Beast

If we say that the most luxurious and magnificent place in Yunxi City is Zuifeng Tower, it is the one where wealthy nobles spend huge sums of money and give rare treasures to beauties. It is the largest property of the Zhan family, the three major families in Yunxi City, and is known as Jindou.

Gold is nothing more than that.

Not to mention the side pavilions, miscellaneous pavilions, and courtyards of Zui Feng Tower, the appearance alone can scare some people and make them stay away. The fifteen-foot-high five-story pavilion is magnificent and noble. The look of nobility is obvious.

Yang Qing and Yang Qing rode the sacred flaming green-maned horse and looked at the unique Zuifeng Tower from a distance. They did not enter directly but looked for a slightly smaller inn to make plans first.

Yang Qing is single and weak. He is already too weak to intervene in the affairs of the Ye family. He cannot make any more powerful enemies. The Zui Feng Tower is persecuting Ye Lingfei and her daughter. It is not that they do not want to hold on to such hatred, but it is not the time yet. After all,

To keep her mother and daughter safe, there is no way she can do anything at all.

He tied the horses in the backyard and told the waiter to mix more fodder, and the two returned to the Tianzihao house. Ye Lingfei frowned, but she still tried to smile when she looked at Yang Qing. She was a weak woman, and she had already died when she encountered such a thing.

Notice.

"Wait for me here with peace of mind. If my aunt is in Zui Feng Tower, she will definitely take her back safely." Yang Qing sniffed the faint body fragrance and said solemnly.

Ye Lingfei has a petite body and delicate texture, and she does not look like a man no matter how she dresses. Although she can protect her well when leading a weak woman, unnecessary disputes will inevitably occur. She roughly knows what Li looks like, and uses Ye Lingfei as a reference.

When you arrive, you won't pass by.

"Brother Qing, thank you," Ye Lingfei said softly, her delicate side clearly revealed, her eyes clear.

"I didn't call the door. Don't open the door to anyone. If Ye's family comes and kicks down this chair, try to keep yourself safe. Even if you are taken away, I will go to rescue you. I will be back within a certain time."

Yang Qing seriously warned that the Ye family should not move so quickly. This was just to reassure her.

"Yes!" Ye Lingfei nodded obediently, but before they said goodbye, she already felt reluctant to leave.

After Yang Qing finished explaining, he did not stop and left the inn with a calm face. He walked very fast and arrived at Zui Feng Tower in less than a tea cup.

"Hey, sir, please come in." A young man dressed as a turtle slave bowed his waist and called eagerly.

It was just after noon at this time, and there were not many guests in Zui Feng Building. A big red carpet was spread in the hall, and scantily clad singers walked around, flirting with men of all ages, cooing, and not caring about being raped by men of all sizes.

The palms of her hands kneaded her plump buttocks.

As soon as Yang Qing walked in, two beautiful women with barely covered chests came up to them, their snow-white breasts rubbed their shoulders, and they said charmingly, "Uncle, you look so unfamiliar, it's your first time here to play."

Feeling the softness from his arms and the hot air blowing to his ears, Yang Qing's expression remained unchanged, he gently pushed away and waved to the turtle slave beside him.

These two women are pretty, even more sexy, but he is not looking for fun. He doesn’t want to waste time here, so he wants to ask the well-informed turtle slave. The two singers are asking for trouble, but their smiles remain unchanged and they greet the people next to them.

guest.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old turtle slave thought that the guest was looking for a head sign, so he trotted up to him and said with a smile, "Master, what are your orders?"

Yang Qing didn't find a place to sit down, and asked calmly, "Here, keep it for a wife." After saying that, he threw an ingot of ten taels of silver over.

"Uncle, you may live a long and healthy life, your golden gun will not fall down, and you will live a long life," the turtle slave wiped the silver ingot excitedly and said without hesitation.

Yang Qing didn't take it seriously, his expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Do you have a woman named Li Mengjie here? Tell her to come down."

The turtle slave looked stunned for a moment, his young face was still wrinkled and he was thinking hard, and then he said with a smile, "Uncle, we don't have a girl named Li Mengjie here. You remember correctly, how about we give it to you?"

Introduce someone"

Yang Qing's heart tightened. Could it be that Ye Lingfei's mother, Li Mengjie, was not here, or had changed her name. No matter what the situation was, it was very bad. We couldn't look for them one by one. Let's compare them one by one. He said in a slightly anxious tone: "Three years ago

Coming here, I am thirty-seven years old this year. Do you have any impression of whether you were here at that time?"

Gui Nu had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't understand why the handsome young man in front of him didn't look for that young woman but only liked this half-aged lady. He secretly thought that this person was strange. However, his flattering smile remained the same and he said with a hint of pride, "Sir, you are looking down on me right now."

I was born in this Zuifeng Building. The girl in this Zuifeng Building has a mole on her waist and a birthmark on her butt. Although we have never touched each other, we have seen everything..."

Yang Qing secretly said that he didn't learn well at a young age and actually looked at other people's affairs. Coupled with his eagerness, his tone became cold and cold, "If you think about it carefully, if you missed it, hum!"

The turtle slave couldn't help but salivate when he talked about his excitement. He was frightened by the cold tone. He hurriedly lowered his head and thought hard. He still said helplessly, "Uncle, there really is no such girl as you mentioned."

,But..." The turtle slave hesitated slightly.

"But what?" Yang Qing asked eagerly.

"Uncle, I told you, don't be angry."

"Say it quickly!"

"Uncle, there is no girl named Li Mengjie, but there is an ugly woman named Li Mengjie."

"Take me there," Yang Qing ordered eagerly.

"Uncle, that ugly woman looks scary but is quite stubborn. However, if you try hard, I'm afraid she won't be able to resist. You reward me with another ten taels, and I'll keep an eye on you. You can do whatever you want." Turtle Slave in front

Leading the way to the side door, he said with a flattering smile.

"If you say one more thing, I'll break your dog's legs," Yang Qing said coldly.

The turtle slave was as silent as Handan, not daring to speak anymore and cursing in his heart.

After exiting the side door, there is a quite large courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard is a rockery and a pool. Several palm-sized goldfish are swimming happily. Several guests are chatting and laughing with the singing girls in bloom. In the depths of the courtyard, rows of bamboo poles are drying themselves in the sun.

Wearing her daughter’s clothes.

Gui Nu walked quickly in small steps, Yang Qing followed behind, passing through the clothes to be dried, and came to a row of miscellaneous pavilions. This miscellaneous pavilion was a place for cleaning clothes. Several women squatted beside the wooden basin and rubbed them vigorously.

Most of these women are older, their beauty is gone, and their figures are out of shape. There is a woman wearing linen clothes, with a slender waist, perky buttocks, and black hair wet with sweat. She looks quite attractive from behind.

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"Ugly...Li Mengjie, someone is looking for you" Gui Nu quickly changed his words, his tone no longer casual.

"Oh!" The gentle female voice had a dull tone. The beautiful woman turned around. Her skin was slightly rough and yellow, and her forehead was covered with dozens of horizontal scars, ruining her entire face.

, put down the clothes in his hands, stood up, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yang Qing looked carefully and saw that her eyebrows were very similar to Ye Lingfei's. If it weren't for the yellowing of her skin and the scars on her forehead, she would be a dignified, elegant and charming woman.

Even so, he had to confirm, calm down his anxiety, and ask, "Are you Li Mengjie?"

"Yes!" The voice was gentle but without any emotion.

Yang Qing walked closer, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Do you have a girl named Ye Lingfei?"

Li Mengjie's eyes widened, her body trembled slightly and she remained silent.

"You go find the old bustard, I will redeem her life." Yang Qing felt relieved and said to the turtle slave in a calm tone.

"Ah!? For her? You..." the turtle slave asked in shock.

"Yes! You go find him immediately," Yang Qing glared and urged.

"Yes, yes" Turtle Slave trotted away.

The women who were doing laundry watched curiously, and then smiled inexplicably.

"What did you do to Ling Fei?" Li Mengjie asked with a trembling voice.

"She's fine. Don't worry, aunt. You can just go with me later," Yang Qing said kindly.

Li Mengjie was not worried about what would happen to her, but worried about Ye Lingfei falling into the hands of thieves.

"Oh, uncle, you are really discerning. You have found this person even though I have hidden him so deeply." A sweet smile came, and a beautiful woman under thirty came up, dressed dignifiedly, and before she finished speaking, she appeared.

in front of you.

"Lady boss, I want to redeem her life. Can I bring you the deed of sale?" Yang Qing said calmly.

"This is a small shop in my house. There are many people in and out. Even though I am a laundry lady, I can't just leave her here and there, and her status is not ordinary." The old bustard looked around Yang Qing, smiling sweetly.

"Whatever is sold must be redeemed. Just follow your rules," Yang Qing said kindly. There was no room for error in this matter and he couldn't help but lower his attitude.

"Let's do this. How about we go back to my room with me and have a good talk?" the madam said softly as she scratched Yang Qing's chest with her long red nails.

"How can I enter your boudoir at will? The landlady has a lot of things to do. It's better to resolve this matter quickly to avoid too much trouble." Yang Qing said calmly without changing his expression.

"Idiot, you don't even understand this," the turtle slave standing aside said in a low voice with disdain.

"Since I don't want to show you favors, and I don't want to force you to do anything, you can take away the thousand taels of silver." The old bustard stopped teasing and said in a rather dissatisfied tone.

"Okay! This is a thousand tael of silver notes." Yang Qing looked calm and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, if you want to come and have fun, you are welcome at Zui Feng Tower at any time." The madam handed over a piece of paper and shouted against Yang Qing's face.

"Definitely!" Yang Qing leaned back to avoid the heat in his face. After carefully confirming the contract of sale, he took Li Mengjie's arm and walked out.

"Where is Ling Fei?" Li Mengjie asked eagerly with a trembling voice after leaving Zui Feng Tower.

"Aunt, come with me"

The two of them walked quickly, ignoring the strange looks from passers-by, and returned to the inn in the space of a cup of tea.

"Ling Fei, open the door, I'm back." Yang Qing pushed the door gently and called softly when he saw that the lock was secure.

The door opened silently, Ye Lingfei leaned out expectantly, and was stunned when she saw the person in front of her.

Li Mengjie's chapped lips trembled. The woman in front of her who looked like a hibiscus was the daughter who had been separated for three years and had no idea whether she was alive or dead.

Ye Lingfei stared blankly, with tears in her beautiful eyes. The person in front of her had changed greatly, but how could she not recognize him...

The sound of crying came from the room. Yang Qing leaned against the door frame, looking in a daze and not knowing what to think about.