Gu Yanyue was panicking. No matter how worldly-wise and calm she was, she was still just a weak woman in her teens or twenties. How could she have ever faced such a life-and-death situation?
She was almost in despair. She had no one to rely on in this world. The only person she could depend on, Yuwen Ran, was in the cold palace and she could not see him often. By the time he found out that she had been kidnapped, the grass on her grave would probably be ten feet high!
This time there was really no one she could rely on. She forced herself to calm down and her brain was working fast to think of a solution.
Before she could even think of how to escape, she felt the carriage pull up to a spot. It was probably near a busy street; even in her unconscious state, Gu Yanyue could hear the clamor of people. She felt herself being picked up and thrown into a room.
What on earth is this place?
Gu Yanyue struggled, but was unable to get up because of the previous heavy blow.
When her condition finally stabilized and she tentatively moved her hands and feet, and found that she could stand up, she was dumbfounded.
The room is filled with bright red and green. It is definitely not shabby. On the contrary, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is considered luxurious.
Colorful curtains fluttered around the room, and a square wooden table was set with a new tea set. Next to it was a medium-sized bronze mirror, covered with rouge and powder used by young women. There was even a carpet on the floor.
Looking at the astonishingly large step-out bed in front of her and smelling the scent of rouge and powder from her daughter's house in the air, Gu Yanyue seemed to understand where she was now.
Isn’t this the legendary brothel!
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