"What a coward, you still claim to be from that open world!"
The man mocked her, clearly seeing that Cai Wei truly didn’t want him to hold her, so he could only give up.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Our madam wants to go in, hurry up and clear the path!"
Nangong Yi and Cai Wei were laughing and talking, when suddenly an arrogant and domineering voice drove through the crowd. Cai Wei couldn’t help but glance over, only to see four or five protector-looking people shouting and rudely pulling apart the onlookers.
Upon hearing these rude voices, Nangong Yi also turned his head to look, only to see behind the protectors, two maids and several maids surrounding a young woman dressed in a red pogranate satin peony brocade beizi, wearing a gray mouse water red woven golden brocade cloak, adorned with jewels on her head, slowly approaching. The woman seed to be around twenty years old, dressed gaudily, walking with hips swaying like a fried dough twist, didn’t look like a well-bred woman.
Soone recognized her, and whispered, "Look, isn’t that the famous ’Red Light Illumination’ star kilnsister A Flower? When did she beco a madam?"
Another voice said, "You don’t know? She was ransod by Zhang Dahu two months ago. It’s said she’s very favored now; even the formal madam has to give way to her. Otherwise, how could a kilnsister dare to call herself a madam?"
"Oh, Zhang Dahu is over sixty years old, it’s really rare to have this kind of thought."
"Indeed, it’s said since Zhang Dahu got her, he spends every day staying in her room, exclusive favor..."
The common people hearing this discussion started to retreat. Zhang Dahu is the richest master in Ping An State, and notorious for being domineering. If by chance they offend his favored concubine, they might lose everything and end up in prison.
Noticing everyone avoiding her, the woman didn’t realize her face was full of smugness, sashaying with her water snake waist. Cai Wei glanced at her once and turned her head away, with her mood ruined, she intended to pull Nangong Yi to another spot for watching, unexpectedly that concubine moved close to Nangong Yi, suddenly rendering her feet immobile.
She looked at Nangong Yi with gleaming eyes, cheeks flushed, face full of shyness.
Nangong Yi, with his handso appearance and noble aura, stood lazily beside the horse. He wore a deep purple round collar brocade robe, very simple in style, yet with a gorgeous green pine design embroidered with gold thread on the sleeve cuffs and collar. His waist was tied with a dark waistband, gold thread lining, and a lustrous large Eastern Pearl in the middle, exuding luxury in a low-key way, clearly in a high position, with an extrely noble identity.
As the saying goes: the brothel keeper loves money, the girls love beauty. This woman, originally a flirtatious brothel woman, on seeing the heavenly handso Nangong Yi, found him a thousand tis better than her old and ugly master, instantly moved by passion. Again seeing the steed beside Nangong Yi, with three jade sculpture-like children sitting on horseback, on the other side was a stunning young woman wearing a cloak and Guanyin hood, evidently a whole family out for a walk.
Despite seeing that they had a wife and children, the woman couldn’t suppress her lust. She raised her face and smiled at the three jade sculpture-like children on horseback, "Wow, such beautiful children—not regretting in death if this madam could bear such beautiful children in the future."
Though praising the children verbally, her enchanting eyes were tilted at Nangong Yi, her chest puffed high, wishing she could lean onto Nangong Yi.
The maid beside her was her confidant, understanding her master’s thoughts, casually laughed and said, "To bear such beautiful children indeed requires handso lineage. If our old master were as outstandingly handso as this young master, with madam’s beauty, surely such stunning children would have been born too. It’s a pity for madam’s flower-like appearance and moon-like looks... Tsk tsk..."
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