Couples who have just fallen in love are always very clingy, to the point that the air is filled with pink bubbles.
Feng Guang and Mo Qing lingered in the room until the sun was high in the sky before finally leaving. Mo Qing checked out of the room, intending to take Feng Guang back to Black Wind Village that day.
"So when are you planning to marry me?" Feng Guang held his hand and walked with him down the street with a smile. Her face was covered by a veil, but although he was still dressed in black today, he was not wearing a black hat.
Mo Qing said, "The matter of marriage still needs to be considered carefully."
"What's there to discuss at length?"
He paused slightly, then said, "At the very least, I need to give you a grand wedding, and your parents..."
“It doesn’t matter if the wedding is grand or not.” Feng Guang shook his arm and said, “We can also ignore my parents for now. Who knows when they’ll be willing to accept me marrying you? Didn’t we agree that we can let time take its toll on them?”
Mo Qing fell silent for a brief moment, as if he was thinking about what to say in response.
Just then, a crowd surged ahead, and looking out, it was clear that this was the place of gentle pleasures. During the day, the place of gentle pleasures should have been quiet, but today it was unusually lively.
Feng Guang forgot to discuss the marriage with Mo Qing. She grabbed Mo Qing's hand and went over to join the fun. When she got closer, she found a row of people from the yamen standing at the entrance. She stepped back and politely asked a woman next to her, "Sister, what's going on here?"
"But this is a big deal," the woman in plain clothes said, covering her mouth. "I heard that someone died in this brothel. A life was lost, isn't that a big deal?"
"Someone died?" Feng Guang's first reaction was that a girl had been abused to death, but she quickly shook her head and dismissed the guess. Gentle Paradise was Qiao Ling's business. Qiao Ling was a kind and beautiful heroine who advocated equality for all in ancient times. She would never allow such a situation to occur in her business.
Seeing the scenery, Mo Qing became curious and asked, "Who died?"
If it were simply the death of a prostitute, the authorities would not have made such a fuss.
The woman lowered her voice and said, "I heard it was the young master of the Zhang family who was in the silk business. This young master Zhang often liked to come to brothels to find girls. He was a regular customer of brothels. I never thought that this time he would really die in the arms of a woman."
"Young Master Zhang?" Feng Guang quickly thought of someone. "Is it a man named Zhang Cong?"
“Exactly.” The woman nodded. “This morning, he was found dead in a young woman’s room. The Zhang family is a wealthy family, so the authorities immediately sent people over.”
Feng Guang frowned. "So, are there any suspects now?"
"It is said that they are questioning a suspicious person, but I don't know anything else. When the government is handling a case, they can't reveal too much about the case to us ordinary people."
Feng Guang thanked her, then pulled Mo Qing out of the crowd, frowning as she thought about something.
Mo Qing raised her hand to touch her brow and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
“Tell me…” Feng Guang stared intently at him, “You didn’t kill Zhang Cong, did you?”
Mo Qing paused slightly, "Why do you think I was the one who did it?"
"I don't know... I'm just afraid that you really did kill Zhang Cong..."
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