“Hehe… well, I’m heading back to my room first. If you buy the stuff, please bring it to my room!”
Hearing Ye Han’s gritted teeth, Meng Xiaoyu chuckled awkwardly, threw out a sentence, and quickly ran back to her room on the second floor.
“Phew~~ That scared me. It’s just that I bought a bit too much, and the place was a bit far, right? Is there a need to be so angry? Don’t you know I’m easily frightened?”
After quickly running back to her room and closing the door, Meng Xiaoyu started complaining to herself.
But after a moment of complaining, she began to smile happily.
“Now that I’ve sent those shadows away, only that expressionless face is left guarding me. It seems unlikely to get rid of her.”
Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoyu’s tone became a bit downcast, but only for two seconds, as she had already made a double plan.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoyu couldn’t help but feel a bit smug.
“Hmph, so what if you’re guarding me outside? As a person from the 21st century, do you think I can’t handle an old relic like you? Ever heard of ‘Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell’? Today, I’ll give you a good lesson, showing you that just because you’re guarding the door doesn’t mean others can’t escape. The culture of my Celestial Empire is vast and profound, and as a new generation from the 21st century, do you think a small fry who doesn’t even know what the Celestial Empire is can keep watch at the door and stop me?”
Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoyu couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud with her hands on her hips, but before she could, a knock on the door interrupted her.
“Guest, the bathwater you requested is ready. Shall we bring it in now?”
Hearing the voice of the same waiter from yesterday, a bright smile immediately appeared on Meng Xiaoyu’s face.
“Bring it in!”
she said as she walked over to open the door.
Seeing the waiter from yesterday standing at the door with a bucket of hot water, she smiled and nodded at him as he carried the bucket into the room.
Meng Xiaoyu leaned against the door, watching Ye Han, who was also leaning against the door with her arms crossed over her chest.
As the two stared at each other in silence, the waiter’s exclamation came from inside.
“Oh no, guest, a mouse has chewed a small hole in your bathtub, and it’s leaking water.”
“What? What are you going to do about it?”
Hearing the waiter’s exclamation, Meng Xiaoyu immediately walked into the room and deliberately said loudly.
“Don’t worry, guest. I’ll immediately get you a new bathtub,” the waiter replied loudly, seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s gesture.
“Oh! Then hurry up! Remember to be quick, I’m waiting to take a bath!”
Meng Xiaoyu said loudly with a meaningful look at the waiter.
“Alright, guest, just wait a moment. I’ll be right back with a new one,” the waiter said loudly before quickly running out of the room, closing the door as Meng Xiaoyu had instructed.
Meng Xiaoyu quickly changed into the waiter’s clothes that he had just brought in, and used the tung oil he had also brought to darken her face.
After finishing, she looked in the mirror.
“Haha, I look like someone who spent a month sunbathing in Hawaii without sunscreen! This dark look is so unique.”
Just as Meng Xiaoyu was admiring her unique darkened face in the mirror, another knock came at the door.
“Guest, the new bathtub is here. Shall we bring it in?”
“Just come in, the door’s not locked,” Meng Xiaoyu said before quickly hiding behind the screen.
She then heard the door open and footsteps approaching.
She saw the waiter and another person carrying a large bathtub behind the screen.
When they set it down, Meng Xiaoyu saw the other person’s face.
She was about the same height and build, and her face was just as darkened with tung oil.
“Guest, this is my sister. She’s seventeen and will stay in the room in your place. You just need to help me carry the broken bathtub out, and my mother will be waiting for you at the back door of the inn. She’ll take you to our home to bathe and change clothes. I’ve also bought the clothes you asked for, and they’re at my house. You can change there,” the waiter whispered to Meng Xiaoyu.
“Good job. Let’s go,” Meng Xiaoyu whispered back.
“Guest, we’ve brought the new bathtub. We’ll take the broken one out and bring in the hot water,” the waiter said loudly.
“Alright, hurry up! Remember to close the door on your way out,” Meng Xiaoyu replied loudly.
“Got it!” the waiter said before helping Meng Xiaoyu carry the bathtub out of the room.
After leaving the room and going downstairs, they reached the back door of the inn.
Following the waiter’s mother to their home, Meng Xiaoyu took a comfortable bath, washing off the tung oil from her face, neck, and hands.
She then changed into the light purple men’s clothes the waiter had bought for her.
She tied part of her hair on top of her head, leaving the rest to hang down her back, with bangs framing her forehead.
After getting ready, Meng Xiaoyu took the waiter’s clothes she had taken off earlier and retrieved the silver notes and ingots she had hidden in the pockets.
She sorted them by denomination and put them into the pockets of her current clothes.
She then put the remaining ingots into her left sleeve pocket, picked up the folding fan she had asked the waiter to buy, and opened it with a flick.
Satisfied, she tucked the fan into her waist, opened the door, and walked out.
She thanked the waiter’s mother, gave her ten taels of silver, and left their home.
As she walked down the street, lightly fanning herself, Meng Xiaoyu headed towards the East Street District.
The sky was gradually darkening, and the sun had already set while she was bathing at the waiter’s home.
Not knowing the exact location of the “Wu Chun Pavilion,” Meng Xiaoyu didn’t wander aimlessly when she reached the East Street District.
Instead, she stopped an old man who was packing up his stall and asked, “Excuse me, sir, can you tell me where the ‘Wu Chun Pavilion’ is and how to get there?”
“Young master, are you going to the ‘Wu Chun Pavilion’?”
“Yes, can you tell me how to get there?”
“Oh! Just follow this road straight ahead. When you reach the fork, turn left and keep going. When you reach another fork, turn right, and it won’t be far.”
“Thank you, sir,” Meng Xiaoyu thanked the old man and followed his directions.
“Well, well, where did this handsome young master come from? You look new here. Is this your first time at our ‘Wu Chun Pavilion’?”
As soon as Meng Xiaoyu arrived at the entrance of the “Wu Chun Pavilion” and was about to marvel at how it looked just like on TV, she was pulled into the embrace of a scantily clad woman.
“Ahem, excuse me, miss, could you let go of me first?”
Meng Xiaoyu was choked by the sudden strong scent of makeup, coughing incessantly.
Her face was pressed tightly between the woman’s ample bosom, making it hard for her to breathe.
“Oh my, this little gentleman is shy!”
The scantily clad woman released Meng Xiaoyu upon hearing her words.
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s flushed cheeks, she teased her.
“Who said I’m shy? I was suffocating because of your… large chest!”
Meng Xiaoyu retorted irritably, annoyed by the woman’s teasing.
She couldn’t understand how someone could have such an impressive figure; it was almost suffocating.
“Hehe, you really are a naughty little gentleman, aren’t you?”
The scantily clad woman was momentarily stunned by Meng Xiaoyu’s words but quickly understood what she meant.
She giggled and pretended to pounce on Meng Xiaoyu again.
“Don’t come any closer! If you do, I’ll call for help!”
Meng Xiaoyu quickly crossed her arms over her chest in a defensive posture, warning the woman.
Seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s defensive stance, the scantily clad woman giggled again and said in a playful tone, “Little brother, you’re so cute. Come here, let big sister take care of you.”
“I… I’m not coming over. You’re too scary. I want to see your madam!”
Meng Xiaoyu stammered, feeling like a little rabbit being eyed by a big bad wolf.
“Hahaha, little brother, you’re too adorable!”
The scantily clad woman laughed heartily, holding her stomach.
After laughing for a while, she finally stopped and responded to Meng Xiaoyu, “I am the madam. What do you need from me, little brother?”
“What? You’re the madam?”
Meng Xiaoyu was shocked, dropping her defensive stance.
She walked closer to the woman who claimed to be the madam and began to scrutinize her.
With slender willow-leaf eyebrows, enchanting phoenix eyes, a straight nose, full and sensual lips, and a sharp chin, her neck and sexy collarbones led down to her impressive bosom and slender waist.
Below the waist, her legs were hidden by a gauzy skirt, but judging by her height, which was half a head taller than Meng Xiaoyu, her legs couldn’t be short.
After examining her from head to toe, Meng Xiaoyu concluded, “This woman must be the reincarnation of the seductive Daji. She’s too enchanting.”
After making this judgment in her mind, Meng Xiaoyu looked up and asked, “Are you really the madam here?”
Yan Rumei looked at the girl in front of her, who had scrutinized her from head to toe, and smiled.
Yes, a girl.
From the moment she saw the person standing in front of the “Wu Chun Pavilion,” she recognized that Meng Xiaoyu was a girl disguised as a boy.
“Do you think anyone would pretend to be the madam of a brothel?”
“True,” Meng Xiaoyu nodded in agreement but then quickly added, “But wait, you don’t look anything like what they described the madam to be!”
“Oh? And what did they say the madam looks like?”
Yan Rumei asked with amusement.
Meng Xiaoyu thought seriously for a moment before replying, “They said the madam is supposed to be old and ugly, with a big black mole on her mouth, and as fat as a pig.”
As she spoke, she recalled the image of a madam from a TV show she had watched.
“Hahaha, who told you that, little brother?”
Yan Rumei laughed again, holding her stomach.
She thought to herself, “Where did this adorable little one come from? She’s just too cute.”

