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This was a very good idea, and it would allow her to earn more money from the tickets. She thought that this little girl would make use of the temper of the former thousand-girl Miss Jin, unwilling to show off her enchanting and beautiful figure, but she was not like Miss Qin, instead she was willing to give it a few more days. It seemed that Qin Zhiruo was not up to much and would be a lowly person, but it was her former reputation that caused many men to come from outside the capital to admire her.

Hong Aunt thought for a moment and immediately decided, "Alright, we'll do as you say. However, as long as you meet the man you want, you have to stop. Otherwise, if the guests below the stage are angered by you, I won't be able to stop myself."

Ruo Ruo smiled. "Don't worry, Aunt Hong. You know your limits. If you break it, it won't make things difficult for you. If I can guarantee that the silver you collected that day will be carried in a box." Who would know the bitterness and tears in her heart behind that smile that was as light as a cool breeze as she spoke? Currently, not a single person from the Qin family came out to save her.

Thinking of a surnamed Qin, he felt humiliated.

Aunt Hong agreed. She really had no reason not to. Wasn't this brothel owner only here to earn some money? She wouldn't be so stupid as to disagree. If Aunt Hong went onstage, if she didn't go up, the crowd would boil them down into a pot of porridge.

Looking at Aunt Hong's happy expression on the stage, Ruo Ruo could no longer hear what she was saying. She held onto the pillar and took a deep breath helplessly. She just said something simple, but she was really going to go up the stage.

"Miss, don't panic. It's just a bidding war. You can get it over with after a while." It was unknown when Cui Er had reached Ruo Ruo's side, but she seemed to have guessed at her heart and comforted her softly.

Ruo Ruo's heart warmed, she gently held Cui Er's hand, the coldness of her fingertip was incongruous with the heat wave that kept coming in this warm summer.

"Miss, your hands are so cold."

She smiled miserably, "That's because my heart is cold, so I can't warm my hands no matter what." Her heart, because of the abandonment of the crowd, was so cold that it seemed as if it did not belong to her. Even if she smiled, it was only a smile without warmth.

Cui Er thought back to her words and could not understand it, "Miss, Aunt Hong is asking you to come on stage, hurry up and go. Don't make her unhappy, then her days will not be good."

Ruo Ruo gently nodded, her fingers unwillingly releasing Cui Er's warm hands, and with a step, her pure white lotus-like feet landed on the stage. When she stepped onto the soft carpet, she was as light as a feather, but she no longer felt at ease, just like her heart, with nowhere to return to.

The men held their breath as they watched this legendary beautiful woman leisurely walk onto the stage. That charm of hers could not be described, even with that kind of clothes and makeup, it could not erase the clarity in her eyes. She showed all the men the same clear and pure look, just like a lotus that did not get stuck in the mud, making people want to reach out and pick it up from her.

The silence actually paused for a long time, causing the smile on Aunt Hong's face to only form lines that became deeper and deeper. She said with a face full of smiles: "Today, the zither song that we, Miss Ruo Ruo, want to play first is a song called 'Phoenixes for the Phoenix'. The young masters can experience it for themselves." Aunt Hong's ambiguous voice made people daydream, as though she was sitting straight in front of the zither table as if she did not hear anything. The ancient sandalwood zither, along with the snow-white silk clothes and the faintly discernible red silk clothes, caused the blood of the men below the stage to boil, and their sensitive parts started to react very quickly.

Just as the jade-white fingers lightly touched the strings of the zither, someone unconsciously spilled a nosebleed. It looked very unobtrusive.

With the finger pointing downwards, a faint zither music that sounded like heavenly music was sent over. Coupled with her delicate and pretty face, there were people who were holding their breaths and lamenting her fate. It was unknown who she offended, but even Qin Xiang was unable to prevent his daughter from being sent to a place like this.

Lifeless, the dignified Third Miss of the Qin Residence. Now, she could only suffer the tragic fate of falling into a brothel. It was truly a pity for such a woman.

Everyone knew that the Third Miss of the Qin Residence was born out of a concubine and wasn't favored by the Young Master Qin. However, everyone knew that Qin Zhiruo's calligraphy and calligraphy was the best in Xi Jin. If she hadn't been engaged to the Martial King, then the Qin Residence's threshold would have been broken by the matchmaker.

This wasn't the first time he was playing the zither in front of others, but it was definitely the first time.

She didn't know how good the real Qin Zhiruo was, but she was actually a pianist in a national orchestra in the modern age.

How could it be difficult for Feng Qiuhuang to bring her down?

Even in this brothel, it did not reduce the cleanliness that came from her body. If she did not personally come to the Fragrant Pavilion and did not personally see it, no one would believe that such a young miss of the Qin Residence would have such a day where she was watched and admired by others.

The moment she sat in front of the zither, she knew that she would never be happy again in her life. Even if she was kind, as long as it was a man from a good family, he would never marry a girl like her.

However, he was not willing at all.

The whispers below the stage and the endless gazes that continuously fell on her made her seem as though she was naked, without any place to hide.

After the song ended, the sound lingered as she stood up gracefully. When she stood quietly in front of the stage to let the people appreciate her, for a moment, the prices of Aunt Hong and the men below started to rise and fall. It was bustling with noise and excitement.

On her pale white face, there was no trace of her emotions. She only fearlessly faced the gazes of all the men below the stage, as if she was the one who was choosing a man and not the other men were competing for her. Unexpectedly, that unique domineering aura that only belonged to females could make the men want her more and more.