Ping Zhao Lu

Chunfeng Street is bustling with people, and everyone comes here to have fun.

The Baihua Tower, located in the center of the street, is particularly eye-catching.

In front of the Baihua Tower, a group of girls dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing heavy makeup were welcoming the passing guests with smiles on their faces.

They either smiled coquettishly or glared seductively, trying their best to attract customers to come into the building and spend money.

Not far from the entrance of Baihua Tower, Zhuang Yan stood there with some lingering fear.

At this time, both he and Shang Jiu had changed into clothes that were different from usual.

Seeing Zhuang Yan standing there, hesitant to take a step into Baihua Tower, Shang Jiu couldn't help but feel a hint of sarcasm in his heart. He said coldly, "Why? Doesn't Zhuang Shaoqing usually frequent brothels? Why are you so timid today? With your rich experience in such places, are you afraid to go in?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but lower his head, pursed his lips, and then muttered in a very low voice: "Every time I come to a place like this, I can't help but think of my previous experience at Zuichunlou. Damn it, it almost ruined my innocence!"

However, because his voice was so low, Shang Jiu did not hear clearly what he was mumbling, so he frowned and asked, "What are you mumbling about?"

Zhuang Yan quickly raised his head with a playful smile on his face and replied quickly: "It's nothing, nothing! Don't worry, sir. This kind of place is a piece of cake for me. I can handle it with my eyes closed. You just follow my steps!" After saying that, he did not forget to wink at Shang Jiu.

Seeing this, Shang Jiu snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Aren't you good at it? The last time you were on a mission, you were in Yingchun Tower, hugging women left and right, having a carefree time!"

Zhuang Yan was so angry when he heard this that he jumped up and down, and hurriedly said in defense: "Sir! It was clearly a mission requirement at that time!"

Besides, there was no such thing as hugging girls left and right. He just ordered a few girls to liven up the atmosphere. How could he say that it was hugging girls left and right?

Shang Jiu looked at him coldly and walked towards his mother who was soliciting customers at the door.

Zhuang Yan immediately followed him upon seeing this, "Master, please wait for me. You can't do this without me!"

*

Changxing Marquis Mansion

Wei Fu angrily threw the dishes and chopsticks in her hands to the ground.

With a crisp sound of shattering, the food splattered everywhere, creating a mess.

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Wei Fu had no appetite at all.

Ever since the disgraceful incident at the birthday party yesterday, she has been depressed the entire day and too embarrassed to go out and see people.

Her good husband was beaten so badly that he collapsed on the bed and couldn't move. In order to avoid being disciplined by her mother-in-law, she had to take care of Wu Chi herself.

Thinking of this, Wei Fu felt more and more upset.

All those beautiful women who used to fawn over and flatter her husband with all their heart now seemed to have evaporated without a trace. Some even pretended to be sick and made excuses to avoid showing up to help.

What made Wei Fu most angry was that after this incident, the title of marquis that was originally expected to fall upon them would probably be shattered!

When she thought of this, Wei Fu felt as if there was a ball of burning anger in her chest, which she could not suppress no matter how hard she tried. It made her whole body hot and her blood boil.

She could no longer control her emotions, and with her hands she suddenly lifted the table with force, causing the entire table to fall to the ground with a loud clanging sound.

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the silent house, deafening and resounding throughout the yard.

The servants who were serving nearby were so frightened by the noise that their faces turned pale. They knelt on the ground tremblingly and began to pick up the leftovers and broken dishes on the floor in a hurry.

Just then, Wei Fu's personal maid came hurriedly with a panicked look on her face.

She was panting, with beads of sweat on her forehead and a look of anxiety and embarrassment on her face.

"Husband... Madam, I heard that the second young lady...she...she has now replaced Liang Siyi and become a seventh-rank female official in the Siyi Department!" The maid stuttered, her eyes flickering, as if she was a little afraid that Wei Fu would get furious after hearing this.

As expected, after hearing the news, Wei Fu's face instantly became extremely gloomy, even darker than the bottom of a pot.

She widened her eyes and stared at the maid in front of her, with blazing anger in her eyes.

Then, she suddenly pushed away the maid in front of her, and rushed to the shelf where porcelain was placed like a wild beast out of control. She reached out and grabbed a valuable and precious porcelain vase, and smashed it to the ground without hesitation.

There was a loud bang, and the porcelain vase shattered into pieces, with fragments flying everywhere. Wei Fu gnashed her teeth and cursed, "Damn bitch! You always try to put me down!"

As the porcelain vase exploded, sharp fragments flew everywhere, hitting the servants who couldn't dodge in time. Some had bloody scratches on their arms, and some had blood scrapes on their cheeks. However, facing such a crazy Wei Fu, they didn't dare to say a word, and could only endure the pain silently.

At this time, Wei Fu had completely fallen into a state of madness, like a wild beast that had lost its mind.

Her eyes were red and her hands were waving wildly. She mercilessly threw anything in the room that she could use to vent her anger, no matter if it was a precious vase or an exquisite ornament, to the ground and smashed it to pieces.

The crackling sound of these objects breaking seemed to be the only way for her to calm the raging anger in her heart.

"Why? Why can this bitch live so freely and comfortably? Why is God so unfair!" Wei Fu roared hysterically while continuing to destroy everything in the house.

The servants standing by were already frightened out of their wits by her horrific behavior. They were silent as a cicada, not even daring to breathe, for fear that they would be killed if they were not careful.

Time passed minute by minute, and after an unknown amount of time, Wei Fu finally stopped what she was doing. She slumped down in the chair, panting, her chest heaving violently.

After calming down a little, she slowly raised her head and stared at the bronze mirror in front of her. The self in the mirror looked haggard and her eyes were full of resentment, but she was still unwilling to give up.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smug smile: "Humph, never mind, let's let that bitch go for now. Anyway, my brother will be back soon, and then we'll see who dares to look down on me!"