Chapter 2: The Flowers Are Not Drunk, But Everyone Is (Part 2)

  "Knock, knock", the sound of knocking on the door came, Rui Si quickly got up to open the door, and whispered a few words with the old woman outside, then turned back with a sly smile: "Sir, the young lady has been waiting anxiously for you, don't worry, you can stay here tonight, I told her you were staying at De Beizi's residence." After finishing speaking, Rui Si quietly closed the door from the outside.

  Ye Zhaoming was lost in thought and didn't notice Rui Si approaching until the soft footsteps reached his ears, the door creaked open after a gentle knock, and Ye Zhaoming finally looked up, but was taken aback.

  But then, by the door, a stunningly beautiful classical woman appeared, with light makeup, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting. She wore a fiery red butterfly-embroidered silk skirt, with white-based full-color embroidered peony wide edges on the sleeves. Born with a seductive bone structure, every move she made caused the silk clothes to flow with a rippling light. Her small hands were stained with henna, and her slender fingers were all dyed with henna, captivating people's hearts.

  Ye Zhaowas staring blankly at her, unable to speak for a moment.

  Having come to this world, I have seen countless beauties, but for the first time, I had a stunning feeling. The true classical beauty of women gave me a visual shock that was so stunning, it was thousands of times more charming than the coquettish postures of movie stars on screen.

  Her icy skin and snowy complexion in a red dress made her look even more charming and fiery, beautiful beyond measure.

  "Master, do you think it's okay?" If the old procuress hadn't spoken up, Ye Zhaowouldn't have even noticed her existence. The old procuress was now at ease, after all, a clear and pure person shouldn't be dressed so gaudily! A delicate and tender appearance is what attracts sympathy! But this clear and pure person insisted on wearing a red skirt, and the old procuress couldn't do anything about it. Seeing Ye Zhaobeing enchanted to the point of losing his soul, the old procuress was finally at ease, and her heart was filled with great joy. It seems that from now on, my Hundred Flowers Pavilion will have another money tree.

  "Go, go." Ye Zhao hastily replied, only to realize his own loss of composure afterwards, and couldn't help but bitterly smile to himself - when had he become so shameless?

  The old procuress smiled and said: "Sir, you can rest with Hong Niang." After finishing speaking, she felt it was not suitable and quickly explained: "You call her Hong Er, it's okay, sir, don't worry, she is a ghost wife, married to the rooster, guaranteed to be a clean girl." She sighed again and said: "Hong Niang has a bitter fate, for the sake of her parents-in-law, doing this line of work, encountering you is her good fortune, sir, please be gentle with her, when you are intimate with her, be lighter." As she spoke, it was already nakedly seductive, causing Ye Zhao's heart to flutter.

  The old procuress understood and saw an opportunity, so she gently pushed the matchmaker in and slowly closed the door.

  Ye Zhaoxin immediately began to deliberate, originally coming here just wanting to find someone to drink and chat with, but never thinking about men and women's affairs. However, after listening to the old madam's words, Hong Niang was a kind-hearted person from a poor background, would he want to ruin her body? If he really wanted her... for the first time? He couldn't not take responsibility then. Speaking of which, in his past life, he had been with several girlfriends, but where did he ever meet a virgin? Not to mention such a seductive beauty? Was it really going to be his first time?

  The more he thought about it, the more his heart burned with desire. This stunning beauty was actually going to be deflowered by him, and would be all his to love and cherish. The mere thought made Ye Zhaos heart tremble slightly.

  She turned to pour tea, preparing to calm down her excited mood, and said: "Miss, you sit, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. If you're not willing, I won't force you. Not today, not tomorrow either, we can take it slow, I'll come see you every day." As someone who had received higher education, Ye Zhaixin's heart was excited for no reason, but he felt awkward about flattering his face and having a good time with a woman he had just met.

  Suddenly felt a sharp pain in the neck, but the tip of the nose was surrounded by a refreshing fragrance that touched the heart.

  "Don't make a sound!" The soft and melodious Guilin dialect was right by her ear, stunning and captivating, making her bones feel limp.

  He could turn his head, and Ye Zhaocai suddenly found that a shiny short sword had been placed on his neck. Then he felt a severe pain in the back of his head, and he involuntarily wanted to open his mouth to cry out in pain, but his mouth was suddenly stuffed with a ball of cloth. Then the back of his head was again in severe pain, and everything before his eyes turned black as he fainted.

  ……

  It wasn't clear how much time had passed when Ye Zhaosuddenly jolted awake, slowly opening his eyes. A basin of cold water was suddenly poured over his head, causing him to choke and cough violently.

  "Look at you still pretending to be dead!" A short and stout man beside him slammed a wooden basin loudly by Ye Zhaos side.

  Ye Zhaohad only felt a dull ache all over his body, and when he moved, he found that his hands were tied behind him with ropes. He was lying flat on the floor tiles. Looking around, he saw that the hall was lit up with red lanterns, and there were vague shadows of people standing on either side. Directly opposite him, on the main seat, he caught a glimpse of a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes peeking out from under layers of skirts. Without needing to look further up, he already knew who it was.

  "What are you people?" Ye Zhao was furious. No matter what you do, can't you speak properly? You've knocked me unconscious, do you know how painful that is?

  A gleaming steel knife appeared at the ready beside his neck, and the short, sturdy man looked at Ye Zhao with ill intent, saying: "Elder sister, since it's not the person we're looking for, let's just kill this little Qing demon to offer as a sacrifice!"

  Ye Zhaowas suddenly enlightened and only then remembered the era he was in. Not to mention that being beaten into a coma, the conflict between the Qing army and the Taiping Army was not as simple as you die or I live? The captured prisoners of war were often disembowelled and beheaded, and some were even tortured to death, just thinking about it made his scalp feel numb.

  Looks like I've fallen into the hands of the anti-Qing organization? But what's the point of catching me? Is it because I'm the son of a prince? Suddenly, Ye Zhao thought of the short Hanzi who said earlier that they had caught the wrong person. Ah, it seems that they set up an ambush to catch Da Chun!

  Ye Zhaoxin's thoughts were meticulous, and in a short moment, she guessed the cause and effect, this anger in her heart, Da Chun this kid, didn't know what he had offended someone, and the retribution fell on himself.

  "What kind of people are you?" Ye Zhaowas wronged, pitifully looking at the beautiful woman sitting in the main seat. It seems that this little girl is in charge. Although the beauty has a bun and is dressed as a young wife, her age is probably real. The old prostitute said she was eighteen years old? Who knows if it's true or not? At just eighteen years old, she became the leader of the bandits? In his heart, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he had come to good fortune, but instead, disaster struck.

  In two lifetimes as a human, I had the idea of being a pervert for the first time, didn't expect to suffer greatly because of it. People, it seems that one should still be content with their lot in life.

  Seeing Ye Zhaoyi's pitiful appearance, the beautiful person who was originally looking down on her with a high and mighty attitude couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, not today." The voice was soft and gentle, sounding incredibly pleasant. It seemed that Ye Zhaoyi's words when they first met had made her not have too much resentment towards him, and she even used his own words to tease him.

  Ye Zhaos face turned hot, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Now that he thought about it, just like his previous life, he was really clumsy when trying to coax girls. He wondered if she had burst out laughing at that time.

  "My name is Su Hongniang, I'm from Guangxi."

  Ye Zhao was shocked, Su Hongniang? Guangxi? Wasn't that Gui Xi Wuzhou's Su Hongniang?

  "Have you heard of me?" Su Hongniang stared at Ye Zhaowei, seemingly asking a question but actually making a conclusion.

  Ye Zhaos heart was startled, what a fierce and clever girl, his own emotional changes had not escaped her eyes at all, it seemed that trying to deceive her and escape from her hands would be even more difficult.

  Although I don't know what Dabao Chun wants to do, with my own identity, it's much more noble than Dabao Chun. If my identity is exposed, I'll be in danger and these people will use me up and chop off my head immediately?

  Fortunately, the old lady didn't know her own identity, and she only brought Rui Si with her to keep things simple. Rui Si thought that after returning to the Wang Fu, she would help herself come up with an excuse. However, the problem now is that even if she doesn't return to the Fu for a few days, Rui Si will probably think that she's out having fun and will continue to help her come up with an excuse. Given how much the king's wife loves her, she'll probably think that she's just going out to clear her head and won't force her to return to the Fu.

  That is to say, even if these people take themselves out of Beijing City, they will still be on time.

  What are these people doing in the capital again? Ye Zhao, who was known as Su Hongniang, had of course heard of it. At present, the two Guangdong Hongmen responded to the Taiping Army's uprising, and "Guangdong Ling Shiba, Guangxi Su Hongniang" were the two most powerful armed forces.

  According to legend, Su Hongniang was the leader of the Red Flower Hall of the Tiandihui, skilled in martial arts and archery, with the courage of a thousand men. She was the widow of Xue Sandao, a hero of the Tiandihui, but they had not yet held their wedding ceremony when Xue Sandao was captured and killed by the government. On that day, Su Hongniang put up her hair in a bun and took on the title of Mrs. Xue. At the time, she was only 14 years old, which was four years ago. Now, isn't Su Hongniang exactly 18 years old?

  All the rumors about Su Hongniang were told by Da Chun to Ye Zhao, and Da Chun was a busybody who never got tired of talking about such topics. Ye Zhao used to just listen to Jianghu stories, but now it seems that these rumors are not false after all. But how did she suddenly come to the capital? And isn't she afraid of being trapped in a cage?

  These thoughts flashed through Ye Zhao's mind, and when Su Hongniang asked him, he could only honestly admit: "Yes, I've heard people mention it."

  Su Hongniang's face turned red as she looked at Ye Zhao a few more times, saying: "You write a letter to Da Chun and invite him to listen to the opera at Juxian Building."

  Ye Zhaowu guessed her intention from horseback, shaking his head repeatedly, "How could Da Liu Ye listen to me? You don't know how arrogant he is?" Although he was wronged by Da Chun, this little brat, Ye Zhaowu would not betray his friend whom he had known since childhood.

  Su Hongniang's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "He can give it to you... wouldn't he be more than just a casual acquaintance?"

  "Miss, you can see clearly that it was because I had rendered meritorious service that Master Da Liu gave you to me as a reward. Besides, if he had seen your beauty earlier, even if he had gone crazy, he wouldn't have given you away."

  When Ye Zhao said this, several men beside him shouted loudly, and one of them walked up with a fierce momentum, looking like he was about to chop off Ye Zhao's head. Su Hongniang made a gesture, and although everyone was indignant, no one dared to make another disturbance.

  Su Hongniang's clear and bright starry eyes were blinking at Ye Zhaowei, smiling lightly: "You're not being honest? Don't worry, I'll write the letter, and in two days, I'll let you go back home. Su Hongniang always keeps her promises."

  Ye Zhao simply shook his head, "I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me then so be it."

  Su Hongniang's gaze gradually became more intense, and she said in a low voice: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"