The woman was lying face down on the ground, and it was fortunate that the Tianxiang Pavilion’s entrance was covered with a canopy and the ground was layered with carpets, neither hot nor hard. Otherwise, she would have certainly been hurt or scalded badly.
Xun Fengxian stepped forward, crouched down, and pushed away the hair from her face.
Upon seeing half of the woman’s face, Xun Fengxian gasped in surprise.
Good heavens, which despairing deity had fallen here?
In her many years managing the brothel and her experience with the opera house, she truly had never seen such unparalleled beauty in the human world.
Her clothes were a bit shabby...
And she was dressed like a married woman.
If she wasn’t a virgin, the price would be a bit of a loss.
But with her good looks, some customers prefer mature women with charm.
"Bring her inside!" Xun Fengxian said to the maidservant.
"Yes."
The personal maidservant Ginkgo called several strapping maids, who carried the woman into the Grand Hall.
The second floor was currently full, so they had to place her temporarily in a side room in the backyard.
Gu Chengfeng had just returned from outside. His carriage stopped next to the stable in the backyard, and as he entered through the back door, he immediately noticed Tianxiang Pavilion’s maidservants and maids carrying a woman dressed like a peasant. freeweɓnovel.cøm
He frowned, "Stop right there."
He was now the favored one of Tianxiang Pavilion, and with a powerful "brother" backing him up, even Xun Fengxian wouldn’t dare to defy him outright.
Ginkgo and her group stopped, trying to laugh it off.
Ginkgo greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Chang."
Xiao Hen had taken the name Long Yi, and Gu Chengfeng had taken the name Chang Jing; both were shams.
Gu Chengfeng glanced at the woman being carried by the maids, figuring out why Xun Fengxian was so kind-hearted to casually take in a peasant woman—it turned out she was a beauty.
With a forced chuckle, Ginkgo explained, "This madam fainted at the door of our Tianxiang Pavilion, and Madame Xun, out of kindness, let us bring her in first, to discuss what to do after she wakes."
Gu Chengfeng scoffed, "Hmph, Xun Fengxian is probably planning to force her into prostitution, right?"
Ginkgo could not refute.
After all, that was precisely her mistress’s nature.
"I want this person."
If he let Xun Fengxian release her, she definitely wouldn’t agree, but if he took her to his own opera troupe, Xun Fengxian probably wouldn’t have much objection.
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