Looking around at Qingyin, he was surprised to realize how disastrous the original owner's way of making friends was. There wasn't a single normal person around him, and they all harbored malicious intentions towards him, each one more venomous than the last.

Fortunately, the task wasn't difficult. Qingyin thought to herself, her narrow fox eyes darting around, and she smashed the wine glass in her hand, along with the wine, at Luo Cheng.

Qingyin arrogantly raised her chin: "Are you saying that this young master is only worthy of the wine of a brothel?"

The sarcastic voice and the wine glass smashed in his face left Luo Cheng stunned. Before he could even react, he was taken aback by Qingyin's haughty demeanor.

Normally, when Young Master Qin played with them, although he was arrogant, his attitude towards them was still relatively good. This was the first time that Luo Cheng had been treated so arrogantly by Qin Miao, as if he were just a hiding ant on the ground.

Luo Cheng was furious and angry at being stared at, yet a secret excitement also arose within him from that gaze.

Suddenly, he forgot to coax the young master. As for the others, they thought Luo Cheng was angry and tried to smooth things over for him.

The only one who didn't say anything was Li Meng. His eyes were fixed on Qingyin, burning with desire as if he wanted to devour her. He glanced casually at the disheveled Luo Cheng below, then smiled and offered a grape to Qingyin's lips: "Hmm, don't be angry. We finally got to come out and have some fun, don't spoil the mood."

Qingyin abruptly slapped the man's hand away, and the purplish-red grapes fell to the ground, splashing water droplets.

"I don't want to eat. Ha, I'm not playing anymore, I'm going home!"

Qingyin, who had gotten up hastily, staggered outside. Her eyes, which were covered, showed no trace of drunkenness, but were completely clear-headed.

Behind her, the man who had offered her the grapes, now broken, sat quietly, picking up the ill-fated grape and gazing adoringly at Qingyin's retreating figure. Ah, what to do? He then set his sights on a beautiful rose. The rose had thorns that could prick his hand, but no matter, a skilled hunter knew how to carefully remove them, bit by bit.

The man chuckled softly, but without a trace of warmth.

One of the courtesans serving the man couldn't help but shiver and served him even more carefully.

As for the others, seeing that the leader, Young Master Qin, had left, they looked at each other in bewilderment. Seeing that Li Meng had not left, they regained their previous composure and began to enjoy the warmth and comfort of the woman.

The only one who cared the most was probably Luo Cheng, but before he could even come to his senses, the boy had already gone far away, and the specially prepared wine had spilled all over him, so there was no point in staying any longer.

Outside, Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped out of the private room.

At the doorway, a familiar face lay slumped in a corner, which Qingyin casually kicked with her foot.

Guo Liu snapped out of his daze, looked up in confusion, and only after recognizing the face did he say in a flustered voice, "Young Master, you're out? Why aren't you playing anymore? I don't know why, but I suddenly felt sleepy and just fell asleep..."

Guo Liu was a servant boy who was rescued by Madam Dong on the road. He was being chased and beaten for stealing buns from a shopkeeper. Madam Dong took pity on him and made him her personal servant.

This servant was the only one who was truly loyal to the original owner. In the previous life, when the original owner died, it was the young Guo Liu who carried the young master's body and dug a hole to bury it himself.

Seeing that Guo Liu was still nagging, Qingyin rubbed her head and said, "Alright, stop talking. Come back with me. You've got a headache from drinking."

"Ah! Young master, should we see the physician? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Guo Liu said anxiously, following closely behind Qingyin.

Qingyin glanced at the talkative servant and said quietly, "I won't feel uncomfortable if you don't speak."

Guo Liu: "..." He felt wronged but dared not utter a sound.