[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 4

Chapter 22

When the flames of severing ties reached my door, the sounds of battle were already deafening outside. Yuan Weijiu rushed out immediately, cautiously holding the weak Yun Zhengyue hostage as a precaution.

Regarding the rescue plan for the eldest son of the Yun family, even after so many years as pirates, we were still caught completely off guard. Because as the invincible overlords of the sea, we always possessed a certain almost obsessive pride—that the people on the Ghost King never failed, so how could they be ambushed?

Thinking the Yun family were purely benevolent merchants was Yuan Weijiu's biggest mistake. Later I learned that although Yun Heying had been a businessman for many years, he had used some unknown means to be very influential in officialdom.

Otherwise, our Ghost King wouldn't be engulfed in flames by burning arrows. Not only could we no longer rely on darkness to conceal our movements, but the ship was also surrounded by several warships of the Coast Guard Governor.

"You're the pirate captain who made demands of me?"

In the distance, a magnificent, distinctive-looking ship stood in the safest spot amidst heavy security. A man in red stood at the bow, his features delicate yet not as striking as Yun Zhengyue's. However, his every move exuded a natural authority that inspired trust and reliance.

If I'm not mistaken, this is Yun Zhengyue's elder brother.

"Chief Yun, what is this—"

Ignoring the nearly a thousand menacing coastal guards surrounding them, Yuan Weijiu, holding Yun Zhengyue's vital point, stood calmly on the deck of the Ghost King, meeting Yun Heying's gaze without a trace of fear.

"No reason, I've come to reclaim my brother."

His gaze slowly shifted to Yun Zhengyue in the man's arms, the elder brother seemingly displeased with his younger brother's thinness and haggardness. His already cold words sounded like frost in the dead of winter, growing even colder.

"If you want the Second Young Master of the Yun family, bring 100,000 taels of silver to ransom him. We agreed that the money would be exchanged for him tomorrow. I never expected that the head of the Yun family business, which is known for its integrity, would not only break his promise but also lead so many coastal defense soldiers to ambush me. It seems that the Governor-General of Coast Guard has a good relationship with you, but aren't you afraid that I will also break my promise and kill him?"

The threatening words were spoken neither servilely nor arrogantly, but firmly.

As if to prove that what she said was true, a cold glint flashed in Yuan Weijiu's eyes. She easily picked up the half-broken arrow stuck in the ground with her toe, then held it in her hand and stabbed it hard into Yun Zhengyue's thigh.

"Ugh!!"

The excruciating pain in his leg caused the Second Young Master of the Yun family, whose speech had just been released, to cry out miserably. I saw that because of this, Yun Heying's brows finally furrowed as if they had been released from their restraints. Otherwise, I would have really thought that this guy was born without joy or sorrow, his expression as calm as if he were wearing a mask.

Although Yuan Weijiu's attire and boat couldn't compare to the wealthy and powerful Yun Heying, his aura was in no way inferior. In fact, one could say that someone who could maintain a calm tone and continue negotiating despite such an unfavorable situation was someone else entirely.

When Uncle Ji, clutching his injured arm, stumbled into my room to rescue me, even though my lower body was almost numb and aching from the assault, I still mustered my strength and ran out with him, helping the brothers on the ship fight the fire while anxiously watching the ship's movements.

At this moment, I was standing behind the mast not far from Yuan Weijiu, seeing so many people from the Coast Guard for the first time in my life.

It's said that the position of Coast Guard Governor in Zhongzhou was merely a formality, allowing young masters to obtain official positions and then exploit the people's tax money for their own pleasure. Generally speaking, good and evil are not mutually exclusive. However, as members of the maritime underworld, we've always kept to ourselves and the nominal government offices.

But now, looking at them like stone statues at the bow, the coastal guards are all brave and skilled, heavily guarded. They show no signs of weariness or lethargy; on the contrary, they are full of energy, like elites carefully selected for their ranks. Are we truly doomed today…?

“Ghost Commander, why are you doing this? You just want money, right? Fine, I've brought your money. Come and get it yourself.”

Although a single order could wipe out everyone on the Ghost King, he had no intention of taking his brother with him. Seeing that a direct attack had failed and Yun Zhengyue had been injured, Yun Heying ordered a box of gold ingots to be quickly brought over. Upon opening the lid, a dazzling array of gold was revealed. Exactly one hundred thousand taels of silver.

"Send someone over."

With a cold laugh, Yuan Weijiu rejected the unfavorable suggestion, his expression unchanging as he twisted the arrow embedded in Yun Zhengyue's thigh. He had deliberately made him appear bloodied and mangled in front of those who cared about him, his entire trouser leg stained crimson with blood.

"Brother... Brother..."

The man's screams chilled me to the bone, and I touched my chest, feeling a pang of heartache. I knew Yuan Weijiu was thinking of everyone's lives on the ship; asking for money was just a way to buy time to find a solution. Otherwise, regardless of whether Yun Zhengyue was rescued or not, everyone would die.

"Alright, as you wish."

Clearly unable to bear seeing his brother suffer, Yun Heying bowed and spoke a few words to his attendant. The two men then lowered a small boat, unloaded a chest of gold ingots, and slowly rowed towards our large ship.

"Hmm, it's real gold."

After the entire chest of gold ingots was loaded onto the Ghost King, Yuan Weijiu kicked each of his attendants, who hadn't even settled on the ship, into the sea. "There are so many of them, they certainly won't drown, but staying on the Ghost King for even a moment longer could lead to a catastrophic collapse.

" "Release him after the examination. I don't want to see my brother injured again."

The eldest brother of the Yun family, squinting, ordered Yuan Weijiu, his patience clearly nearing its limit.

"Hehe..."

Yuan Weijiu smiled slyly, showing no intention of releasing the injured man.

"Get these coastal defense ships far away first. I don't want this useless brat to be sunk by your cannons the moment I release him. Is this your purpose for coming today, Chief Yun? Saving lives is one thing, but you don't intend for us to leave alive."

Yuan Weijiu's words were incisive.

Just from that rain of arrows and fire, many of our brothers on deck have already died. Not to mention those who survived but were seriously wounded. Yun Heying must have calculated that his brother would be locked in a relatively secluded cabin to avoid accidental injury before devising this plan.

I dare say, if it weren't for our battle-hardened experience, ordinary pirate ships would already be littered with corpses and drowned in the cold, dark seabed...

"Heh, alright, as you wish—"

No denial was tantamount to admission; his cunning scheme had been exposed. Yun Heying remained unfazed, not finding it malicious at all, but rather as if he were conducting business, each making concessions if a deal fell through. With a wave of his hand, he directed the warships, which were on high alert all around, to sail towards distant waters beyond the reach of the Ghost King.

"Now, can you release them?" Only

when only our two ships remained on the sea did Yun Heying speak again. But his tone now carried a strong threat; I genuinely suspected that if Yuan Weijiu didn't release Yun Heying, this guy would fight us to the death.

"Go!"

Knowing when to stop was the secret to the Ghost King's dominance in these waters for so many years. Now that all potential threats to us were gone... Yuan Weijiu stopped making things difficult and with a flick of her palm, she lightly slapped Yun Zhengyue onto the magnificent ship opposite.

"Brother, how are you? Quickly call a doctor!"

Blood truly is thicker than water; he reached out and embraced his own brother's flesh and blood. Yun Heying's composure shattered completely, replaced by heart-wrenching grief and indignation.

"Brother...brother...I want...I want that woman..."

He was barely clinging to life, collapsing into the arms of his usually doting older brother. Yun Zhengyue, with his last ounce of strength, pointed at me, still hidden behind the mast of the Ghost King, and said bitterly.

"This...Yue'er, it's just a woman. If you want...brother can spend money to buy you a better one."

Frowning at this request, Yun Heying clearly felt it was unreasonable.

"No! Big brother...I want her...she owes me, I must make her...make her repay..."

"I see..."

Handing his brother's weakened body to the hastily arriving ship's doctor, Yun Heying nodded thoughtfully. When he stood up again, his face was once again icy and negotiating. Still relying on his hands? How could that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

"Ghost General, I also want that woman behind the mast."

"Haitang?"

It was probably only then that Yuan Weijiu noticed I had been standing behind him for a long time. His gaze fell on me, then he smiled meaningfully and turned to Yun Heying.

"Why should I give you my person?"

"Because of the power and wealth of our Yun family."

Returning with a meaningful smile, the eldest brother of the Yun family seemed confident of victory.

"Ghost General, don't say I didn't warn you. If you have the guts, then never come ashore, otherwise I, Yun Heying, will definitely find a way to make all of you, including your wives, children, parents… die a horrible, horrible death."

After saying this, he stared intently at Yuan Weijiu, seemingly waiting for an unquestionable answer. Perhaps overwhelmed by his aura, Yuan Weijiu pondered for a moment before revealing a relieved smile.

"If that's the case, then Chief Yun is really overreacting. She's just a woman, you can have her."

Faced with the lives of a ship full of people and their families, I thought weighing the pros and cons wouldn't be difficult. But I never expected Yuan Weijiu to answer so decisively, so nonchalantly. It was as if I was nothing more than a stone or a piece of wood to him, insignificant.

"Uncle Jiu...no...you wouldn't do this to me..."

Seeing him walk towards me, my heart was breaking. Crying was secondary; the important thing was that I felt something I had believed in for so many years finally shatter into dust.

"Little Begonia, don't blame Uncle Jiu..."

Yuan Weijiu rarely looked me in the eye and even reached out to hug me. But this hug didn't warm me at all; instead, it felt like my flesh was being burned raw.

"Yuan...Wei...Jiu..."

I called out his name slowly and deliberately, wanting to dig out his heart to see if it was black. But none of this stopped him from throwing me towards the merchant ship like a gift. The moment I landed on the opposite deck, I coughed up blood, consumed by rage.

He stood on the Ghost King, watching me intently. His black hair flew, his clothes fluttered—

and then, along with the pirate ship I had lived on for ten years, he gradually disappeared into the rising black mist.

Chapter 23 Forced into Prostitution

"What is this…"

Forced to kneel on the ground, I frowned at the contract spread out before me.

"Your contract of servitude. Since my brother wants to keep you, our Yun family doesn't mind having one more person to feed. However, I, Yun Heying, never support useless people. Signing this contract is equivalent to selling yourself to the Yun family and becoming a prostitute. From now on, you will be the exclusive prostitute of the manor. Have I made myself clear enough?"

Sitting leisurely in the main seat, the man casually used the lid of his teacup to elegantly filter the tea leaves floating on the surface of his teacup. Although he was saying things that would make me furious enough to vomit blood, he didn't seem uncomfortable at all. It seemed this guy was used to being an exploiter in the business world.

"Go to hell! Why would I sell myself to you, even as a prostitute? Are you out of your mind?!"

I raised my head defiantly, even though two burly men were holding me down so I couldn't jump up and point my finger at him while cursing, my aura was still no less than anyone else present.

"Tsk, I'll let it slide since it's your first time."

Yun Heying coldly shifted his attention from the teacup in his hand to my face, revealing a mocking smile.

"But remember, in the Yun family, a servant who offends his master will be whipped twenty times. Looking at your delicate skin, if you get a bruised face, it'll be even harder to get ahead in the prostitutes' quarters."

"Don't dream, I don't owe you anything, why would I sell myself to you?"

It was a perfectly calm male voice, but for some reason, I couldn't help but shiver after hearing him speak to me. After Yun Heying's words, I felt a little uneasy. I really didn't dare to argue with him anymore, but I still didn't give up on what I should stand for.

Why should I? Yun Zhengyue wanted to keep me, so he wouldn't invite me as a guest, but Yuan Weijiu gave me to him, so he became his woman? I never belonged to Yuan Weijiu, okay?

"Who said you don't owe me anything?"

Raising an eyebrow, the man's mockery deepened.

"You owe me a full ten thousand taels. Looking at you, only your face is worth anything. The courtesans in our Yun household are all paid. Although I don't know how many more years you'll be young, you get one tael of silver per session. I'll keep this money to pay off the debt. Once you've done it ten thousand times, I'll burn your indenture. From then on, we're even. How about that?"

What a load of rubbish! According to his calculations, even if I slept with a man ten times a day, it would take more than three years to pay off the debt. Not to mention being used every day for three years—I'd be lucky if I didn't ruin myself!

"When did I owe you ten thousand taels of silver?!"

I suppressed the urge to vomit blood, even though he hadn't said anything particularly provocative. But I was still so angry my temples were throbbing.

"Don't play dumb. You were there when I redeemed Yue'er."

"What? That money was for Yuan Weijiu! I didn't take a single tael!"

"I don't care about that. That pirate leader has already escaped. You're his subordinate, so you should pay this debt. Alright, enough talk, just put your fingerprint on it."

He seemed to be getting impatient. I'd never seen such a calculating and unreasonable man. Was Yun Zhengyue really his brother? How could their personalities be so different?!

"I won't put it on, give up!"

Fine, he couldn't control himself from pinning such a huge debt on me, but I could control my fingers. I glared at him fiercely, narrowing my eyes. What could he do to me if I refused to sign?

"Not selling?"

Yun Heying's eyebrows rose even higher, his previously cheerful expression instantly turning incredibly sinister.

"If you don't sell, I'll send you to the authorities. At sea, robbery combined with kidnapping and extortion is punishable by death by dismemberment under our laws. By the way, I, Yun Heying, never do business at a loss. You owe me ten thousand taels, so I'll make arrangements with the executioner beforehand. I'll cut you into ten thousand slices. Each slice is worth one tael of silver; you're more valuable than rare and exotic animals."

"..."

"I sign..."

Chapter 24 Compromise Compromise

I gritted my teeth and reluctantly pressed my fingerprint. The bright red ink clung to my fingertips, impossible to wipe away, looking like blood as it spoke of my grievances.

That Yun guy, you're ruthless!

Having followed Yuan Weijiu in dominating the seas for so many years, I've seen countless people. But I've never met a man as domineering and cold as Yun Heying. Even his jokes seemed excessive to me, let alone his ability to say them without batting an eye, without a trace of shame or remorse.

He's a pervert!

I was furious but helpless, only able to silently curse him with a grimace. Perhaps it's because I haven't been on land for too many years, and I've lost touch with this world that's changed so much. Maybe this society needs someone like Yun Heying to rule the world.

So he's a pervert, and he's rich.

"Alright, go down. Someone will teach you what to do from now on."

Looking with satisfaction at the indenture bearing my name and fingerprint, Yun Heying nodded, his manner like an official finishing a plate of paperwork. Emotionless, businesslike. He was done and was leaving quickly; there were others waiting in line.

"Oh..."

Leaving Yun Heying's study, a servant-looking man led me to the east courtyard where the brothel lived.

The Yun mansion was truly enormous. From east to west, one had to walk through a long corridor, cross a stone bridge, admire the artificial hill, and see a neatly manicured garden. Everywhere were ornately decorated pavilions and towers. It was beautiful and enchanting; my legs ached from walking. I remembered

living in a similar large house when I was a child, but everything around it was somewhat old and worn, unlike the Yun family's brand-new extravagance.

However, Yun Zhengyue looked like a spoiled brat, while his brother seemed to have quite good taste. Although the Yun mansion was wealthy, it didn't lack elegance. Flowers and plants were everywhere, and overall I quite liked it; everything was new and exciting.

"We've arrived, miss, please come in."

The servant finally led me to a small courtyard in the east wing. Counting them, there were probably eight rooms in total. I wondered if they were all occupied by courtesans.

The Yun family were merchants, and it was normal to discuss business over drinks.

However, hiring courtesans from outside was inconvenient if the courtesans were present, as it would be troublesome to neglect the guests. On the other hand, it was also cleaner to use their own beauties. Not only would the guests have a good time without too many rules or exorbitant prices, but most importantly, it was convenient for the masters, who were unmarried, to have their way with the women they wanted without worrying about their reputation.

Therefore, these wealthy merchants treated the women they kept at home very well, as their business relied on them to boost sales. Just as Yun Heying said, in this mansion, the courtesans were provided with food and lodging, and they even received money.

But even with the best treatment, a prostitute is still a prostitute…

No matter how open-minded or unconventional I am, I wouldn't want just any fat, bloated man to sleep with me. I might as well hang myself to avoid that hopeless suffering.

Thinking this way, I seem quite principled. But in the end, I sighed and gently pushed open the door the servant had pointed out.

The door creaked slightly as it turned.

The room wasn't large, but it was very clean. Although it was a woman's room, the bed linens and bedding were all very plain. The dressing table was also simple, seemingly not encouraging the seductive style of the courtesans.

Not bad… I'll stay here for now. Let's see what Yun Heying meant by "things to learn."

I know that conforming like this is useless and degenerate. It's a waste that my mother gave up what should have been ours to prevent me from going down this path.

But thoughts aside, resentment is resentment. At eighteen, like a poem, like a flower—life isn't even half over yet, and dying isn't so easy…

What to do if you don't want to die?

Besides compromise, there's only compromise.

Chapter 25 First Encounter with the Weaver Girl

The servant dropped me off and left, leaving me wandering around this new room like a headless fly.

Overall, this is much better than the room on the Ghost King. Having spent so many years among men, I'm not picky about things, as long as the bedding is clean.

But I'm very sentimental, and reluctance is inevitable. Otherwise, I wouldn't have refused so readily when Yun Zhengyue asked me to go with him to enjoy life.

I miss Uncle Ji, I miss my brothers, and I miss Yuan Weijiu even more—I don't know whether to hate or resent him now. But I'm certain of one thing: the blossoming feelings I've had for him since childhood vanished the moment he abandoned me.

My passion came quickly, and it went quickly. Clean and decisive.

Loving someone might take ten years, but deciding to stop loving—it only takes a moment.

When I'm alone, I sometimes think that if it were my mother, she would silently weep, swallowing her grievances and tears. Then she would walk away without a word, avoiding any further harm. She would forever remain a tragic supporting character in someone else's life.

But I am her daughter, and I am not that cowardly.

If God truly grants me another chance, I will make Yuan Weijiu pay for his actions.

And so, on my first day at the Yun family mansion, having just been stunned by the extravagant lifestyle of the wealthy, I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, fantasizing about reuniting with Yuan Weijiu in my room.

Would I spit in his face, or stab him? Or would I simply kick him in the groin, rendering him infertile forever?

The power of imagination is boundless; humans can obtain all sorts of pleasures in the void of imagination that are impossible in reality.

But after excitedly gesturing for a while, when things quieted down, I found myself completely alone in an unfamiliar place. An indescribable loneliness and emptiness overwhelmed me, turning me into a fish out of breath, thrashing about aimlessly on the beach like a joke.

Oh, Haitang, how could you make yourself look so pathetic—

"Oh~ you're the new girl? Let me see, let me see, you're quite pretty. Our master's taste is getting better and better."

Just as my spirits were plummeting, a woman pushed open the door without knocking. Her eyes darted around, scrutinizing me thoroughly, then she swayed gracefully with a fan in her hand, making me dizzy.

"You are…"

I shrank back warily, my pirate-like alertness making me feel that everything that came was ill-intentioned.

"Me? I'm the one who brought you here. You can call me Weaver Girl. I'm here today to teach you some manners. Don't worry, I've been in this Yun Manor for three years now, and I know all the ins and outs. Follow me and learn well, and with your face, you're sure to become a favorite of the masters."

Weaver Girl was completely unfazed by my wary gaze. Today she was dressed in a pink gauze dress, looking quite charming. The pearl hairpins in her hair were also of the finest quality. Although she looked a few years older than me, she exuded femininity, displaying the most radiant beauty of her age.

She didn't come in alone; three maids stood behind her, each carrying a large pile of things with an air of importance. Their expressions were wooden; if I hadn't seen them in person, I would have thought they were three wooden stakes.

"The people who brought me...to teach me manners?"

Combining this setup with Yun Heying's words, I understood.

"Yes, you can interpret it that way."

My directness elicited a coquettish laugh from Zhiniang, her boneless body swaying three times with each laugh.

"Anyway, following me, Zhiniang, means the masters will definitely pamper you. As long as you're obedient, no one will mistreat you."

"Then can you give me a lot of silver?"

What's the use of pampering me?

Seeing her smug expression, I refrained from telling her that Yun Zhengyue had made me come to the Yun mansion as a concubine on the third day after we met. If I were greedy for a man's favor, I wouldn't be in this situation now. The most important thing right now is to pay back the ten thousand taels of silver I "owe" to Yun Bapi.

My bluntness indeed surprised the beautiful woman slightly. Perhaps it was the first time she'd heard of someone entering a household as a prostitute not to please the master and gain a concubine position, but simply to make money.

But I didn't want to either; I was forced into it…

“If you're short of money, that's not impossible… If you please the master, the valuable gifts he bestows can be pawned and sold for a considerable sum. But the premise is the same: you must use all your skills to please the men and make them willing to reward you. Understand?”

“Understood…”

What she said made sense, and she didn't seem difficult to get along with. So I obediently nodded. Then, as expected, I saw the swaying Weaver Girl again…

“Alright, since you’re so obedient, then come with me.”

“Huh?”

Chapter 26 Tears of Despair

I must be having the worst luck to be entangled with this crazy woman, and even have to do these absurd things with her…

“Open your legs, open them a little wider! Otherwise, I can’t see anything!”

Beside the steaming hot spring bath—this should have been a beautiful and romantic place. But I was naked, sweating profusely, posing as a frog so that Weaver Girl could examine my genitals between my legs.

Can anyone tell me what’s going on here? Do prostitutes all have to go through such cringe-worthy experiences…?

“Sigh, youth is an asset. Begonia, you’re quite well-endowed down there, and here—”

Reaching out and tugging at my nipple without any hesitation, Weaver Girl took the fan handed to her by the maid and fanned herself twice.

"The shape is beautiful, and the color is delicate pink. It seems she hasn't been with many men before. Xiao Yi, hand me that white bottle."

Completely oblivious, she spoke of such private matters with such ease. I thought to myself, "Truly worthy of someone from the Yun family." Just like Yun Heying, she seems alright when she's silent, but once she speaks, you feel an overwhelming urge to feed her shit.

"Yes, Master."

Xiao Yi was one of the maids who had been acting like wooden stakes earlier. I had assumed that as a beautiful woman, she would at least name her maids with something of jade or pearl, something a little more sophisticated. But this weaver really saved herself the trouble, simply numbering them one, two, three, and that was it.

"Here, this is a secret 'pink juice.' After you've finished serving a man or just after showering, pour a few drops and apply it to these three places on your body. When we women do 'that' too much, the color of our private parts gradually darkens and becomes unsightly. Applying this will ensure you stay as pink and tender as an eighteen-year-old forever, understand?"

"Uh… I understand…"

I shakily took the bottle. It was filled to the brim; it felt heavy in my hand, enough for a thousand or eight hundred uses. But the thought of having to reach down and touch myself every time sent a chill down my spine.

"Also, when you spread your legs just now, I noticed your flexibility is terrible. You couldn't even lift one leg above your eyebrows. How can you give a man a special feeling in bed with that kind of position? So when you get back, you need to stretch and press your legs every day, you have to be able to bend them however you want. But after you finish practicing, remember to spend half an hour focusing your energy and contracting your vagina, otherwise your vagina will become loose. Got it?"

"I-I heard..."

Sister Zhiniang... you can make me even more devastated, it's okay...

"And then—"

I swallowed hard, thinking that the shocking thing was over. Who knew that even a fan couldn't blow away this woman's "skills," and in the next instant, she struck me down again.

I saw her hands naturally start to touch my body like touching a winter melon. While touching me, she also made me follow her instructions to turn over like a fried fish so that she could touch me more comfortably.

"Your skin is nice, and your hair is nice too..."

After another exclamation about how wonderful youth is, the woman ordered the waiter to bring over a small jar and place it in front of me.

"What is this...?"

To be honest, I was about to burst. Couldn't she just finish what she was saying?

"This is 'Jade Complexion Powder,' a good thing. Just scoop out a small piece every three days and apply it to your face. I guarantee your skin will always be white, tender, smooth, and flawless."

Her eyes shone as she spoke, as if it were truly magical. Curious, I opened the jar and took a sniff, only to be met with an indescribable, nauseating stench.

"Ugh... what is this made of..."

"White lilac, eagle-striped white, and pigeon-striped white, of course."

The weaver rolled her eyes at me, snatched the jar, and took a deep sniff, looking as if she were thoroughly enjoying herself.

"What is that...?"

"It's sparrow droppings, eagle droppings, and pigeon droppings."

"..."

"Go ahead and smear bird droppings on your face!!"

"So what? As long as it works. If you rub this on, you won't get wrinkles. Wouldn't you use it?"

"I don't want to... I don't have wrinkles..."

I was about to cry...

Even when I was being chased by the coastal defense soldiers before, I was never this pathetic, wanting to run away with my tail between my legs. This Weaver Girl sister was clearly more terrifying than the coastal defense soldiers, the pirates' nemesis. No, calling her terrifying is too kind; she's simply terrifying!!!

Sister, are you really not sent by Yun Heying to play with me... or did you take Yun Zhengyue's money to get revenge on me? I know I was wrong... I shouldn't have toyed with his feelings. Can you forgive me...?

"Tsk, I've never seen anything like this before. Okay, fine, if you don't want it, fine. This stuff is very expensive. If it weren't for your good looks, I wouldn't have wasted it on you!"

"Waaah..."

Tears streamed down my face. For the first time, I realized that being a prostitute was such a miserable thing.

After tormenting me for over two hours, the Weaver Girl finally allowed me to relax and soak in the pool. The moment I touched the warm water, the resentment I felt from this crazy woman's "abuse" vanished instantly. All I could think about was how warm the water was, and how blissful it was to soak without having to listen to her.

Then, the Weaver Girl also took off her clothes and came in to bathe, launching into a long lecture about hair care and such. I, meanwhile, hid myself in the steam, silently blowing bubbles, thinking that in my next life I wanted to be a cloud, so I could drift away the moment I encountered someone I didn't like…

But no matter what, Zhiniang was the first friend I made after arriving at the Yun family mansion.

She was a good person, just a bit too talkative, and some of her behavior bordered on madness in my eyes. Fortunately, this woman knew everything about everyone and everything in the Yun family mansion, and if I didn't understand something, asking her would always enlighten me.

As it turns out, judging from what I've encountered since, without her, my path of no return would have been ten thousand times more difficult than it is now, and there would never be an optimistic end.

Chapter 27 The Three Members of the Yun Family

"What... what's wrong now..."

While sipping my tea, I cautiously watched Zhiniang's strange act of placing three empty teacups in front of me.

I've become quite familiar with the servants and courtesans' quarters in the east courtyard over the past two days. The west courtyard is the masters' territory, and I can't just barge in without being summoned, so it's not within my scope of concern.

Zhiniang is a very outgoing person, and now she comes and goes from my room as if it were her own. She always barged in at the most unexpected moments, swaying and staggering in. If someone told me one day that this woman was a snake spirit in disguise, I wouldn't be surprised.

"Today, I'm going to tell you about the power structure of the Yun family, so you can be prepared for the future—"

She smiled mysteriously, her red lips curving upwards, the pearl hairpins in her hair shimmering in the sunlight.

Thanks to her, I've learned all sorts of things that are quite important for a courtesan over the past few days. For example, how to dress, how to comb your hair, how to apply makeup, and even how to "milk" to make your breasts the fullest...

She's a very talkative person; you could even call her a chatterbox.

However, I've heard from others that Zhi Niang used to be a concubine in another wealthy family, but the wife was jealous and fabricated various reasons to drive her out. If it weren't for Young Master Yun picking her up on the street, she would probably have starved to death by now.

So she always worked incredibly hard, striving to be the best courtesan, with almost no ambition.

Her only wish was to help Yun Heying close every deal he wanted, and to unreservedly train the new girls.

In Zhiniang's heart, this was perhaps the only way to repay the debt of saving her life. And Yun Heying, that skin-peeling demon, was surprisingly kind to her. He adorned her with gold and silver, and when not discussing business, they were always respectful to each other. Zhiniang

's experience reminded me of my mother and me; I never imagined our experiences were so similar. Now that my mother is gone, Zhiniang is taking care of me. Actually, this feeling... isn't bad.

I think deep down, Zhiniang is also lonely. She has no children of her own, and she has no desire to climb into the Yun family and continue being a concubine who could potentially lead to a repeat of tragedy. Now I treat her as an older sister, as a mother, and she naturally sees me as a younger sister, as a daughter.

Sometimes, the friendship between two women, built by chance, just clicks like that.

"What power structure..."

Seeing how terrifying she described it, I almost choked on my tea.

"Of course, I'm explaining the intricacies of the Yun family's power dynamics to you. You're trying to make a living here, and you don't know who's in charge, or who you can't afford to offend. How can you expect to have a good life?"

The woman stood with her hands on her hips, speaking with an air of self-righteousness.

"Then...what should I do?"

"What do you mean, what should I do? That's why I'm here today to make you face this reality!"

She swung the largest teacup in her hand triumphantly, placing it heavily in the center of the table.

"In the Yun family, the most powerful person is the eldest son, Yun Heying. The master passed away many years ago, and he single-handedly raised his younger siblings and supported the family. So, if you want to live well, you absolutely cannot offend him. Whatever he says goes, and you can't even resist."

"Like his style..."

The image of that twisted face immediately flashed through my mind. I muttered to myself, "Sure enough, there's an absolute reason why someone goes from normal to twisted." In the cutthroat world of business, if he hadn't been so calculating and ruthless from a young age, his family of four would probably have been devoured long ago, leaving not even bones. Let alone managing the entire business and such a large family.

"The second oldest is the second young master, Yun Zhengyue. But you don't need to worry about him; he has a good temperament and doesn't frequent the business world much. He usually spends the money earned by the eldest young master. He's not a bad person, just a bit lecherous. However, he usually doesn't touch the women in his household; he prefers to frequent brothels."

"He's a lecherous bastard, I've experienced it firsthand."

"What?"

"Ah, no… please continue."

I coughed twice to change the subject. I didn't really want others to know about my ambiguous relationship with Yun Zhengyue. Right now, I'm the prostitute and he's the master; saying it would only cause trouble.

"Okay, and then there's one last one—"

After looking at me suspiciously for a while, seeing there was nothing more to dig up, the weaver placed the two smaller teacups next to the large teacup like stars surrounding the moon, and let out a long sigh of relief as if her task was complete.

"That's Yun Qian'er, the young lady of the Yun family."

"This girl is timid and quiet, truly a lady of high birth. However, her two brothers are worried about the negative influence, so people of our status should avoid appearing before her. If you accidentally bump into her, there's no need to bow; just quickly move aside and disappear. Haitang, remember, for this sister's sake, those two men are capable of anything. Absolutely avoid any involvement with her."

"Oh, okay… I understand."

Seeing her serious expression, I immediately mentally drew a big X on this delicate young lady.

"Very good, I knew you were a clever child."

Seeing that I was obedient, Zhiniang smiled with satisfaction, and I quite enjoyed the maternal care emanating from her. The two of us glared at each other, and just as the atmosphere was getting pleasant, someone politely knocked on the half-open door.

"Who is it? Please come in—"

The door was pushed open, and a man who looked like a servant stood in the doorway.

"Miss Haitang, the young master requests your presence."

Chapter 28: The Study's Probing

It was early morning, and I hadn't even had a chance to eat anything. First, I was dragged up by Weaver Girl and given a long lecture, and now Yun Heying had summoned me to "make trouble for me."

Thinking back to when I was still on the Ghost King's ship, I felt so happy, having the freedom to arrange my sleep and wake-up times. Pirates didn't have the same rules as wealthy families; they could basically do whatever they wanted and be as carefree as they wanted. Unlike now, I had to follow orders in everything I did, completely transformed into a servant. I

lazily followed the servant to the east courtyard, nearly tripping over my own skirt several times.

Weaver Girl's eyes lit up when she heard the young master wanted to see me, saying she was incredibly lucky. She insisted I wear the incredibly thin clothes she had chosen, leaving most of my chest exposed, and the head ornaments were so heavy they made my head and neck ache.

I know she meant well, hoping I could use my beauty to seduce the eldest son of the Yun family and secure a good position for my retirement. But she didn't know about my relationship with these two young masters of the Yun family. In fact, in my own eyes, the more alluring I dressed, the more cheap and shameless they would perceive me to be. In the end, it would backfire, and I would only be disliked.

But it doesn't matter. He's not the man I like anyway, so I can think whatever I want. How many people in this world can truly understand another person? Everyone lives amidst lies and misunderstandings, yet we still live well.

"Miss Haitang, we're almost there."

Perhaps seeing me struggling to walk while lifting my skirt, the servant couldn't help but chuckle and nodded towards the study ahead.

"Okay, thank you."

I responded with a polite smile, looking around as I walked. Passing through the garden, I spotted a familiar figure standing in the distance, diligently practicing his fist techniques on a pile of wooden figures amidst the artificial hills.

In just a few days, Yun Zhengyue's injuries seemed completely healed. He was dressed in a sharp, tailored outfit, fiercely clashing his flesh against the hard wooden figures.

I watched him for a while, noticing at least four maids and servants standing beside him, holding towels, tea, and even soup bowls, waiting to serve this second young master. The sun made everything seem both real and unreal.

Yun Zhengyue's body has always been strong and powerful; so this is how he got it. But a simpleton is

still a simpleton; what's the use of just practicing punches? He'd be better off learning from his twisted older brother and using his brain more. But no matter how naive he is, he's still a handsome and wealthy young master. Now that I think about it, perhaps it's because his older brother protected him too well. All the evil and darkness were shielded from him by that person, leaving him only with innocence and joy. That's why he fell for me so easily, and was so easily deceived by me.

He's a bit foolish, and his persistence is misplaced. But so what? After all this, he lost nothing, while I, the woman who deceived him, have become a prostitute to be abused by others.

Maybe I really am the villain in this game, which is why I keep suffering retribution—

"You're here?"

My mind was filled with countless thoughts, but I didn't want to let them affect me too much. Instead, I quickened my pace towards Yun Heying's study.

Life isn't about worrying; overthinking is just needless anxiety. It's better to deal with things as they come; at least I'm still alive and not in immediate danger of being taken away.

"Hmm, Young Master, you wanted to see me?"

Yun Heying was still dressed in red. I really don't understand why this grown man is always so fond of red. Does this pervert have some kind of fantasy about red, wanting to be a groom every night?

"Sit—"

His handsome face lifted from a book, and I noticed his long, willow-leaf-shaped eyes. Usually, when they were half-closed, they only gave off an air of aloofness and coldness, but now, when he stared wide-eyed, it sent chills down my spine, as if I were facing a wolf in human skin.

Mr. Wolf, you didn't come to see me because you're hungry, did you…?

I sat down nervously in the chair furthest from him. Please don't doubt my courage in judging people. I'm not afraid of Yun Zhengyue, not afraid of the coastal defense soldiers, not even afraid of Yuan Weijiu. But I was afraid of him, genuinely afraid…

because this guy could, without firing a single shot or even slapping me, just by talking, saddle me with a debt of ten thousand taels of silver and force me to sign that damned indenture. I was absolutely certain that this guy had the ability to talk someone to death without ever actually killing them.

“Looks like you’re adapting well. You look quite handsome in that outfit.”

A crooked smile curled at the corner of his lips; I could tell it was definitely sarcastic.

“Thank you. Young Master didn’t call me here today just to see what I’m wearing, did he?”

I tried my best to respond calmly, even though I was terrified. I couldn’t lose face, I had to maintain some dignity.

“Are you implying something?”

The other corner of his lips also curled up, this time forming a complete smile.

“…No.”

I nervously pulled my shirt up a little; I didn’t want him to misunderstand anything.

"Come here, sit on my lap."

"Isn't that inappropriate..."

"This is an order. Didn't Weaver Girl teach you that within the Yun Manor, my orders are absolutely not to be disobeyed?"

The man was very patient, but clearly unwilling to share with me.

Forced into a corner, I reluctantly went over and stiffly sat on his lap. Hmm, soft and warm; it seems this guy is indeed human, not a ghost.

"Just like that?"

His lips instantly fell, replaced by furrowed brows.

"Just like that? What else could it be?"

I wouldn't lose a frown contest, staring blankly at him, not understanding what this pervert was trying to say.

"At this moment, you should be looking at me shyly, acting coquettish, or swaying your hips, right?"

"No...it's disgusting."

"..."

"Miss Haitang, I paid you to be a prostitute because you're pretty, hoping you could help me close deals at the dinner table. But look at you now, sitting on a man's lap like a piece of wood, doing nothing but numbing his thighs. As a woman, can't you do anything else?"

"I can lie, and I can poison. Do you think that will help you?"

"..."

After an eerie silence, Yun Heying covered his forehead with his long, slender, white right hand. The veins near his temple were throbbing.

I swear I'm telling the truth. If he can't accept it, there's nothing I can do. Weaver Girl has only taught me some self-care knowledge so far. When I lied before, it was just to lull people into a false sense of security so I could find an opportunity to poison them, not to get anything from them.

"Go down..."

After a while, I saw Yun Heying sigh and gently command.

"Hmm?"

"Keep talking, my legs are numb."

"Oh..."

I shrugged and jumped off Yun Heying indifferently. To be honest, he smelled quite nice, natural and refreshing. Much better than Yuan Weijiu's alcohol smell and Yun Zhengyue's incense smell. But I didn't miss being with him at all; on the contrary, I felt very relieved.

"Haitang, I don't care what methods you use. I have a very important business partner coming in two days, and he specifically requested a young girl to accompany him. I'm determined to get this deal. Go back and tell Zhiniang that if you're still this useless by then, I'll make her pay off your debts too."

This time, Yun Heying became completely serious, his tone not only leaving no room for argument but also carrying a very cruel threat. I didn't dare think he wasn't serious, but if he really was, this guy became even more disliked in my heart.

"Yes, Haitang understands—"

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