The young man in blue glanced at Bei Yutang, “This woman’s figure is quite nice, but her face is rather repulsive.”
The three men laughed heartily.
Bei Yutang lowered her head in self-consciousness, perfectly embodying the image of a plain and ugly girl.
Gu Qing withdrew his gaze from Bei Yutang and waved to her.
Just as she stepped out of the room, she encountered a pimp. Upon seeing Bei Yutang, the man said, “You, come with me.”
Bei Yutang was startled, then nodded and followed the pimp.
On the way, the pimp grabbed several maids and made them follow, with Bei Yutang sandwiched among them.
She was about to slip away quietly when a young maid tugged at Bei Yutang’s sleeve.
“Sister, which girl are you serving?” The maid who asked had a round face with a few freckles, regular features, not ugly, but not particularly beautiful either.
There are basically two types of maids working in the Yihong Courtyard. One type is those who are not yet of age to serve guests, and they learn from the young ladies in the brothel while also serving them. The other type is those who are not particularly attractive and are specifically there to serve the young ladies.
Bei Yutang looked up at the maid. “No.”
The round-faced maid looked at her face and immediately understood.
“Do you know where Brother Mu is taking us?” The round-faced girl continued to ask.
“No.”
Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, the round-faced girl assumed it was due to inferiority and didn’t press the matter further.
Seeing that she hadn’t asked any more questions, Bei Yutang walked along a long corridor and prepared to slowly head toward the back.
The moment she moved, the round-faced woman beside her immediately noticed, “Where are you going?”
Before Bei Yutang could answer, the pimp at the front turned around and said to the group, “What’s all the noise about? Everyone, keep up with the group.”
The round-faced woman pulled Bei Yutang, “Hurry up and keep up. If Brother Mu catches you, you’re in big trouble.”
Bei Yutang had no choice but to follow.
The group headed toward the back courtyard of Yihong Courtyard. The back courtyard was quite large, a vast courtyard with artificial hills, flowing water, pavilions, and towers, looking completely different from the front courtyard, as if they had entered a different place.
From the pavilion opposite, soft, seductive music drifted into their ears.
“So beautiful.” A maid in the group exclaimed.
“The person living in that pavilion is Qingyin, a young lady from the Yihong Courtyard. It must be Qingyin playing the zither. The music is truly beautiful. No wonder so many young masters are willing to spend fortunes just to hear her play a tune.”
Bei Yutang looked at the pavilion next to it. There were several other pavilions. The people living there must be girls of the same rank as Qingyin.
The pimp led them to a courtyard: “Once you go in, listen to the esteemed guest inside. Do whatever he tells you to do, understand?”
The maids nodded.
“Remember this very thing: if any of you offend the esteemed guest, you can expect to be sold into prostitution in a low-class brothel.” The pimp warned them ominously.
A low-class brothel is the lowest of the lowest in the brothel world. The customers there are all from the lowest social classes; the conditions are terrible, and the madams are like vampires. The madam would have the girls in the brothel entertain many customers every day, and many girls died from overwork.
Upon hearing the pimp’s words, everyone became extremely vigilant.
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