The cousin's family is extremely wealthy; she deserves to be a concubine.

"really?"

“How could this servant dare to deceive the young master? This is how I have always handled the maids I have dealt with. That broker is used to doing business with us in private, so this servant felt at ease entrusting Xiangcao to him to handle.”

"Hmph, even if you're not lying, it's an undeniable fact that Xiangcao was sold into Chunfenglou."

I look down on He Er, but she's still going to marry into the family and become my legal wife. Her maidservant working as a prostitute at Chunfeng Brothel is a disgrace to me.

The inkstone was speechless; were the fragrant herbs in the Spring Breeze Pavilion?

Then this servant was indeed negligent in his duty.

"I will not punish you for now. Get the person out first, and do not alert anyone else," Meng Silang said in a deep voice.

"Yes, thank you, young master, for allowing me to atone for my sins. I will do it right away."

"Wait, tell me what you're planning to do first?" I don't want him to make a mess of things again.

"It was the slave trader who acted unfairly, and I still went to him. If this were done in your name, young master, it might be exposed later and damage your reputation. Let the slave trader handle it; we can save some money." After all, in that area, women who want to redeem themselves cannot do so without real money.

Meng Silang nodded, "Be careful. If you mess this up again, you'll have to go to Nanfeng Pavilion to solicit customers."

He wiped the sweat from his brow with the inkstone, ignoring the blood on his hand, and quickly took his leave.

Upon finding the human trafficker, he first had the thugs who followed him give him a severe beating to vent the anger he had suffered at the hands of his master.

"You bastard, who gave you the audacity to disobey your master Yan! Keep hitting him!" At this moment, Yan Tai no longer showed any fear in front of Meng Silang, only arrogant arrogance.

"Spare me, spare me! I'm just trying to make a living, earning a little money through hard work. I don't know where I offended you, sir. I'll correct it right away." The slave trader begged for mercy. They could earn a lot in this line of work, but they also had to take a lot of risks.

Yantai was even angrier. He followed Meng Silang everywhere and always received special care from the young ladies of various families. Yet this little slave trader didn't know why he had come to see him today.

"Half a month ago, I asked you to do a deal with me. I told you to sell the person far away, but yesterday I saw him at Chunfeng Tower. Tell me, who am I supposed to hold accountable for this?" He took off his smelly shoes and started slapping the slave trader's pig-headed face.

The slave trader was so disgusted by the stench of athlete's foot that he finally managed to dredge up a memory from several days ago of a beautiful young woman.

"My lord, please forgive me. I was originally going to sell her far away, but this girl was not one to stay put. Taking advantage of her plump figure, she seduced another manager in our brokerage, and was immediately spotted by the madam of Chunfeng Tower, who bought her. When I brought people to retrieve her, she had vanished without a trace."

If Yantai actually believes his story, then he's a fool; there's a lot of truth and falsehood in his words, and it's quite exaggerated.

This also confirms that it is true that Xiangcao sold herself at Chunfeng Tower.

He's definitely going to get the blame for his incompetence; now he can only try to make amends.

“I don’t care. I personally handed the person over to you. You’ve done a poor job. Now the higher-ups are blaming us, and none of us will escape.”

"You now have two choices. One, I'll end you right now. Two, you'll bring the person back to me in perfect condition, just as they left your hands."

"Tell me, which one do you choose?" The slave trader looked at the inkstone's bloodthirsty eyes, lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't have any other choices.

With a mouthful of blood in his throat, he opened his mouth several times before finally uttering, "Please come again in three days to take the person away."

Yantai took out a handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped his hands, gave a soft "hmm" and then left with his entourage.

For the next three days, he did not return to the Meng residence, but stayed at a restaurant near the slave trader's place, waiting to see the outcome. Although he was not afraid of being deceived by the slave trader, his life was tied to it, so he had to be extremely cautious.

In Chunfeng Tower, after eating the food brought by the old woman, Xiangcao lay down on the bed to rest. When she woke up, it was almost noon. After tidying up for a while, she could start receiving guests.

At first, she was naturally unwilling to give up, but seeing that the guests coming and going at Chunfeng Tower were all rich and noble, she knew that she could never go back to the He family and had lost her innocence. She might as well listen to the madam in the tower and take advantage of her good age to find a rich family to serve. If she served them well, she might be redeemed and become a concubine.

With her current health, if she takes less of those filthy medicines and recuperates, she'll still have a chance to have a son in the future, and then she'll be set for life in wealth and luxury.

She believed that with her title as the personal maid of Miss He, she could definitely secure a decent future for herself.

Just as she was planning to reveal some details to the man she had chosen to take her place that evening, she discovered that her entire body was covered in rashes. Within fifteen minutes, her face and the good flesh on her body were scratched raw and bloody.

She smashed the mirror in the room, and like He Er when he was a child, she screamed hysterically, "How could this be? How could this be? I've only been here for ten days, how could I have contracted such a vile and filthy disease?"

The commotion in her room quickly attracted her mother's attention, and before she could react, she was nailed to the woodshed.

If things don't improve in a couple of days, they'll be taken to a mass grave and buried alive.

Through the door, her mother's merciless voice poured into Xiangcao's ears from all directions, "What bad luck! I was planning to make a fortune with you, but who knew my luck would be so bad. Don't ruin the fortune of our Chunfeng Pavilion."

"You know, it's been so long since our Chunfeng Pavilion has encountered something like this. I don't know if this illness can be cured, but even if it is, his face will probably be ruined."

"The women of Chunfeng Tower, without their beauty, can only do dirty and tiring jobs like cleaning the night chamber pot. They are truly unlucky little hussies."

With her body aching, Xiangcao crawled to the door and pounded on it with her last bit of strength. "Mother, please call a doctor for me. I'm sure I don't have that kind of dirty disease. Once I'm cured, Mr. Li, whom I just met, will definitely redeem me."

There are no schemes or tricks in the Grand Mansion, she must have attracted the attention of other sluts in the brothel, which is why she was plotted against. So it's not some incurable disease. It's just a pity that she didn't control herself at the beginning and scratched her face.

"Mother, my face can still be presentable after some treatment. Even if I can't marry those noble people, I can still serve as a servant to them." Xiangcao tried her best to find a way out for herself.

The mother outside the door seemed somewhat tempted.

"Besides, I haven't revealed my background to my mother before. I actually come from a wealthy family and am a maidservant to a young lady. If my mother wants to know anything, as long as you save my life today, I will tell you everything I know."

Vanilla waited in vain for her mother's reply, so she kept adding more pressure on herself.