Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Feihua Pavilion.

After a flurry of banging and tapping, the four understood the meaning.

The two sisters left the stage, the doors to the rooms inside the building were tightly closed, and two buyers appeared smug.

Besides, there were only a few people left watching the spectacle.

after all,

Normally, everyone has to leave. Even the buyer is only there to listen to the music. No one would put such a shady deal out in the open.

If someone is a commoner, they might dare to engage in vulgar behavior, but if they have any official position, power, or status...

Therefore, the key is to be subtle.

Tonight, they will be invited to their "new home," an elegant place with a custom-made carved wooden bed and light red gauze draped around it.

but,

There are many rumors circulating, but very few people actually know how the overnight stay will take place. Most of it is just speculation and conjecture; those truly involved never reveal anything.

Anyway,

Those who are not involved should also leave.

The girls who register their marriages are escorted to take a bath first, and during this time, any suspicious persons are removed.

Everything was tense, inside and out.

But equally, chaos reigns everywhere.

Some people threw tantrums and shouted, while others wept for the goddess's fall.

Some people refused to leave and insisted that the inspectors carry them out, revealing their ugly behavior and making a fool of themselves once again.

Panlan was busy taking care of everything when her headache started to flare up again.

But for the sake of the future, for the money, for the pent-up resentment, and for the sake of satisfaction, she had to endure it all.

More people will continue to flock to the bustling streets and markets.

Feihua Pavilion is being cleared out, and the sisters can't properly welcome guests, so there are other places to relieve stress and have fun.

Some were busy replying, while others spread what they had seen and heard everywhere, their pride bordering on the absurd.

Qin Fang and the others waiting outside were the first to know how wonderful and magical this night would be, but they could only numb themselves and accept it. Ten thousand taels was more than an insurmountable barrier.

Not to mention that their ancestors couldn't have come up with that much.

Even if he had 100,000, would he bet it all?

Will she, like she is now, think about trying harder, and when she has more confidence, find another good opportunity to rekindle their relationship?

If you can't do that, you're ultimately not one of us.

......

Xia Youmi was washing and grooming herself in the bath.

The simple dress was laid out to the side. The process did not include going back to the room to do makeup. The buyer had instructed that no embellishment was needed, only natural and pure beauty. No jewelry was required, just a silk ribbon would suffice.

Her expression remained aloof, and she ignored all the congratulations.

Even so, no one showed any dislike towards her.

Not to mention that Panlan paid several times the amount of bonus in advance for this listing meeting.

Let's talk about this exorbitant price.

Although it wouldn't end up in their pockets, as long as their mother was happy, even a little bit that slipped through her fingers would be enough to make them rich.

One by one,

They practically worshipped people like goddesses.

They even parroted what others said: someone was crying outside, begging to have their listing removed, and he was willing to marry her. Others wanted to hire someone to assassinate the buyer, saying he shouldn't be so disrespectful to the beauty. Still others sang, "A celestial being is about to fall, the country is in turmoil!"

Anyway, people are almost drowning in envy and jealousy.

The more it calls, the more it keeps going.

The more excited the buyer becomes, it's like an invisible, powerful catalyst; the smell invigorates them, making them feel as if they're ten years younger.

Xia Youmi also saw that Wen Ziji had already led his men to sneak in.

He found Zhou Yin and stopped her just as she was heading to the bridal chamber. The two engaged in an illogical and erratic struggle, which escalated into a heated argument.

The core objective, of course, is to take Miya away with them.

But Wen Ziji did not arrange this action. He persuaded her, saying that Mi Ye was determined to stay, and that she was the chosen successor. But you are different. Here, you have lost both power and the title of the absolute top courtesan.

Even with a difference of just one or two taels of silver, they were still considered superior.

The other party is powerful and influential, so they will never have a hard time. On the contrary, you will only be at their mercy in the future!

Just for one night, okay?

Think more about yourself.

In a daze,

Zhou Yin was dressed in servant's clothes by Wen Ziji and left the courtyard following a pre-arranged route.

"Heh... alright then."

Xia Youmi was taken to the "new house" and did not stay there for long.

The two sisters were traveling in completely opposite directions if viewed from above.

The maid, the pimp, and Panlan thought that Zhouyin had been sent inside.

The buyers inside thought they hadn't arrived yet.

Their gazes were focused on Mi Ye, who was being transported. In the brief moment between their passing, the male and female protagonists slipped away.

"Squeak-"

While it may seem that the two women will be in separate rooms, there is actually a hidden secret: the buyer can freely move between the two bedrooms, both of which are newly decorated and match the sisters' style.

Upon closer inspection, the carved wooden bed inside the room is also exceptionally large.

On both sides.

Whether you use only one or roll them all around, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

After Xia Youmi went inside, the door was locked. She was not allowed to leave on her own except through the secret passage known to the buyer.

Inside the room, someone was already sitting, but could not be clearly seen through the curtain.

She greeted him softly, her clothes were very conservative, and her tone was not at all obsequious.

They stood in silent confrontation for a long time.

The buyer on the other side laughed first.

"Interesting! Your personality is just like hers."

Xia Youmi wasn't curious about who she resembled, so she looked away.

The buyer, however, was not angry; he merely watched with interest this desperate resistance. He chose to go to Miya's room first, just as he had chosen to offer her an extra tael.

Meaningless attention, inexplicable bias, and the presumptuous act of ignoring Zhou Yin to make her more fearful, inadvertently paved the way for the heroine's escape.

Xia Youmi looked at him as if he were a joke.

Cowardly, weak, selfish, arrogant and dictatorial.

"What, didn't Panlan teach you how to serve people?" The smile in her voice became more obvious. Seeing Xia Youmi's tacit agreement, she helped to smooth things over, "That's right, she's always been the most perceptive girl. She definitely didn't want me to see you like that, so she deliberately let it go."

Xia Youmi sat down silently, without replying or making any move to cross the curtain. She even gave a slight twitch of her eye and rolled her eyes.

The buyer's words were clear.

Normally, Xia Youmi's arrogant indifference would not have lasted until the day she was listed.

This is an offensive approach. Even if she adopts this style, she still needs to comply, aiming to half-seduce people.

Instead of practically wearing their utter disgust on their faces.

But the buyer was patient enough to coax her.

"Come in and sit down. I'd like to talk to you for a bit."

"There's nothing I'm curious about, like your sister or your background."

"Don't worry, I won't be staying here tonight."

"Not curious."

Xia Youmi only responded with one sentence.

But those few words seemed to have satisfied the buyer.

He got up and lifted the curtain, bringing the two of them closer.

He has a dignified appearance, and his bone structure and skin are decent, but the fine lines on his face indicate that he is probably around forty years old.

One sitting, one standing, looking down from such a high vantage point.

In the candlelight, one could see that her almond-shaped eyes were slightly moist, and her melancholy was somewhat subdued.

“This doesn’t seem like me…” After saying that, he ignored Mi Ye’s surprise and strode toward the hidden door.