The sunlight filtered through the thin clouds, casting tiny rays of light into Zhao Chuchu's eyes. Her expression was calm, and her tone was neither hurried nor slow. She was not discussing any profound philosophy, but stating her views in a very ordinary way. Her views were integrated with her thoughts, as if they were engraved in her bones.
Shen Ci stared at her, slightly dazed. He seemed to see a huge gulf of time and space between him and Zhao Chuchu. Their thoughts were at different levels. Thinking back to his past interactions and conversations with Zhao Chuchu, he always felt a sense of disharmony. Now, it was the strongest, as if Zhao Chuchu came from another world, carrying the thoughts of that world.
He particularly agreed with that idea.
"What's wrong? Let's go back quickly. If we go back later, Qing'er and the others will be worried."
A familiar voice sounded, and Shen Ci came back to his senses. The person who was separated by time and space a moment ago suddenly appeared in front of him again.
Shen Ci retracted his complicated gaze and nodded.
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In the case of Yang Han's plagiarism, Bai Heng held a public trial that afternoon. Not only Shen Ci, Yang Han and other parties were present, but also onlookers.
The evidence was irrefutable, and the plagiarism case did not require further investigation. However, Yang Han had raped the boy a year earlier and forced him to jump into a well, which added to her guilt.
Bai Heng ruled that all of Yang Han's property would be returned to Shen Ci, and the book "High Mountains and Flowing Water" belonging to Shen Ci would also be returned in full. Because of the death of the young man who jumped into the well, Yang Han's behavior was considered egregious, and he was ultimately sentenced to beheading.
In the court, Yang Han had disheveled hair and was in a mess. He kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, but was eventually taken away.
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As soon as Yang Han got into trouble, her two young servants ran away quickly.
Hongyan Tower in Tangzhou Prefecture is the largest brothel. In the evening, people are coming and going in Hongyan Tower. Upstairs, young men wearing colorful gauze are leaning casually, with lazy and charming postures, waving handkerchiefs in their hands, smiling sweetly, and greeting the people passing by.
A man and a woman in their fifties emerged from the building. They were dressed simply. The man was old and had fine wrinkles on his face without makeup, but he had good features and must have been a handsome lady when he was young.
The older woman had dark skin and a slightly tall figure wrapped in gray clothes. Her facial features made her look very honest and simple.
His age and appearance were completely different from those of the young waiters, and he looked much more out of place in Hongyan Tower.
"Ahuai, do you know about Yang Han's affairs?" After walking out of Hongyan Tower, the woman stopped, scratched her head, and asked the person next to her in a low voice.
"Yeah, I heard it from the people in the building." In the darkening night, the thin man had a calm expression as he discussed Yang Han, as if he were just talking about an insignificant stone on the road. "Ever since she sold me to Hongyan Tower and divorced me, I have had no relationship with her anymore."
The man placed his hand on the back of the woman's. His hand was no longer smooth, even a little dry, but still warm. His voice was soothing: "Aqiao, although I don't know how many years I can live, I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you."
The woman grabbed Ah Huai's hand and nodded heavily. Her happy expression could still be seen in the night.
"Well, Ah Huai, I will definitely take good care of you."
The two gradually left the bustling Hongyan Building and disappeared into the quiet and peaceful night.
Ah Huai was the man sold to Hongyan Tower by Yang Han.
The two met when they were teenagers and had been through hardships for decades. Once Yang Han became rich, she abandoned him, who was no longer young.
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