Who in the world does not know you?

Chapter 52 Thank you, Young Master Qing

Inside the boudoir, the courtesan fell to her knees with a thud, as if she had glimpsed the most terrifying demon in the world.

Amo, who had just been slapped, had no idea what was going on.

She couldn't understand why, when she first met Qingchuan, she only felt that he was gentle and refined, which gave rise to the simple idea of ​​getting closer to him. However, Qingchuan liked to visit brothels but couldn't have any physical contact with the girls there, which was really strange.

She had naturally heard from Hua Niang beforehand that she should not have contact with Qing Chuan, but she did not take these warnings to heart. Looking at the men in the world, even those who were pure and abstinent, how many of them could remain unmoved when they saw her outstanding appearance?

She couldn't understand why Hua Niang was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the young master in front of her. Even if the eldest son of the General's Mansion was of noble status, it shouldn't be that Hua Niang was so terrified by such a trivial matter...

The stinging sensation on her cheek lessened as her doubts distracted her. Amo had been escorted from Luocheng to Ningzhou Prefecture under guard, a long journey of thousands of miles, through the help of an intermediary. At this moment, her intuition told her that this seemingly harmless and clean young master was probably not as kind as he appeared.

Qingchuan's gaze was fixed on Amo.

When their eyes met again, Amo felt that his gaze was incredibly cold, no longer as gentle and warm as it had been at the beginning.

He looked at it as if it were a lifeless object, and did not want to resonate with it in any way.

From Hua Niang's fear, A Mo realized that she couldn't afford to offend the young master in front of her. But now that things had come to this, she just couldn't swallow her anger. She couldn't understand why.

Is it possible that he would kill me just because I wanted to touch him?

As this thought arose in his mind, a cold smile appeared on Amo's lips.

"Young Master Qing, I am from out of town and I am ignorant of the rules. I have disturbed your enjoyment, and at most, I will lose my lowly life. But before I die, I must ask you one question: Do you have a hidden illness, which is why you are angry at my advances? Or...?"

Amo's words were full of provocation, which made Hua Niang, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing incessantly, tremble with fear. She quickly shouted to stop him.

"Shut up!"

Qingchuan remained silent, simply smiling as he calmly walked away.

He was perfectly healthy, so there was no need for further explanation.

Also, he just saw a familiar figure by the window.

The wailing of the madam outside Qingzhufang attracted a crowd of onlookers, but they quickly dispersed once they saw the boy's face clearly.

No one dares to mess with the young master of the General's Mansion; the risk of getting yourself into trouble just to watch the show is far too great.

The commotion of the crowd coming and going caught the attention of Ning Qi, who had been searching the area. When he saw that the person standing at the entrance of Qingzhufang was his beloved third brother, he immediately smiled and went to greet him.

"Third brother, visiting brothels again?"

"Just killing time when I have nothing else to do."

"What's going on?"

Ning Qi frowned when he saw Hua Niang kneeling and pleading behind Qing Chuan.

The girls in Qingzhufang gathered at the entrance, anxiously watching Qingchuan's retreating figure.

Amo stood beside Hua Niang. She did not kneel down. She was afraid of dying, but she wanted to die knowing why.

If it were anyone else, Hua Niang would probably cling to their leg and beg, but she knew all too well that this would only bring her a more severe and catastrophic disaster.

Upon seeing Ning Qi appear, Hua Niang seemed to see a savior. She moved her body and hugged Ning Qi's leg, crying loudly.

She didn't explain anything because she knew that Ning Qi and Qing Chuan were the closest. Everyone in Ningzhou Prefecture knew that Constable Ning in the yamen was Young Master Qing's older brother. The two had been close friends since childhood. Even if Ning Qi was sometimes dull-witted, he would realize what had happened based on his understanding of Qing Chuan.

"Hua Niang, did one of the girls in your Green Bamboo Workshop get involved with the third brother?"

Hua Niang shook her head like a rattle drum, while waving her hands repeatedly.

"I didn't run into her, I didn't run into her!"

When Hua Niang went downstairs, she confirmed with A Mo that the latter had indeed not encountered Qing Chuan, which is why she dared to answer so confidently in front of Qing Chuan.

Ning Qi looked troubled upon hearing this.

"You know him too, it's not like you just met Lao San yesterday, how could you... Hey, you know him perfectly well..."

Ning Qi did not act on his own initiative because of his status as the elder brother, even though he knew that if he spoke up at this moment, Qingchuan would definitely let Qingzhufang off the hook because of him.

"Officer Ning, please say something... I beg you on behalf of all the girls in Qingzhufang..."

Hua Niang's eyes were full of pleading. Ning Qi's gaze shifted between Hua Niang, who was clinging to his leg, and Qing Chuan, who seemed oblivious to everything. He sighed heavily, then pursed his lips and remained silent.

Rumors had long circulated in Ningzhou Prefecture that the "Mong" mentioned was the real reason why the young master frequented brothels.

Ning Qi, as the eldest brother, knew better than anyone why Qing Chuan spent his days indulging in pleasure in brothels.

"Alright, stop making things difficult for my brother. Starting today, Qingzhufang will be closed for a month. If I find out that Qingzhufang has received a single customer during this period, the consequences will be..."

"Thank you, Young Master Qing! Thank you, Young Master Qing!"

The way Hua Niang kept bowing and kowtowing was so humble that even the girls behind her, who had been hurt by her sharp words in the past, felt a little sorry for her.

Qingchuan hadn't finished speaking.

He casually turned around and looked again at Amo, who was standing there helplessly.

She was an extremely beautiful woman. Even though he, Young Master Qing, had seen countless courtesans, A-Mo's appearance and temperament would rank among the top three.

She didn't do anything wrong; she was just trying to save herself and escape the hell out of a moment of madness and resorted to some petty tricks.

"As for her..."

Feeling Qingchuan's gaze, Amo's throat bobbed, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She had put on an outer garment before going downstairs to avoid exposing her snow-white back to anyone.

Qingchuan reached into his robes, casually pulled out a few silver notes, and tossed them behind him without even glancing at them.

Several silver notes fell lightly like snowflakes.

"Return her indenture to her, and from now on she can go wherever she wants with her erhu."

Amo's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with disbelief.

"Yes, yes..."

Hua Niang stood up, took out A Mo's indenture from the inside of her belt, and quickly stuffed it into A Mo's hand as if avoiding a plague.

With everything settled, Qingchuan's mood seemed unaffected.

Just as the two brothers were about to leave side by side, a delicate voice came from behind Qingchuan.

"Young Master Qing, thank you..."

Qingchuan stopped, but did not turn back.

"Don't let me see you again in Ningzhou Prefecture."

He finished speaking and left gracefully, his tall, receding figure magnified infinitely in Amo's eyes.

Amo didn't know what kind of person Qingchuan was; she couldn't describe her.

The warm spring sun shone on her, and she could still smell the aroma of the wine that had been splashed on her face.

She suddenly longed to see him again.

Want it so so much.