The next morning, in a daze, Yu Qianqian vaguely heard several extremely chaotic voices, one after another, passing by her ears.
"You even brought her here, aren't you afraid of causing yourself trouble? This woman has a vixen-like face, she's definitely not someone to be trifled with. In my opinion, you might as well go all the way and just give her away to one of those lecherous playboys out there!"
"Hehe~ Caiyan, you don't need to get so worked up. As for what to do about this, I know what I'm doing. Besides... if I didn't know the full story, why would I have brought people here so casually?"
At this moment, the people speaking were a young maidservant as small as an apricot and a charming young woman in her prime, Leng Yuexi.
She is intelligent, beautiful, and gentle, the dream of countless men in the capital, and the top courtesan of the Star Moon Pavilion. Anyone who has ever interacted with dignitaries and nobles in the city knows her name.
As night falls, dawn breaks.
From last night until now, it feels like everything happened in the blink of an eye.
When Yu Qianqian woke up again in a daze, she couldn't even remember what time it was. At that moment, she was startled and suddenly remembered the inexplicable assassination attempt last night. She quickly rubbed her eyes and jumped up with a start, but unexpectedly rolled off the large bed.
The sudden, violent fall sent a jolt of pain through her limbs. As she winced in agony, her sharp gaze slowly moved from the ground to the door above, and she gradually realized that she was in a beautifully decorated luxury suite.
Once she had a clear view of her surroundings, she braced herself on all fours, performed a nimble backflip, and leaped to her feet. Without hesitation, she rushed to the door and began to pull it open.
Seeing this completely unfamiliar place, her heart pounded with anxiety. She desperately wanted to call out to someone, but no matter how she called, no one responded.
Yu Qianqian had no mind to think about anything else. She was just pacing restlessly in her room, thinking about how she had been knocked unconscious and taken away in her room last night. Her thoughts were in turmoil, and after a long while, she couldn't come up with any clues.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, only now did she begin to carefully examine her surroundings. In that instant, an exquisite and luxurious woman's boudoir came into view.
The room was completely covered with pink silk, and even the windows were covered with the finest gold gauze. Inside were guqin and pipa, exquisite calligraphy and paintings, and all kinds of cosmetics and powders that women needed. Everything imaginable was there.
Looking around from nearby, one sees a room filled with gold and jade, with layers of pearl and emerald curtains fluttering gently in the breeze, shimmering with light on the walls and ceiling, making the entire room extremely dazzling.
It is easy to see that this room has obviously been decorated with great care by the owner, and it is certainly not a place that ordinary people can live in.
Although Yu Qianqian had been to Xingyue Tower before, that was many years ago. Moreover, the secluded inner chambers of brothels are usually reserved for VIPs and are not open to just anyone.
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