Chapter 92: Puppetry
"Outrageous!" Yun Fanjing was already displeased with the woman's repeated obstruction. She put on a stern face, exuding royal pressure: "Madam Qiao, you've repeatedly obstructed the prefect from handling the case. Do you want to be detained in the prefectural office for a few days?"
Although Madam Qiao had been the mistress of the house for many years, she still felt very uneasy in this situation.
Moreover, if word gets out about what happened in this house, the entire Qiao family will be doomed.
Before she could say anything more, the princess waved her hand, ordering the constables to restrain the mother and daughter, and pushed the door open first.
In that instant, the scene inside the room was captured by everyone's eyes.
The room was filled with red silk, and red candles were lit in the corner, giving off a sweet and cloying fragrance.
A dozen or so thin girls, wearing only bibs and trousers, huddled together in a small corner.
When they saw someone push the door open and enter, they looked at them blankly.
Jingwu walked towards them first, and an older girl came out and skillfully placed her hand on her clothes, wanting to unbutton them.
She reached out to stop the girl, feeling pity as she looked at the conspicuous scars on her exposed skin.
Jingwu looked up at her, her eyes were lifeless, and there was a mark on her forehead. He immediately realized that she had been put into a puppet spell.
She quickly made hand seals and chanted incantations. Golden light emanated from her body, entered the girl's forehead, and devoured the mark.
The girl shuddered, her eyes clearing in the next second, followed by a look of fear and disgust.
Once she realized what was happening, she immediately knelt down, gripping the hem of the person in front of her tightly, her eyes fixed on her, pleading for her to save her.
Seeing that she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, yet ravaged and emaciated, covered in wounds, Jingwu felt pity and helped her up.
She tore off a red silk ribbon from the side and draped it over her shoulders to block the view of others.
Jingwu took two steps forward and saw that the remaining dozen or so girls all had the mark of puppetry on their foreheads.
She thought about removing the mark, but the next second, she looked up and saw a girl lying between them.
Her face was deathly pale, her body was naked, and her fair skin was covered with countless red marks and scars.
Her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, and her face showed fear and resentment.
This is the owner of the hairpin, Wan Tang.
"Ah..." Yun Fanjing, who was standing to the side, exclaimed in surprise when she saw this scene.
Immediately, she understood what was happening, and a surge of anger welled up inside her. She wished she could go out and kill the Qiao family mother and daughter right away.
Jingwu took a deep breath and placed his hand in front of the princess's eyes: "Your Highness, please wait outside."
Yun Fanjing really wanted to stay, but she couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she walked out, turning back every few steps.
Prefect Shi had just entered and was frowning as he looked at the scene before him.
Jingwu tore off the red silk from the room and covered Wan Tang's body with it, concealing her form.
Then, turning his head, he saw Master Qiao rushing over in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he addressed the prefect.
"Lord Shi, what brings you here?" He glanced around the room and immediately said with a smile, "This is where the courtesans and dancers of the manor live. It's a bit cramped here. Why don't we go to the main hall to discuss our business?"
Jingwu scoffed at him, and seeing that everyone had arrived, he made a hand seal and chanted an incantation, pulling everyone into the illusion.
Five months ago, Wan Tang, dressed in pink, strolled through the temple fair on the street, looking around with a face full of surprise.
Her father ran a small business and had some money. Although he wasn't rich, he lived a very comfortable life.
Today, she heard about the temple fair and secretly slipped out of her house alone, planning to stroll around and then go back.
Wan Tang looked around curiously, completely unaware that two tails had been following her for two blocks.
Just as she was about to go home and walked into the alley, a sack was suddenly put over her head, and everything went black.
She struggled desperately, but was slapped and lost consciousness.
When Wan Tang woke up again, she felt weak all over. She was stunned when she heard a voice coming from beside her.
The woman's whimpering and sobbing, and the man's heavy breathing, frightened her so much that she dared not open her eyes.
Where exactly is this place? Could it be that I've been sold into a brothel?
Wan Tang was terrified, but she dared not move an inch, afraid that others would notice that she had woken up.
Just then, two footsteps approached and stood by the bed.
A deep, powerful voice rang out: "Lord Zheng, look at this girl, with her delicate skin and beautiful appearance, she's truly a fine piece of meat!"
"Indeed." As another voice rang out, a pair of calloused hands landed on her body, gently stroking her.
When Wan Tang felt the touch, she felt both disgusted and scared, and couldn't help but get goosebumps.
“You’ve come to the right place today. This girl just arrived. I had her checked just now, and she’s still a virgin.” Master Qiao sat on the soft couch to the side, picked up a grape, and chuckled.
"You've got a good thought in you." Lord Zheng smiled, reached out and took off the girl's clothes, his eyes scanning her greedily.
"Then... what about that piece of meat from the Grand Canal? Could my Qiao family have a bite?" Master Qiao immediately sat up straight and said with a smile.
Lord Zheng's eyes darted around, and remembering that the Qiao family had already given five thousand taels of silver, he smiled and nodded: "Of course."
"Then I won't bother you any longer." Upon hearing this, Mr. Qiao agreed and immediately walked to the other side, put his arm around the numb girl next to him, and hooked her chin.
Once Lord Zheng saw that no one was bothering him, he immediately moved closer.
Wan Tang only felt herself being peeled away layer by layer. At this moment, she wanted to reach out and resist, but for some reason, her whole body was weak and she couldn't move.
She felt her body moving uncontrollably to meet him, and she made those shameful sounds.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes, her gaze filled with fear and unease.
The man on top of him saw this and smiled, "This look is really exciting."
Wan Tang trembled with fear, yet her body moved uncontrollably to meet his.
She closed her eyes in despair, no longer looking at the man in front of her who was older than her father.
Let's just pretend... I was bitten by a dog.
...
After a long while, Wan Tang was tossed and turned, and only then did the man let her go, get dressed, and leave.
It was almost dawn by then, and the other men in the house gradually left.
When dawn broke, Wan Tang discovered that she could control her body again.
Ignoring her aches and pains, she immediately got out of bed to check the scene inside the room.
The room was covered with red silk, and behind each piece of red silk was a soft couch or bed.
Wan Tang peeked out and found that there was a girl lying on each of the soft couches or beds, and even two or three girls lying on two of the beds.
These girls were all naked, and their bodies were covered with marks.
Wan Tang closed her eyes, feeling utterly hopeless.
Has he really entered a brothel?
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