Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

(Original plot extra)

My name is Xingxianer.

She is an ordinary prostitute in Zuihonglou, but she is not very popular among the customers in this building.

I was too restrained and always kept my head down and my neck shrunk. If I hadn't been pretty, Mrs. Wang, the most strict lady in the building, would have probably not allowed me to make a living here.

Actually, I really wanted to die, but I always wanted to see my sister again.

I don’t know how she is doing.

My original name was Gu Zhaodi. I was the daughter of the Gu family, who owned a rice and flour shop in Qizhou Town. The name was given to bring back a younger brother to the family.

I don’t like this name, and of course I don’t like people calling me Xiao Xingxianer.

There was a flood in my hometown, and I fled with my family. There was an old man who was said to be a big businessman in Tongzhou, and he took a fancy to my sister Gu Laidie.

It was obvious at first glance that this old man was not a good person. Two girls, who were younger than my sister, were following him, and their faces were covered with scars.

I don't want my sister to be sold.

Just when I was wondering what to do, my sister ran away and I didn’t know where she was hiding. Anyway, I hoped she wouldn’t come back.

My grandparents had already accepted the old man's money, but they couldn't hand it over to the old man, and the old man was unwilling to give it back. My mother was not willing to let them suffer any grievances.

My mother said, Zhaodi, you should follow this master. He is rich and can ensure that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

Girls have to get married eventually; that's a woman's fate.

In the future, when I follow the master, I must give birth to a son, which will be my way of repaying his kindness.

I was stunned. What my mother meant was that she wanted me to take the place of my sister.

It doesn’t matter actually. What I say doesn’t count anyway.

I left with the old man.

Life was not easy, and I don't want to talk about it. Anyway, I was old and he didn't like me, so I was sold to a widower not long after.

This widower was actually a pretty good person, but he died young.

I feel sad when he died because I don’t know if anyone will care whether I have enough to eat at night in the future.

I was sold to a brothel by this widower's mother.

Brothels are not good places, they are full of cannibalism. When I sleep at night, I see girls who were beaten to death. How can Mother Wang be so cruel?

I've learned my lesson. It's just a customer service. I'm not an unmarried girl.

It's nothing more than endurance.

But there's nothing I can do if the customers don't like me.

Later, he followed Mother Wang and several other girls to Tongzhou and joined Zuihonglou.

There, I met a young man.

Of course this is a story that happened several years later.

He was an official, and he was investigating some case, and he found his way to our building.

Mother Wang and the others were so frightened that they were trembling.

We stood in a row, waiting to be questioned by the officials.

Sister Lily next to me used to be the top prostitute in a famous brothel in Beijing. Later, she offended someone’s wife and could no longer stay in Beijing. Several old customers helped her escape to Tongzhou.

Sister Lily nodded and said that the handsome official was the senior brother of the late prince.

He was originally a favorite of the emperor, but with the early death of the crown prince, he was demoted to a small constable in the Tongzhou government office.

I couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The official was very perceptive and turned his head towards me with a cold face. I quickly lowered my eyes and dared not look at him again, feeling a little nervous.

When it was my turn to be interrogated, I don't quite remember what the official asked. I was just wondering why this person had such a nice voice.

Completely different from those patrons.

I was innocent to begin with, and he left after asking.

I thought this was just an episode, but a few days later, I was punished to go to the backyard to wash clothes for all the girls because I didn't serve a customer well.

It was freezing cold, and I squatted there washing hard.

From Gu Zhaodi to Xing Xianer, to be honest, I haven't done this kind of rough work for a long time, and I'm a little uncomfortable.

While I was washing, I heard a loud bang outside the door and something fell over.

I looked around and there was no one around. Business was pretty busy today, so I was the only one washing clothes here.

When I opened the door, I suddenly found that the person on the ground was the handsome official from that day.

Why are you lying here covered in blood?

It took me a lot of effort to carry him into the house.

Guests often fight, so I have medicine in my room. I took off his clothes and found that most of the blood was not his. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I wiped him clean and applied medicine, then quietly traced his eyebrows and eyes with my hands.

He is so handsome, just like the man in the painting.

I was admiring it when suddenly the official's eyes opened and his hand, like an iron clamp, tightly clamped my wrist.

"It hurts!" I cried out softly, not daring to be more presumptuous.

The official was stunned for a moment, as if he recognized me. He let go of my hand and looked around the room with a frown.

I felt a little embarrassed because this was not the place for me to receive guests.

"I'm sorry, I have no place to put you. If you dislike it, just leave quickly and don't cause me any trouble."

I pretended to be disgusted, but in fact I felt very uncomfortable.

Who knew he would smile? I can't read, but I have heard Sister Lily and the others say, "A smile brings a hundred flowers to bloom."

That may be it.

He said: "The girl misunderstood. She is kind-hearted and saved me from danger. I am grateful to her so much that I cannot say I despise her."

The official sat up, holding his wound. "My name is Ning Yuan. I have something important to do today. I will come back to repay you another day."

I don't want any favors, there's no need.

After the official left, I couldn't sleep until dawn. Because I didn't finish washing the clothes in time, I was punished to starve for three days.

I met the official named Ning Yuan again in the woodshed.

When he saw how miserable I looked, he seemed a little angry, and I couldn't stop him. I didn't know what he did when he ran out. Anyway, when he came back, he not only brought me food, but also brought Mother Wang, who looked very flattering.

He said he wanted to keep me, and that I was not allowed to receive any more customers, and that I was not allowed to be forced to work and starve.

I ate the steamed bun while holding back my tears.

Mother Wang was very happy that there was someone willing to support someone like me.

Ning Yuan never touched me, but just talked to me, taught me to read, and told me about the outside world.

He also said that it was not convenient for him to take me away now because he had too many enemies outside and he had to avenge his junior brother. The injury that day was because he found some clues and went to the door and was ambushed.

I understand. Whenever a girl in this building needs to be redeemed, Mother Wang will ask for a huge sum of money.

Ning Yuan may have no money.

It's okay, everything is fine now.

Ning Yuan left again, and this time it has been more than half a year, and there has been no news at all.

Mother Wang forced me to receive guests, but I didn't want to, so I replied to her using a new idiom I had just learned: I would rather die than surrender.

The result was a slap in the face.

There have been no good days since then. As long as you are a man and have a penny, anything is fine.

Time passed day by day, and there was still no news from Ning Yuan.

And I often felt unwell and might be dying.

It’s better to die, death brings relief.

I just wonder if my sister is still alive?

I died on a rainy night, which was a good thing, leaving the world clean.

This way no one will know that I died of a serious illness.

Ning Yuan probably doesn't know either.

Alas, farewell, my lord.

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(Sorry, I haven't finished writing it yet. I'll write another chapter tomorrow. I personally really like Gu Fan. I cried so hard when I wrote this. I hope every girl can overcome all obstacles and become her own hero.)