The Tough Northeastern Cub's Comfortable Life in the Brothel

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...

Chapter 45 Cloud surge

"There's still... a little bit of the elixir left," He Yi said, her face flushed.

This is the first time in her life she's told such a lie. She knows it's a lie, but she still goes against her conscience and pretends it's true.

"How many?" Doctor Gu asked.

He Yi glanced at Cen Ang

That means

It's your turn, dear sister, don't just leave me hanging here!

He received a look from He Yi.

Mother Cen replied

"There's...another pot?"

She said with a hint of doubt in her voice.

Cen Ang just saw Huo Xiaolong run to the kitchen to put out the medicinal herbs again.

The child should be fine.

"How about two pots?"

Doctor Gu bargained, saying, "We've known each other for so many years, why don't you make a offer?"

"Then there are two more pots left. I'll go get them for you."

He Yi picked up the teapot on the table and went to the kitchen to prepare the elixir for Doctor Gu.

The woman had just entered the kitchen when she saw her daughter bending over, putting spring water into a wooden basin.

From behind, it looks like a naughty kid playing in the water in winter.

"Long'er!" He Yi called out.

"mother"

The little dumpling straightened up and replied

"Dr. Gu said your father will wake up soon, so you don't need to put him down."

Upon hearing this, she shook her head.

"Mother, I've found that the more I relax, the more comfortable I feel. You see?"

Huo Xiaolong picked up the spatula used for stir-frying with one hand, pinched it with his fingers, and it changed shape.

Seeing this, He Yi didn't know what to say.

After all, Cen Ang and Alliance Leader Zhang were teaching their child martial arts, and they needed to discuss the details with Cen's mother.

She opened the teapot, pressed it directly into the wooden bucket, and filled it with a pot of spiritual spring water.

He then wiped the bottle with his finger and put the remaining water droplets into his mouth.

"Mom, you don't need to be so frugal, there's plenty of food."

The little dumpling said

He Yi poked her daughter's forehead.

Shh, don't let anyone know.

Huo Xiaolong nodded, and then his mother began filling a second pot with spiritual spring water.

Huo Shuwen's injury was a huge blow to him and Erhei.

If it weren't for the two of them

Father/Uncle will definitely be able to get away unscathed.

The young man remained on edge, like a wild beast poised to pounce.

Chunying approached him from behind and patted his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" the girl asked.

Huo Xiaocheng looked up at Chunying, and memories from his dream flooded back like a tide.

yes

In the dream, his father went there because of him.

Even though his father was determined to die

The girl in front of him was also because of his uselessness.

Let him rest in peace atop the city wall.

suddenly

Huo Xiaocheng couldn't suppress the bitterness in his heart.

Looking at the cherry blossoms

Tears streamed down her face, drop by drop.

This situation startled Chunying.

Why is this perfectly healthy young man crying?

"Please...please don't cry."

The beautiful young woman handed him her handkerchief, wanting him to wipe away his tears.

But Huo Xiaocheng remained unmoved, absorbed in his own emotions.

"Don't cry."

The young girl gently lifted his chin with her delicate hand and dabbed away his tears with her handkerchief.

"It's alright, Uncle is fine, he'll wake up soon."

Hearing this

The boy could not control himself in the end.

She buried her head in Chunying's arms.

The courtesan looked at the boy in her arms, sighed, wrapped her jade-like arms around his head, and gently stroked his back, saying...

"It's alright now, it's all over."

When people are desperate, they will grasp at the nearest straw.

Chunying felt that she was the straw to grasp.

Moreover

Their usual gaze

It really can't be considered innocent.

She also had her own agenda.

She wanted to be with him

One night of passion

But that's all we can do.

After three incense sticks had burned, Huo Xiaocheng composed himself and felt a little embarrassed to leave Chunying's embrace.

The boy's face was already flushed.

Even her neck was the same color as her cheeks.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, miss! I was being presumptuous."

He stood up, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and apologized to Chunying.

The girl smiled

"It's okay, are you feeling better?"

The boy nodded

"Give"

Huo Xiaocheng took a purse out of his pocket and handed it to her.

What is this?

"Thank you gift"

"What kind of thank-you gift?" Chunying asked.

Thank you... for taking care of my sister.

Huo Xiaocheng didn't dare to look up at her, even though they had done that kind of thing in his dream.

To him, Chunying is now just another beautiful young girl.

He genuinely liked her; it wasn't just lust.

If you like someone, you should marry them properly.

After some time, when things have settled down at home, he will save up some money to buy her freedom.

The young man's scheme was so grand that it could be heard all the way from the capital.

After presenting the thank-you gift, Huo Xiaocheng shyly leaped onto the roof and ran away.

The courtesan remains standing in the night.

Chunying looked at the purse in her hand. It seemed to be embroidered by herself, not bought from outside, and it contained spices worth a fortune from beyond the Great Wall.

This is probably the best thing he can offer right now.

The courtesan thought

Her heart was itching.

It looks like peach trees are sprouting inside.

Inside the main room of the Huo family, three adults and one child sat around the kang (a heated brick bed), waiting for the man on top to open his eyes.

Huo Shuwen felt a sharp pain in his head and no strength at all. When he pulled out his knife, he saw his blood gushing out.

He thought

Tingting

He cannot die

We haven't had enough of the good times yet!

He and Ayi had just found their daughter.

Her last conscious thought was seeing her daughter running towards her, and then she remembered nothing more.

Is he dead?

"father!"

A sweet voice rang out

oh

He didn't die.

He's really tough.

He bled so much but didn't die

Huo Shuwen shakily raised his hand and gently embraced his daughter.

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