There is a hidden shortcut down the mountain from Black Wind Village, something Mo Qing and Fu Xiang only know. To prevent the shortcut from being revealed, Fu Xiang cleverly blindfolded Qiao Ling and Feng Guang, and the three of them held onto a rope while he led the way, dragging the two of them along.
This time, Fu Xiang came down the mountain purely out of interest. Due to the imperial court's crackdown, he hadn't been to the brothel for a long time, and he really missed the top courtesan there.
The brothel was a place of pleasure for both men and women, because it was full of male prostitutes, and the top courtesan was naturally a man. It was common knowledge that Fu Xiang had a penchant for male beauty.
When they arrived in the city, it was already evening. Qiao Ling glanced at the increased patrols at the city gate, thought for a moment, and took out a veil for Feng Guang to put on. Of course, she also said, "If you want to go back, you don't have to wear it."
Without hesitation, Feng Guang put on the veil, but then found a child and asked him to deliver the letter he had already written to the guards at the Prime Minister's residence.
Fu Xiang also checked it himself. He saw that there were only a few sentences in the letter, the gist of which was that Feng Guang told his parents not to worry about him. Only then did he watch as Feng Guang gave the money to the child and let the child leave.
Fu Xiang stroked his chin. "To be honest... I can hardly believe you would be interested in my older brother."
“Thank you so much for your disbelief.” Feng Guang, who had been quiet all along, glanced at him. “At least I can believe that you don’t have any strange feelings for him.”
Fu Xiang was stunned, then shouted, "That's my older brother! Do you think I'm such a despicable person?!"
"I don't see anything wrong with you."
“Feng Guang is right!” Qiao Ling came over and took Feng Guang’s hand. “Fu Xiang, you go have fun by yourself. I’m going to check on my business at Wenrouxiang. Remember to come find us at Wenrouxiang tomorrow morning.”
With a wave of her hand, Qiao Ling led the way to the opposite side of the scenery and Fu Xiang.
Feng Guang was stunned for a moment, "Hey, 'gentle haven't you mean a brothel?"
"Yes, there are lots of beautiful women and many shows there, it's so much fun!" Qiao Ling dragged Fengguang all the way to the Gentle Haven. She walked in through the back door as if she knew the way well. The staff at the Gentle Haven all knew Qiao Ling and didn't stop her. "I think that a girl like you, who has been poisoned by feudal ideas, should broaden her horizons. That way, you will have your own opinions and become an independent woman, instead of being like other women who only know how to depend on men."
Midway through their journey, they encountered a handsome young man. Qiao Ling greeted him first, "Young Master Zhang."
"So it's Boss Qiao." Zhang Cong cupped his hands in greeting, then looked at Feng Guang, "And this gentleman is?"
Qiao Ling smiled. "This is my friend."
Despite feeling it was inappropriate to linger in such a chaotic place, she still forced herself to nod politely.
Qiao Ling asked again, "It's not too late yet, why is Young Master Zhang going back already?"
"Miss Yingying said she wasn't feeling well today... I told her to rest more and then I decided to go back first."
"Young Master Zhang is indeed deeply in love with Miss Yingying," Qiao Ling said with a smile. "Every time he comes to this place of tenderness, he only calls out Yingying's name."
"Mr. Qiao, you flatter me." Zhang Cong said apologetically, "I'll head back now, Mr. Qiao, let's talk again next time."
Qiao Ling waved her hand, "Take care."
Zhang Cong nodded. As he was about to walk past Feng Guang, he accidentally stepped on a shard of a bowl. He swayed and was about to fall. Feng Guang instinctively reached out to help him, but Zhang Cong suddenly cried out in pain and fell in another direction. This time, Qiao Ling caught him.
"Young Master Zhang, are you alright?"
Zhang Cong rubbed his aching shoulder, shook his head, and looked around strangely. He couldn't see anything, but he felt even more uneasy. He quickly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I'll go now."
Judging from his back as he hugged his own shoulders, he looked to be in considerable pain.
Looking at the pebbles in the corner, Feng Guang stroked her chin, a thoughtful smile playing on her lips beneath her veil.
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