Outside the palace of Prince Qinglong, Liu Tengyun was dressed in brocade clothes, with a jade pendant hanging on his waist, and holding a folding fan in his hand, looking like an aristocratic young master.
He was standing next to an ancient car, looking eagerly into the palace gate.
When he saw Han Jiulin walking out of the gate, Liu Tengyun looked happy and hurriedly greeted him: "Brother Han, I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you very much!"
"Liu Tengyun, you have the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. I haven't settled the score with you yet, but you still dare to come to Qinglong Palace!"
The next moment, Han Lingyun rushed out from behind Han Jiulin, with a dazzling red aura emerging from his body. His palm was like a steel knife, and he slapped Liu Tengyun with one palm!
Snap!
In his desperation, Liu Tengyun only had time to dodge a few inches. His fan broke instantly, his shoulder bone broke, and he hit the ancient car behind him with a loud bang.
The ancient car shook violently.
"ah!"
It seemed that a woman was sitting in an ancient car and was suddenly frightened.
Scream.
Liu Tengyun screamed and vomited a mouthful of blood. Seeing that Han Lingyun was coming, he quickly screamed and begged for mercy: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm here to apologize to Brother Han Yu. Little sister, please be merciful!"
When Han Lingyun heard this, she paused slightly and looked back at Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin ordered: "Don't fight yet, let's see what he says."
Han Lingyun took a step back, and Liu Tengyun couldn't wait to say to the servants beside him: "Quick, quick, please bring Miss Yu out."
Not long after, a delicate white jade hand held the door rail of the ancient car, and a girl wearing a blue gauze skirt, with bright eyes and white teeth, walked out of the car.
The girl has a delicate body, and her skin is so white that it looks like it can be broken by a blow. There is a red lotus painted on her eyebrows, her black hair is pulled into a beautiful butterfly bun, and she has a jasper hairpin.
She Shi Ran stepped out of the ancient car, with a blush on her face. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, saluted Han Jiulin respectfully, and said softly: "Zi Qi has met Mr. Yu."
It is the second-class maiko of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the courtesan Han Yu and Liu Tengyun compete for - Yu Ziqi!
Han Jiulin immediately remembered that the other party was the woman he had rescued from Han Mao and others a few days ago.
"Why are you here too?"
Han Jiulin was a little surprised and didn't understand why this Yu Ziqi appeared here together with Liu Tengyun.
Hearing this, Yu Ziqi's face turned redder and she lowered her head even further.
Liu Tengyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the pain, and said with a smile: "Brother Han, are you satisfied with this gift?"
Han Jiulin raised his eyebrows: "A gift?"
Liu Tengyun said: "In the past few days, in order to redeem Miss Ziqi's life, I borrowed money from relatives and friends and spent all my money.
Finally, my hard work paid off and I collected enough money to redeem Miss Ziqi from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. I gave her to you because I want to make a good apology to Brother Han and hope that Brother Han can forgive me for my previous recklessness and ignorance."
Thinking of the process of redeeming Yu Ziqi's life in the past few days, Liu Tengyun also burst into tears.
After he saw Han Jiulin in Julingdan Pavilion that day, he planned to redeem Yu Ziqi and give it to Han Jiulin.
But who knew that Yu Ziqi’s net worth was ridiculously high!
After all, Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not an ordinary brothel. The girls in it are all talented and talented, and many of them only sell their bodies but not their skills.
For example, Yu Ziqi is a second-class maiko in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, one of the oirans, and her price is not comparable to that of ordinary girls, costing a full twelve thousand taels of silver.
Twelve thousand taels is not a small price. Even though Liu Tengyun is a prince's son, he has been banging his head in the past few days before he scraped together this amount of money and redeemed Yu Ziqi early this morning.
Liu Tengyun took out a folded paper from his arms and handed it to Han Jiulin, saying: "Brother Han, this is Miss Ziqi's contract of sale, I will give it to you."
When Han Jiulin was surprised, Liu Tengyun chuckled again, leaned into Han Jiulin's ear, and whispered: "Brother Han, Miss Ziqi is a second-class maiko in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. She is a prostitute who sells her skills but not her body. She is still a young girl, haha.
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After winking and smiling at Han Jiulin, Liu Tengyun quickly got into the ancient car and urged his servants to drive away, fearing that Han Jiulin would refuse.
After walking a long way, he opened the car curtain, waved his hand to Han Jiulin and said, "Brother Han, see you later!"
Immediately, it disappeared at the end of the road.
Han Jiulin held Yu Ziqi's contract of sale in his hand and looked at Yu Ziqi.
Han Lingyun glanced at the sale contract in Han Jiulin's hand, and also looked at Yu Ziqi.
Yu Ziqi glanced at Han Jiulin and Han Lingyun, and when she saw them looking at each other, she lowered her head with a rosy face.
She bowed slightly and said softly: "From now on, Ziqi will be Mr. Yu's."
Han Jiulin smiled lightly, tore the renouncement contract in his hand into two halves, and said to Yu Ziqi: "No, from now on, you are free, you can go wherever you want."
After saying that, he planned to turn around and enter the mansion.
However, when Yu Ziqi saw him tearing up the contract of sale, his expression suddenly changed, and he knelt on the ground, saying in a frightened voice: "Master Yu, if you tear up the contract of sale of the slave family, the slave family will lose their identity.
He will be captured by the Yuling Army in the imperial city and sent to the border barbarian lands, or sold to an official kiln to become a lowly official prostitute."
Han Jiulin paused in his steps, turned around and frowned: "Is it so serious to tear up the contract of betrayal?"
Seeing that Han Jiulin didn't understand, Han Lingyun glanced at Yu Ziqi softly, and explained at the side: "Women like them who were sold to brothels are the same as the maids in our palace. Only the deed of prostitution can prove their identity. If there is no deed of prostitution,
, and there is no place to accommodate them, then they will all be treated as refugees. A girl like this will most likely be sold as a prostitute again.
Moreover, in the past, she was able to perform as an artist without selling her body in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but when she was assigned to be sold to an official kiln, she could only become a prostitute who sold her body at a low price."
Han Jiulin nodded slowly.
"Master Yu, please take me in!"
Yu Ziqi knelt on the ground and looked at Han Jiulin pitifully.
Han Lingyun also felt a little soft-hearted and said: "Brother, why don't we just accept her."
Han Jiulin frowned and said, "But I'm leaving the palace soon. What should I do if I leave her behind?"
Han Lingyun said: "I think this girl is pretty and talented. Didn't you fight with Liu Tengyun for her before?
In my opinion, you should just take her to Yuxiang Manor, where she will be waiting for you."
Yu Ziqi cast a grateful look at Han Lingyun, and then looked at Han Jiulin pitifully.
"Okay, I'll take you in for now. Get up."
"Thank you Mr. Yu for taking me in, and thank you Miss Yun for interceding for me!"
Yu Ziqi looked happy, stood up, and thanked her repeatedly.
Han Jiulin said: "I changed my name, Han Jiulin, don't call me Mr. Yu in the future."
"The slave family knows, Master Lin!"
Yu Ziqi followed Han Jiulin and changed his name.
"Well, let's go."
Han Jiulin nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the house.
The guard who went in to report to Han Jiulin touched his chin and thought to himself: "This brothel girl is actually a bit smarter than me, amazing!"