Phi-Fic Chapter 19 I Worked as a Madam in a Brothel 6
Chapter 19 I Worked as a Madam in a Brothel 6
As for the male lead, we won't say much more.
He froze the man, then with two quick slashes, he severed both legs at the calves, cut off the tendons in both hands, cut off his genitals, and then slashed one side of his face. He threw the Prince's corpse on the ground—perfect.
The man was in so much pain that his eyebrows and eyelids twitched incessantly, but he couldn't wake up.
We're principled people. If we say we can't kill the male lead, then we won't. We can at least cripple him, right? He's still alive, no problem.
It was kind of her not to turn him into a human pig; you always have to leave people some hope. What if he had become a stick? She even kindly sprinkled medicine to stop the bleeding on his wounds.
I dusted myself off and left, going back to sleep.
She slept until the afternoon the next day, and she deserved to work the night shift.
The streets were filled with soldiers and guards arresting assassins. I heard that a prince had died, a general had been deposed, and both mansions had been emptied.
The emperor was furious. How could someone so audacious exist right under his nose?
The palace is heavily guarded. What if someone sneaks in and kills him?
The General's Mansion was targeted for revenge. Prince Duan died in the General's Mansion, and General Mu Feng, the General Who Guards the North, had both legs broken and his elders killed. It was clear to everyone that the General's Mansion was not responsible.
But so what? The prince died in your mansion after all. Perhaps it was because of your general's mansion that Mu Feng was directly stripped of his post and demoted to a commoner.
Overnight, the vast General's Mansion collapsed. At least the Prince Duan's Mansion still had the Princess Consort and the Prince Duan's Heir to support it, so the mansion remained a mansion.
The general's mansion has become deserted since the people left. Who would have thought that yesterday's invincible war god general, who rode by on horseback and was the dream lover of countless young girls, would be yesterday's news today?
Qingmo listened to the rumors on the street, smiled but didn't say anything; the plot must have fallen apart.
The female lead's luck seems to have plummeted today. I don't know the exact amount, but it feels like we can kill her now.
But why kill her? The female lead earns her money every day, sometimes serving several clients a day. As long as she's under his watchful eye, she can't cause any trouble.
Isn't it good to live like this? Death is the easiest way.
When Bai Ruirui woke up today, she felt a pang of heart palpitation, as if she had lost something very important, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
What can we do? We still have to put up the sign at night and greet every customer with a smile. That's just life.
"I'm rich! I'm rich!" Qingmo smiled as she tallied up last night's spoils in her spatial dimension. There were over a thousand large wooden crates. This wasn't surprising, as in ancient times, dowries often amounted to hundreds or even thousands of crates. The Prince of Duan had a large number of women in his harem.
金子103箱、银子23箱 、珠宝32箱、端王暗室收了200箱刀剑弓弩盔甲等兵器、书籍86箱、药材123箱、补品42箱、布料306箱，古董字画65箱，银票105万两。
Indeed, murder and arson bring wealth and honor; the old man was right.
I'm rich! I'm rich! (?ˉ??ˉ??)!!
If you have money, who would want to work this lousy job?
During her years as a brothel madam in ancient times, she successfully worked her way up to retirement.
They picked an older girl from among the courtesans to take over as madam. Of course, if she wanted to, she could still work as a prostitute. Qingmo would simply retire behind the scenes and become the boss.
Life is simple and joyful. When she has nothing to do, she takes a driver and Chunmei on a spontaneous trip. It's not just about going out to see the world.
The millions of taels of silver notes in hand need to be exchanged for gold, and a little bit can be exchanged at each place.
Traveling in ancient times was really not a pleasant experience. Given the road conditions, a swaying carriage ride all day would leave your buttocks aching. However, she wasn't in a hurry, and the top-of-the-line luxury carriage was quite comfortable.
They would stop to rest and have a picnic every now and then, and Chunmei and the driver would take care of everything without her having to lift a finger.
In each town I visited, I would stay there for a few days, whether long or short. Sometimes, when there was no place to stay at night, I would pitch a tent and camp.
If you meet a handsome young man on the road, you might have a fleeting romance; if you encounter someone who is persistent and clingy, just run away.
Qingmo also laughed and cursed, saying that people with love-struck minds should die.
Who cares about being a legal wife? Who cares about being a lifelong, monogamous couple? Even dogs wouldn't want that. This deep affection is just a show for blind people.
She's a selfish and wicked woman. She only sees two kinds of people: those she can kill and those she can't, depending on her current strength and mood.
She's a sucker for good looks, but she doesn't need men. They're just tools to satisfy her physical needs occasionally. She can take them away when she wants, and if she doesn't, you can be the devoted second male lead, and that's it.
After playing for two years, I returned to the capital and continued to live in the courtyard behind Chunfeng Tower. I would go there to listen to music whenever I had free time, although it was not much different from when I was a madam.
However, if you turn your hobby into your job, you won't be happy every day you're working.
Working people, working spirit, but working will never make you a god.