A story about the female lead's redemption.
This is a passerby's perspective version of the synopsis.
The Fengyue Brothel is, after all, a brothel. What good people could possib...
Li Jian raised her hand and rubbed her temples. This was practically the only wine her grandfather could drink; it was brewed by Huo Xiaolong and a few others, and she'd heard it contained priceless medicinal herbs. So she began to speak.
"Do not overindulge in alcohol."
"Okay, okay."
The grandfather and granddaughter were dressed quite well and richly. Li Jian was currently receiving a monthly allowance of one hundred taels of silver, mainly because Huo Xiaolong thought she was really capable, and he kept raising her wages.
Lou Qingming, in particular, stood there with an air of otherworldly elegance, which made the guards at the gate dare not neglect to report to him.
"Just tell them that an old friend from the Astrology Hall has returned, and tell Old Dog Chen to come out and greet him immediately."
The man beside him stood ramrod straight, his expression impassive, giving off an aura that kept strangers at bay.
—The wooden door creaked open.
Chen Yunsong came out with his wife and children to greet his old friend.
"You're still alive? You're incredibly lucky."
"There's nothing I can do, fate just won't take me."
The two elderly people have long since become indifferent to matters of life and death, and neither of them has many black hairs left. In comparison, Grandpa Lijian is in better spirits.
After all, Hou Xiangxiang and Doctor Gu are with him, so he can benefit from their connections.
The wrinkles on their faces were the marks of time, but their friendship remained as strong as ever. The two walked into the Chen residence arm in arm, just like when they were young.
"I brought you some food and some medicinal herbs. Let's have a drink later," Lou Qingming said.
"I'm getting old, I can't drink anymore, and I'll be in my coffin soon."
"It's alright, my wine is good, it can cure diseases, it's the best medicinal wine, you can't buy it even if you have money."
"Okay, let's grab something to eat for a bit."
Stepping into the antique Chen Mansion, one finds it elegant and simple, with a spotless courtyard. However, the kneeling man is a sight to behold.
"Is this Chengjing?"
Grandpa Lijian asked when he saw the kneeling man.
"It's this rebellious son!"
"Uncle, I hope you are well."
Upon seeing Lou Qingming, Chen Chengjing bowed to him, then turned around and continued kneeling.