"Miss, it's daybreak, Cuifang is here to help you get up."
Bai Zhi opened her big, dazed eyes. Her dark eyes were motionless and lifeless. She was still trapped in darkness. There was no difference between day and night to her. She reached out and asked Cuifang to change her clothes.
I accidentally touched the wound stabbed by the dagger last night, and the blood that had stopped flowed out again, and soon the gauze was soaked with red.
"Ah! Miss, you're bleeding again. Let me help you stop the bleeding." Cuifang didn't understand why the lady often punished herself with her own body.
"No, Cuifang, just let it go!" Bai Zhi said calmly, as if she didn't feel the pain at all, "help me find something with loose sleeves."
Cuifang stopped talking. She knew her temper and it would be useless no matter what decision she made.
"Miss, what I'm helping you wear today is the light yellow dress with a white gauze on the outside. It's so beautiful!" Cuifang sincerely praised her beauty, and as usual, she put on a thick layer of clothing as she ordered.
She let down her bangs, applied thick foundation and rouge to her white jade face, and her mouth was a decadent dark red. Her original delicate and refined temperament coupled with the heavy makeup that did not belong to her made people feel
She is the combination of angel and devil.
"Let's go." She stretched out her hand and let Cuifang support her, and slowly walked out of the deserted room with an expressionless face. Although Bai Zhi was the oiran of Wanhua Tower, her room was in the most remote corner of the brothel, so
In accordance with her request, no one could approach her house without her consent. The madam had a mixture of love and hatred for her, but also some sympathy, so he obeyed her. In the past five years, except for her and
It is true that no one has ever come into Cuifang.
The deserted feeling disappeared, and what lingered in her ears were pieces of laughter, flirting, and singing and dancing. She came to the piano that had been placed, as if she was not a person in this space.
The song I played today was a sad song. Many prostitutes who had been working hard in the entertainment industry for many years heard this lonely song and couldn't help turning their backs and wiping away their tears. Such a desolate voice was a true reflection of their hearts.
Ah, even the old bustard felt sad.
But this time, some guests were not happy. They came to have fun, not to see the woman in his arms crying. Soon some people threw glasses in protest.
"A dead person? Why are you playing such sad music?"
"Yes, yes. It makes me feel uncomfortable all over!" Someone immediately shouted. Suddenly, most of the guests in the brothel were focused on Bai Zhi, who was playing the piano upstairs. Bai Zhi didn't care how the people below reacted.
She was still stroking her harp. This time, the madam became anxious. She hurried upstairs and pressed the harp on the harp. The sound of the harp suddenly stopped, "Ouch, my little ancestor, you didn't hear the guest.
Are you not happy? Hurry up and change the song."
Bai Zhi took away the madam's hand and continued the music that she had stopped before. Not wanting to give her face, several guests from downstairs came up aggressively. One of them grabbed Bai Zhi's hand and said, "Damn it, you won't let me give you the money."
I am happy." Several other people also started to attack her, and one person even grabbed the piano.
Bai Zhi just stood there, motionless.
"Miss..." Cuifang cried anxiously. The hand that the man grabbed was Bai Zhi's hand that was bleeding. Now the blood was dripping down the arm and falling on the white gauze.
"You guys are all here to have fun, why bother with this girl from Wanhualou?" After saying that, a handsome young man with a fan appeared. When the old madam saw it, she let out a sigh of relief and stepped forward.
The person who came to the rescue was Mr. Cui, who had been praising Bai Zhi every day for the past few days.
"This bitch thinks she is noble and doesn't listen to my husband." Seeing the suppressed anger in the young man's smile, the guest who grabbed Bai Zhi's hand let go.
"Tonight I will give you 20,000 taels, so that this girl can play whatever she wants. It's convenient for everyone to give her some face."
Everyone took a closer look and found out that the big-mouthed villain turned out to be Cui Jingfeng, the son of Cui Xueren, the richest man in Yangzhou. Seeing this powerful situation, everyone stopped saying anything and retreated.
"Miss Bai, it's okay. Go down and bandage it quickly."
Bai Zhi turned around calmly and left without any appreciation. Cuifang quickly followed her and supported her.
"Mr. Cui, I'm sorry. That's just how she is. It's not just for you, Mr. Cui." The madam quickly stepped forward to apologize on Bai Zhi's behalf.
Cui Jingfeng looked at the stubborn and thin figure with a faint smile on his lips.
"Miss, Mr. Cui just now seems to be a nice person! If it weren't for him..." Cuifang kept talking while helping her bandage the wound. When the bandage was done, she realized that Bai Zhi had fallen asleep at some point.