The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

Shen Qiyin lowered his head, intending to pretend he didn't hear anything and walk away, but he didn't expect the man to follow him.

"Hey! Why are you ignoring me?"

Feng Heng subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop her, but then thought it would be too abrupt, so he withdrew his hand and walked forward beside her: "It's me, didn't you recognize me?"

Shen Qiyin stopped helplessly.

She raised her eyes and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"No." Feng Heng shook his head blankly: "I just saw him from a distance and thought he looked like you, so I came to take a look."

"By the way..."

He looked Shen Qiyin up and down, his eyes revealing clear stupidity rather than uncomfortable frivolity: "Why are you here? And dressed like this?"

Shen Qiyin did not answer but asked: "What about you? Are you feeling better?"

Feng Heng: “…”

Seeing his hurt expression, Shen Qiyin suddenly realized and explained, "No, I didn't mean that."

She really didn't mean to poke his lungs.

She simply wanted to change the subject and divert his attention, so out of professional habit, she subconsciously showed concern for his condition, that was all.

Fortunately, Feng Heng was not such a petty person. After hearing her explanation, he came down the stairs and said, "The girl Citong here has a new song and asked me to help her write the lyrics."

"Oh, then you're busy."

Shen Qiyin was about to leave when Feng Heng called her back: "Wait a moment."

"Anything else?"

"You have to be careful of Song Huai!" Speaking of that person, Feng Heng's expression became more serious: "This person has evil intentions and improper behavior..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, thinking about his own reputation, he seemed to have no right to say this about others.

Pursing his lips silently, he changed his train of thought and warned her: "Just think about it, even someone like me thinks he is not a good person, you can imagine how bad he must be!"

Shen Qiyin: "Ah, this..."

"Don't disbelieve it!" For the first time, Feng Heng was troubled by his bad reputation, and the credibility of what he said was reduced a lot.

He was a little excited because of this. "That day, Ying'er came back from the chrysanthemum viewing banquet at the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion and mentioned to me that Song Huai was also ready to jump into the water to save him. Don't think he was kind-hearted."

"On the contrary, he wanted to make Ying'er lose her innocence in public and force her to marry him!"

After Shen Qiyin heard this, the focus was completely off the topic: "Is Feng Ruoying okay?"

Feng Heng was also instantly abducted, nodded, and said: "She ate well and slept well. She wanted to find you before, but after the incident of falling into the water, my mother didn't allow her to leave the house at will."

"What do you want from me?"

"She said something... You didn't tell her what you promised to tell her, and she was afraid that you would forget it after a long time... Oh, that's not what I wanted to say just now!" Feng Heng brought the conversation back in time.

"Song Huai and your junior brother are old acquaintances. You also saw what happened in the clinic that day. I'm afraid he won't give up easily."

"And if you offend him, he will definitely seek revenge."

"But fortunately, you have Prince Xiao and Marquis Wu'an backing you up. You can just use them when necessary. Song Huai is a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong, so I think he won't dare to bully you rashly."

What Feng Heng said makes sense, Shen Qiyi, you must have listened to it.

But there was one thing she didn't understand.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"If you hadn't saved Ying'er that day in the Marquis' Mansion, I'm afraid the evildoers would have succeeded." When talking about that incident, Feng Heng's face was rarely smiling: "It's just that the status of the Minister's Mansion is far inferior to that of the Marquis of Jianning Mansion, so I can only help to a limited extent."

Shen Qiyin said, "This is enough, thank you very much."

After nodding slightly to Feng Heng, Shen Qiyin went downstairs among the maids coming and going.

This time he didn't call her or follow her.

Shen Qiyin walked straight towards the direction where Shen Yaozu was.

In fact, it would be easiest to attack him in the mansion, but there are only a few people in the house and it would be easy to get into trouble.

But it's much more convenient in a place like this.

What’s more important is that most of the people who can come to Xunxiang Pavilion are either rich or noble. Shen Yaozu can’t afford to offend any of them. He can’t find the culprit even if he gets a shot, so he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

In order to give this precious "first shot" to her second brother, she specially coated it with a rare and good thing.

She stood a few steps away from Shen Yaozu, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

But just before she triggered the mechanism to shoot the needle out, the crowd suddenly became noisy!

I saw a plump beauty with eyes wide open, pushing away Shen Yaozu who was trying to pull her.

She is not like those delicate girls. She has plenty of strength and means.

Shen Yaozu was pushed and staggered, almost falling backwards.

The wine in the jug spilled all over his face. He wiped it off casually and shouted angrily at the woman, "How dare you hit me?!"

Pulling up the collar of her clothes that was pulled loose by Shen Yaozu to cover her shoulders, Ci Tong crossed her arms and said proudly, "Don't spit blood at me. I didn't hit you."

"You were the one who pulled me first, and I just pushed you away. Who knew you were so useless?"

After saying that, he also rolled his eyes.

Shen Yaozu was so angry that he threw the white jade wine pot in his hand, pointed at Citong and cursed: "What's wrong with me pulling you? It's just a thing that can be used as a pillow by thousands of people and ridden by tens of thousands of people. I am giving you face by touching you!"

As soon as he said this, not only were the girls in the building unwilling, but even the young men who came here to have fun together all looked gloomy.

There are countless brothels in the capital city, but Xunxiang Pavilion stands out among them because here, it is the girls who choose their patrons, not the patrons who choose the girls.

Some girls are picky about their faces, and those with pretty looks will be taken upstairs.

Some girls are picky about their height, so the young and strong ones become popular.

Some girls just love money, and whoever is willing to give her more money can knock on her door.

But if someone has a bad face and a bad figure, and is unwilling to spend money, then he can only accept his fate, pay the entrance fee, and leave after watching the singing and dancing.

As for those patrons who were allowed to go upstairs, even if they were extremely tempted, they had to abide by the rules of the building. They could not, like in other brothels, touch the girls in public and act in a unrestrained manner.

You have to wait until you get into the house and close the door before you can do whatever you want.

Therefore, if the red rope tied around the waists of these girls in the brothel is the only piece of cloth left to cover their bodies, then that door is the last bit of their dignity as human beings in this world.

Shen Qiyin did not deny that such rules were beneficial to these girls, but it was unknown whether the boss was trying to cater to some hypocrites.

After all, there are some hypocritical men in this world who want both.

He talks a lot about morality, but his mind is full of thieves and prostitutes.

They come here to have sex, but don't want to be talked about.

To this end, they indirectly elevated the status of Xunxiang Pavilion and told everyone they met that "this place is not comparable to those low-class brothels. We do not entertain lowly women here."

It seems that in this way, coming here to have fun is no longer a vulgar thing, but on the contrary, it is very elegant.

Now, Shen Yaozu tore off Ci Tong's clothes in front of so many people. It not only broke the rules of Xunxiang Pavilion, but also slapped those young masters in the face.

How could they tolerate him!

But before they could order people to drive Shen Yaozu out, Ci Tong adopted the posture of "one man blocking the pass against ten thousand men" and faced Shen Yaozu alone.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly where this place is!"

"You dare to pull my clothes when you come up here, are you crazy about women?"

After hearing this, Shen Yaozu recalled what Shen Cang had said to him that day, and became even more furious.

He was not very smart to begin with, and when he lost his rationality, all he was left with was "reckless".

He immediately yelled at Citong: "She is just a whore who is slept with by others, but you are taking advantage of her!"

"I just tore your clothes, what's wrong with that?"

"As long as I give you enough money, you will let me do whatever I want when we go upstairs. You have to take off your clothes anyway, so do you do it yourself or do I do it for you? Does it make any difference whether you take it off here or upstairs?"