Yinyin's words made Zhuang's mother look a little strange.
She also knew that working in a brothel was not a good career path for women, but apart from this path, there were not many other ways to make money in this world.
She can afford to support such a large group of people.
After all, in Hongxiu Tower, besides girls like Lin Chunhuan who have grown up to be sensible, there are also girls like Xiao Baihe who are still young and cannot support themselves at all.
Of course, there are still some baby girls who are crying for food. Hongxiulou has always used the older ones to earn money to raise the younger ones. This is the norm, but even so, they are just struggling to survive.
It is not as good as others imagine, making a fortune.
As for the indenture, Mother Zhuang never pressed anyone to do anything. Anyone who wanted to leave could leave at any time. This was the best she could do.
"What depressing things you say all day long! After the New Year, when Mom has saved up some money, I'll take you far away. Let's do honest business and we'll always be able to live a good life!"
In response to Zhuang's mother's words, Yin Yin just smiled, without refuting or agreeing, "Look, Mom, I still think this plain white one is the best."
"When the young master comes again tomorrow, I will wear this hairpin, okay?"
The comfort on Mother Zhuang's face was somewhat elusive. She knew that no one in Hongxiu Tower believed what she said anymore. It was not that the girls did not believe her.
I just don’t believe in this world!
Once you enter the industry, it is impossible for you to just say no unless you have a big shot behind you to back you up.
Even if you are willing, those men who can't get enough of taking advantage of you won't be able to leave. Once you step into the brothel, your innocence is written all over your body.
No one will believe it.
As the night deepened, more and more guests came to the building, and Mother Zhuang had to end the topic temporarily.
After instructing someone to keep an eye on Ah Huan's return, he went about his business.
In this Hongxiu Building, there are too many people waiting to eat and wear clothes, so there is really not much time to waste on any one of them.
And among farmers.
The emperor, who had been unconscious, finally opened his eyes slowly and turned around to meet those bright and familiar eyes.
"You're finally awake!" Lin Chunhuan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing someone wake up. He brought the porridge made by Widow Zhang and walked over. "You've been unconscious for a whole day and night."
"I don't know who those people are who are looking for you, and I don't dare go out to find a doctor for you. Fortunately, this aunt of yours knows a little about medicine."
"Eat something quickly and then take the medicine, maybe you'll feel better."
Before the emperor could speak, Lin Chunhuan started talking non-stop.
The veil on her face had been taken off and put aside, and her lips were red without any makeup, reflecting a delicate color in the somewhat dim vermilion.
When Lin Chunhuan cooled the thin porridge with barely any rice grains visible and handed it to the emperor's lips, her cheeks immediately turned red as if she had just realized that the emperor was staring at her.
"What are you...looking at me for? Is there something on my face?"
"Who are you?" The emperor pursed his lips slightly.
There was a fleeting glimpse of surprise in his eyes, but that was all.
Although he had to admit that the woman in front of him was indeed a beauty rarely seen in the world... no, it was a beauty that he had never seen before even as the king of a country.
However, it did not make the emperor lose his vigilance.
In the emperor's view, a woman appearing alone in an abandoned Taoist temple was in itself revealing many abnormalities, not to mention that this woman was so bold.
She even dared to drag him into the water!
Lin Chunhuan was stunned for a moment, then put down the bowl of porridge and explained frantically, "No, no, no, don't misunderstand me, I'm not a bad person!"
"Originally, I just wanted to take you with me and run. I didn't want to leave you alone to face danger. I didn't expect that you couldn't swim at all. I..."
The more he explained, the more confused he became. Lin Chunhuan's breathing became increasingly rapid, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes. "Anyway, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt you!"
The emperor was a little dazed.
He just asked one more question and didn't say anything. How could he scare people like this?
Could it be that he has been too impatient these days, and his fierceness is showing on his face?
The emperor touched his cheek a little unconfidently. Although he was alert, he didn't think Lin Chunhuan had any plans for him.
Firstly, the emperor was certain that no one else would know his identity. If he didn't even have this confidence, how could he dare to leave the palace alone?
Another thing is that the woman in front of him did not have any internal energy at all, and could not cause any substantial harm to him.
Of course, except for Fushui...
"Don't be nervous, female donor. I'm just asking casually." There was a sense of distance in his indifferent tone, which made people feel a sense of distance.
Without making people feel too cold.
The emperor looked around and asked, "What kind of place is this? Those people...didn't they catch up with us?"
Lin Chunhuan looked relieved, then shook his head slightly after hearing this, "I guess he didn't catch up."
"It's already twelve o'clock today. If they were chasing us, they would have found us long ago. But my aunt said she didn't see any strangers nearby today." Lin Chunhuan responded obediently, with a simple and innocent look. "By the way, my aunt's surname is Zhang, and she's the owner of this house."
"Little monk, you've had a high fever for the past two days, and it's Auntie who's been taking care of us."
The emperor nodded and wanted to stand up.
Lin Chunhuan did not stop him and never made any deliberate gesture of intimacy. He just kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close, which was the right sense of propriety.
The emperor couldn't help but look at her twice.
It was not known whether it was because of the dream he had a few days ago or because that face was too stunning, but every time the emperor looked at it, he felt his heart beating faster.
Finally, he simply avoided looking at her completely.
"Amitabha, it seems that the female donor is safe now. In this case, we will say goodbye!" The emperor clasped his hands together and bowed.
Turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait!" Before he could even take a step forward, Lin Chunhuan rummaged through his pockets, pulled out some silver and copper coins, and thrust them into his hands without further ado. "I don't know who those people are who are chasing you, but they look very fierce."
"It's fate that we met. Little monk, take this money and run. The farther you run, the better!"
It wasn't a lot of silver, but it seemed to still have a faint body temperature when it fell into his hand. The emperor was a little stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Lin Chun laughed and said, "What are you doing? Let's go!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
