These past two days, due to Qingyin's presence, there have been very few customers visiting the brothel, and business at Yingchun Courtyard has been extremely poor.
But the madam of Yingchun Courtyard couldn't be angry. She had personally witnessed the selection of the Flower Goddess the day before and knew what the women in the brothel looked like. The Flower Goddess chosen that day was far superior to the girls in their brothel.
Thinking of this, the madam couldn't help but sigh again.
She secretly hoped that if her building had even a bit of the beauty of that flower goddess, it would surely have no shortage of business.
This time, she could only accept her bad luck and hoped that once the fervor surrounding the Flower Goddess faded, business in the brothel would return. Thinking of this, the madam began to sigh again.
Because business was bad, the madam became even more enthusiastic towards the customers who came into the building.
Qingyin and Duan Heng entered the building openly and honestly.
It's unclear what Duan Heng went out to find, but Qingyin now has a human skin mask on his face, making him look like a slender, underdeveloped young master.
Duan Heng didn't change into a more exaggerated mask; he was just an ordinary-looking guard, but his eyes looked much fiercer.
The still-attractive madam eagerly stepped forward to greet the rare guest, her charming figure swaying as she looked towards Qingyin: "Oh, young master, how are you? The beauties in our courtyard are called... I guarantee you'll leave feeling comfortable."
After speaking, the madam suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She then realized that the tall guard next to the young master was staring at her fiercely. The madam instinctively straightened her posture and dared not be as presumptuous as before.
He was just a guard, yet he exuded an aura more dangerous than many of the powerful and wealthy people she had ever seen. The madam guessed that the young master in front of her must have a powerful background.
Thinking about it, her eyes shone even brighter, and she became even more ingratiating towards Qingyin.
Qingyin, being carefree, didn't notice the subtle tension between Duan Heng and the madam. Imitating those playboys, she casually opened her folding fan and laughed, "Why don't you release all the girls in your brothel? This young master wants to choose them personally."
The madam opened her mouth wide and stammered, "All of it, young master."
Unexpectedly, the seemingly frail young master was quite capable. Thinking this, the madam couldn't help but cast a strange glance at Qingyin's genitals outside.
It's obvious what it's for.
Duan Heng's face darkened. Looking at Qingyin, who was putting on such a convincing act of a playboy, he felt a surge of jealousy. He wondered where she had learned such filthy things. Could it be that Ahua really wanted to find a woman to serve her?
The chill emanating from Duan Heng deepened.
Qingyin ignored the jealous man and smiled at the surprised madam, "Hurry up! What I said is all there is. Do you think I can't afford this?"
"Haha, of course not, oh my, young master, the person is coming right away." The madam smiled radiantly, clutching her handkerchief. At this moment, the allure of money made her no longer afraid of even the fierce guard's gaze.
Wealth can be very tempting.
The madam first led Qingyin back to the best room in the courtyard before waving her hand and swaying away.
After the madam left, Duan Heng turned to the lazy boy lying on the chair and said fiercely, "Where did you learn these words?"
Qingyin tasted the pastries in the brothel, and to be honest, the chefs there made them quite well.
It tastes sweet but not cloying; one bite leaves only the sweet aroma of pastry.
After taking a bite of the pastry, Qingyin said to the sulking man beside her, "Didn't you teach me this?"
"Impossible! When did I ever teach you this? And I never do anything reckless." The tall man was clearly flustered by the girl's sudden words and quickly denied it.
“You taught me to read; it’s in those storybooks you gave me.”
Duan Heng stared at Qing Yin with a complicated expression.
He muttered, "How can these be the same?"
Duan Heng, his face flushed with anger, felt that he should throw away all the storybooks that Ahua had given him when he got back and buy a new batch for Qingyin.
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The sound of footsteps approaching from outside forced the man to suppress his aggrieved feelings, and Qingyin also looked towards the door.
A group of beautiful women dressed in various colorful dresses walked into the house. With the madam's reminder, they all knew that the guests inside were very special.
Each of them tried their best to show off their beauty to Qingyin, but after Qingyin realized that Lin Dahua was not among the crowd, she said coldly and indifferently, "Change the batch."
...
In a short while, more than twenty girls had gone down, and the madam was so anxious that her eyes turned red.
"These are already the prettiest girls in the building, how come the young master hasn't chosen any yet!"
"Don't be in such a hurry, madam. Why don't we try calling the other girls in as well?" suggested the servant who was attending to the madam.
The madam rolled her eyes at him. "The young master doesn't even like the prettiest girl in this building. Does he think he can find an ugly one?"
The servant grinned lewdly: "That's not necessarily true, madam. The men who come to this brothel aren't just looking at good-looking men; they also need to find someone they like."
The madam frowned, then her eyes lit up again: "Hey, Xiao Anzi, you're right."
Thinking about it, the burly madam swayed her hips and walked off in one direction.
On the second floor lived ordinary-looking prostitutes, the kind the madam didn't pay much attention to.
But today, she has brought together these girls who were not valued by the madam.
These ordinary-looking girls huddled together, timidly gazing at the madam above.
The madam felt a surge of resentment looking at these timid and unattractive girls, but the thought that perhaps one of them might be someone the young master had taken a fancy to made her hold back.
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