Chapter 25 The Evil Courtesan (7)
"Are you overthinking it? I don't even have the right to give up. If I hadn't shamelessly helped her make rouge or something, she would have forgotten who I was long ago."
Songshan broke free from Shihui's pull, muttering to himself, and giving Shihui instructions as if he was making arrangements for his last wishes.
"When I first met you, I felt that although you looked disheveled, you had a very high aura and were definitely not an ordinary person... I feel much more at ease knowing that you are by Miss Xiangyu's side to help her."
Songshan is too cowardly.
But Shisui could especially understand his "cowardice".
The theory of status hierarchy has been deeply ingrained. People who have lived under established rules since birth will only obey them and will not question the correctness of the "rules".
Because once you cross the line, you will either die or be injured.
"Go to hell! Stop pretending to be affectionate! I'm not anyone's substitute. If you want to protect me, you have to do it yourself!"
Shi Sui raised her hands and uttered harsh words.
Those were a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, the sharpness that only a predator could produce.
Matsuyama was confused by Tokiho.
How could she look like a low-class peasant girl? She didn't look at all like the pitiful girl who asked him for help with the tattoo. With this aura and this oppressive feeling, she was like a god sent from heaven!
Songshan didn't know how to respond.
"Are you really willing to watch Miss Xiangyu become the most beautiful courtesan and have an affair with another man?"
"As an Oiran, she can choose the customers she likes. As long as she likes it, why should I agree or not?!"
"Since you love her so much, if she's in danger... you're willing to protect her with your own life, right?"
"Hey, hey! What do you want to do? Don't do anything rash!" Songshan said anxiously, "Don't make fun of Miss Xiangyu! If you offend Yuejianlou, she will really die!"
"I'm just asking casually, don't be nervous~" Tokiho smiled mysteriously, "Just wait, things like Tsukimi-ro and Yoshiwara... are going to change soon..."
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When Sui returned to Yuejianlou, the poppy on her face had been processed and beautified into a gorgeous Lycoris radiata, extending from her left cheek to her neck, blooming so gorgeously and breathtakingly.
Xiangyu looked at it and couldn't help but teasing, "I originally asked you to add some color, but I didn't expect you to change the variety after you came back. Mr. Songshan's craftsmanship is really amazing."
"The poppy symbolizes self-destruction, and while the Lycoris radiata is the flower that leads to hell, it also represents endless eternal life and is one of the four auspicious flowers sent from heaven. The Buddhist scriptures say that those who see this flower will have their evils eliminated."
Shi Sui's long talk caught Xiangyu's attention.
Shi Sui once said that she was illiterate, so how could she quote classics so skillfully now?
"Mr. Matsuyama taught me." Tokiho stuck out her tongue mischievously, doing Matsuyama a favor and elevating his image.
"I see... So, does Mr. Matsuyama have anything else to say?"
Xiangyu picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.
She sat demurely, waiting...
Wait until Shihui tells him the latest news about Songshan.
Tokiho looked at Xiangyu's calm and composed appearance. After all, she was a well-trained prospective courtesan. It was hard to guess whether she had any feelings for Matsuyama.
We have to try some strong medicine.
"Yes, Mr. Matsuyama said he's getting married soon."
Shisui export is the trump card.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Xiangyu choked on her tea and started coughing, covering her mouth.
Losing composure in public is a big taboo for a courtesan.
If I wasn't so excited, how could such a situation have occurred?
Shi Sui cleverly handed over the handkerchief, not forgetting to make a sarcastic remark: "Miss Xiangyu, it's a good thing you're in your own room. If someone else saw you choking on water, who knows what unpleasant things would be said."
Xiangyu calmed down and said calmly, "I was so happy for Mr. Songshan that I forgot myself for a moment... The girl he's going to marry must be an exceptionally good one..."
"Yes, I heard that the girl Mr. Matsuyama is going to marry is very virtuous. He met her outside Yoshiwara. He will move away after they get married."
Shihui lied without blushing or beating her heart. She made up a story for Songshan and made it so convincing that Xiangyu was confused.
When Xiangyu heard the word "move away", the light in her eyes instantly disappeared and her face became gloomy.
In order to hide her uneasy mood, she lied that she was tired and needed to rest early.
After Shisui left, she closed the door and sat in front of the dressing table...
Xiangyu took out the rouge, incense and lipstick that Songshan had made for her, and looked at them one by one in the candlelight.
Xiangyu had never used these fine things.
She was reluctant to use it.
In fact, Xiangyu also secretly likes Songshan.
Even though they had only met once.
Although there was a huge gap in status between the two of them, that day when she sneaked out to set up a memorial tablet for her sister was the first time she breathed the air outside Yuejian Tower and met someone who treated her sincerely without any profit.
What a pity, this is an ill-fated relationship.
If Madam Ya and the host Heisaburo discovered that they were having an affair, even the slightest hint of a mutual spiritual admiration, Songshan would definitely be killed...
Xiangyu sighed and shed a tear.
Half sad, half happy.
Saddened by this bitter relationship that should never have happened and never existed, but also happy that Songshan is finally getting married, that there is a girl who is more suitable than her who can stay by his side...
The whole scene of Xiangyu feeling sad and depressed in the room was seen by Shisui who was hiding outside the door and watching.
The red beans are unbearable to look at, and my eyes are filled with tears of lovesickness.
Tragic love stories like theirs, where love cannot be achieved, have happened countless times in Yoshiwara since ancient times, breaking up countless pairs of infatuated men and women.
What stands between them are the deformed "rules" that they cannot resist and the greedy evil spirits.
Shisui sighed and walked away.
The moon is high in the sky at this moment, and it is the busiest time of the day in Yoshiwara.
She passed by the first floor of Yuejian Tower where low-class prostitutes received customers.
The prostitutes crowded behind the railings, posing and shouting at the men with dirty words and lecherous faces, just like in a vegetable market.
What is sold in the market is just their own flesh.
Shi Sui couldn't bear to look any longer and passed by quickly.
Just as she walked to the dark corner of the yard, two dark figures suddenly rushed out from behind the rockery and immediately put a sack on her from top to bottom!
Idiot.
How can such mediocre skills be enough to trap her?
Shisui subconsciously threw a punch to the left and right, knocking the two thugs back six or seven steps through the sack.
But after thinking about it again, she felt that she was too impulsive.
Someone actually came to kidnap her, an insignificant maid. She had to find out who was behind it.
So Shi Sui lay down on the ground and shouted, "Come on, come on, I won't resist anymore, just carry me away!"
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