These past few days, the girls at the brothel have been falling ill one after another. Cen Ang isn't stupid; he understands all that.

Today, while having dinner, with Huo Xiaolong also present, Cen Ang made his point clear.

"Does everyone want Long'er to sleep with them?"

Chunying sat next to Cen Ang. She was the first one there, and she was also pretty. Most importantly, she was the top salesperson. The girl grinned at Cen Ang.

"Mom, we also love Long'er."

"But you can't all pretend to be sick one after another."

"Long'er, tell me, how should I punish your sisters?"

Cen Ang let Huo Xiaolong play the bad guy, while the little dumpling was there happily munching on a chicken leg.

She looked up, her eyes clear yet foolish.

"They are to be punished by making each of them a cotton-padded coat for Long'er."

"..."

This time, Cen Ang had nothing to say. Huo Xiaolong loved to run around, and her clothes were always getting ruined. Cen Ang couldn't bear to scold her, so every morning after the Fengyue Tower closed, he would watch her with bloodshot eyes and mend her clothes.

Huo Xiaolong's words made Cen Ang very happy, and he wanted to laugh but held it back on his cold face.

"Did you hear that? One cotton-padded coat for everyone."

"What's there to be unhappy about?" the girls said, rising slightly and bowing in unison.

"Yes, Mom."

"From now on, Long'er will sleep with me on odd-numbered days, and you can share the even-numbered days. Take care of yourselves and don't hurt our sisterly bond."

"Yes, thank you, Mom."

Look, those girls at Fengyue Tower look so frail, but they were incredibly fast when they moved the tables after dinner today. Liu Xu was among them, helping Fen'e put the tables back in their original places, and then she sat down with the other girls to discuss Huo Xiaolong's fate.

"Draw lots!"

"There are only fifteen days in a month, not enough to go around."

Ruyi snorted coldly and said:

"Then what do you mean, Miss Chunying?"

“We’ll see who earns the most silver, and whoever earns the most will get to sleep with Long’er.”

Even the willow catkins, which usually get along well with the cherry blossoms, are unhappy now.

The girl said softly:

"That won't do. If that's the case, Long'er will live with you from now on, and none of the other sisters will get a share."

"That's right, you can't bully us just because you're good-looking."

"Or let Long'er decide for herself, as long as everyone is with her."

"Alright, Long'er, today's an even number, who will you sleep with?"

Huo Xiaolong stood on a chair watching his sisters cricket. After looking around for a while, he pointed at Er Ya and said:

"I'll sleep with Sister Erya!"

This time, the maids were happy, as Er Ya shared a large dormitory room with them.

Er Ya was also amused, and she grabbed Huo Xiaolong with one hand and carried him to the kitchen.

"My Long'er is so good at talking! I'm so happy. I'll make you something delicious."

"Sis, I want to eat roasted potatoes."

"What good food is there? I'll get you some meat."

My little one has been eating too much meat lately, but the local cuisine is very nourishing, and he's gotten quite chubby and rounder than before.

Zhou Ning'an has returned from his trade, bringing goods from the depths of the grasslands to Pingyang, but he himself is unconscious.

I heard that the Zhou family is looking for a doctor who can cure the child, and they will reward the doctor with five hundred taels of silver.

It's not that it can't be saved, it's just that Gu Shilin is unwilling to get involved.

It was Cen Ang who stepped in and, after much persuasion, managed to bring the person over.

"It's all for the girls in our building, please help us to the end and have pity on us this once."

Now Cen's mother can speak softly. Gu Shilin is like that; he responds better to gentleness than force. As a result, Cen Ang owes many favors, which Huo Xiaolong later repays.

Even Dr. Gu didn't want it.

Young Master Zhou was incredibly lucky; he managed to smuggle the goods out of the robbed caravan of the Xiongnu, sustaining several knife wounds on his body.

The first thing they asked when they woke up was:

"Dad, did you bring the goods back?"

Master Zhou felt sorry for his weak son and replied:

"You're back, my son. Thank you for your hard work. With you in the Zhou family, I can rest assured."

Second sentence:

"Father, how is Zhihua? Has that scoundrel still been looking for her lately? I asked you and Mother to take care of her, have you inquired about her whereabouts?"

Upon hearing this, Master Zhou was so angry that he flung his sleeves and stormed off.

As we walked and talked:

"What a disappointment! That's all the success you've achieved!"

Madam Zhou didn't leave; instead, she fed her son water. Zhou Ning'an, having recovered, looked at his mother and asked:

"Mom, my dad praised me for being successful!"

"..."

"Yes, I'm praising you for being so promising. Hurry up and drink!"

"Mother, I brought back some fine mutton fat cream for you and Zhihua. It's good for rubbing your hands and face. Try it in a bit."

Madam Zhou was happy that her son still cared about her. As for Zhihua, she was, after all, his sweetheart, so it was normal for him to care about her.

but……

"You child... taking good care of your injury is the most important thing. But, did you bring anything for your father?"

Zhou Ning settled down for a moment. Actually, he had forgotten, but out of all the things he brought back, he couldn't find a single one for his father.

“I brought it. There’s a wolf pelt, it’s for Dad.”

Madam Zhou understood everything; the child had simply forgotten.

Being unable to move while recovering from an injury means I can't see Zhihua.

But the girls at Fengyue Tower were never well-behaved. They begged Cen Ang to give them a day off, and a group of girls sent Zhihua to the Zhou residence.

We didn't go through the main gate; we climbed over the wall.

Zhihua also wanted to see Zhou Ning'an and was extremely worried.

"Er Ya, hold the rope tight! If you can't hold it, my sister will go rest with Liu Xu."

The chubby little girl said:

"Don't worry, with my physique, I have plenty of strength."

"Chunying, did you pick up my sister?"

Chunying was quite skilled, so she jumped in first to catch Zhihua, while Erya held the rope outside the wall.

The bright young girl saw Zhihua dawdling as she climbed the rope and replied:

"Your sister is so clumsy, she only got halfway there."

"Chunying, don't rush me, I'm scared."

"What's there to be afraid of? Just let go and you'll jump down."

What should I do if I fall?

"I'm here to pick you up, hurry up and come down."

Cen Ang and Zhang Bixia lay on the highest roof of the Zhou residence, watching the group of girls scrambling around, and smiled brightly.

"Why did they bring Long'er along?" Zhang's mother asked.

“Long’er loves to join in the fun and insisted on coming along,” Cen Ang replied.

“The girls have grown up and want to meet their lovers at night, but even in the world of martial arts, it’s rare to see a woman sneaking into a man’s house to meet her lover. Isn’t our daughter a bit too outgoing?”