After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

Although she was to dance at the prefect's banquet that evening, Su Ning couldn't stay inside forever.

Wearing Xiao Xing's face, she learned from Alan's words that those going to the prefect's residence tonight were not allowed to leave the house. This was the rule for the next three days. After all, Yu Xinglai had an unparalleled skill in disguise, and it was possible that if she went out, the person who came back would not be her.

But it doesn't say you can't leave the main gate of Hongxiu Tower, it doesn't say you can't leave her room.

If Yue Zijin happens to run into him while visiting a brothel, wouldn't that be a happy ending for everyone?

If Yue Zijin knew Su Ning's thoughts, he would surely be heartbroken. Where would he get the money to visit brothels?

Hongxiu Tower truly lives up to its reputation as Qingyun's most famous entertainment venue; stepping outside feels like entering a flower field.

A variety of fragrances filled the air, and the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air.

Although it was daytime, there were still quite a few people listening to music in the lobby downstairs.

Her room was on the third floor, and from up there she could finally see the entire extravagant building.

I wonder how lively this place will be at night.

She originally intended to go downstairs for a stroll and then return, since she was all alone and this was a brothel, and there was no guarantee that some clueless people wouldn't come up to her and cause trouble.

Unfortunately, what you fear most is what happens.

Looking at the lecherous, drunk man in front of her, she knew she shouldn't have come downstairs.

"Miss, you look unfamiliar. I come to this Red Sleeve Pavilion every day and have never seen you before."

The man in front of her had an ordinary appearance, but he was dressed quite well. Su Ning noticed that the patterns on his clothes were all embroidered with gold thread.

He was probably drunk, his face flushed, and he was about to grab Su Ning's wrist, ready to kiss her.

"Young master, please have some self-respect."

After saying that, Su Ning hurried to her room, not wanting to waste any more time with him.

Not to mention that she wasn't Xiaoxing to begin with, and besides, in this Red Sleeve Pavilion, geisha are allowed to choose to sell their art but not their bodies.

The drunken playboy was clearly not thinking straight. Seeing Su Ning's cold demeanor, he became even more lustful. "Self-respect? Beauty, don't joke with me. As long as I have money, I can have whatever I want."

As he spoke, he tried to pounce on Su Ning.

This was a corner on the second floor, not many people around. Su Ning was about to touch the hairpin in her hair when she thought to herself, "Why don't I try the things Xiao Qi gave me?"

After all, she wouldn't have a chance to use it around Yu Xinglai, let alone around the main characters, but she wasn't afraid of this lustful playboy.

Before she could make a move, a man in a snow-white robe appeared before her, blocking her path. His voice was gentle, and he held a flute, preventing her from moving: "If this young lady is unwilling, why must you pester her and cause her trouble?"

Seeing that he had finally met a beautiful woman who suited his temperament, only to be stopped, Zhao Er was naturally furious. "And who are you, you pretty boy? It's none of your business if I play with women!"

Song Hengxue remained unmoved upon hearing the other party's vulgar words. With a light twirling of her flute, she quickly knocked the other party to the ground.

With such a commotion, even people from the most secluded corners rushed over.

Zhao Er, still stunned after falling to the ground, was soon clear-headed from the pain. He then launched into a tantrum, yelling, "Help! Someone's hitting me!"

When the madam arrived with her thugs, she saw the young man in white robes talking to someone.

"Don't be afraid, young lady, he won't do anything to you."

Song Hengxue wanted to comfort her, but Su Ning only blinked, showing no sign of panic: "Thank you for saving me, young master."

Su Ning looked him over, and thought, "Hmm... another handsome man."

After recognizing Song Hengxue as the one who had attacked, the madam quickly stepped forward to apologize, "Oh dear, is Young Master Song alright?"

Meanwhile, Zhao Er, who had been throwing a tantrum, was helped up by his servant. Seeing that the madam wasn't comforting him first, but instead bowing and scraping to the pretty boy, he was furious and immediately shouted, "Mama Hong! Get this pretty boy out of here right now!"

Hearing Zhao Er's arrogant words, Madam Hong was greatly alarmed and immediately knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness: "Young Master Song, please don't be angry. I will drag this scoundrel out right now and never let him set foot in my Red Sleeve Pavilion again."

Zhao Er wanted to say more, but for some reason, no sound came out of his throat; he could only make "ah ah" noises.

Su Ning, however, saw it clearly from the side. Just now, this young master Song flicked his hand lightly, and the other party was rendered speechless.

Is this internal energy?

"Red Mama, get up. I don't blame you."

Zhao Er's servant immediately realized who his young master had offended and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Please, Young Master Song, show leniency! My young master was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, offending you so much."

Song Hengxue ignored the servant. Mama Hua quickly ordered her thugs to drag Zhao Er and his group out, then said to Su Ning, "Xiao Xing, hurry up and thank Young Master Song."

Song Hengxue, however, declined, saying, "It's alright. Miss Xiaoxing is going to dance at the Prefect's residence anyway, and it's my duty as her guard."

Madam Hong quickly smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes, it's a blessing for our Red Sleeve Pavilion to have the young master's protection."

After seeing the other person come downstairs, Su Ning began to chat with Madam Hong, "Madam Hong, who is this young master...?"

Madam Hong sighed, cleaning up the mess she had just made. When Su Ning asked, she realized what had happened: "I almost forgot. You've been sick these past few days, so you probably don't know what's been going on lately. At the prefect's banquet, the Thief Saint tried to steal the treasure, and Young Master Song was the one who escorted you to the banquet."

In fact, she already knew his identity when Mama Hong addressed him as Young Master Song: Song Hengxue, the chief physician of Hundred Flowers Valley, a rare gentle and refined gentleman.

But why would the other party get involved in such a trivial matter?

"It's truly an immense blessing that Young Master Song is personally escorting us."

While flattering her, Su Ning also tried to find out what other information Mama Hong knew. Sure enough, the other woman couldn't resist her eloquence, "Yes, the matter of the Thief Saint has been making headlines recently. I wonder how the Prefect managed to get the people of Hundred Flowers Valley to take action."

Hundred Flowers Valley has always had a good reputation, and it's a place that people like them can't afford to offend. "Little Xing, you're really lucky. You've only just arrived and you're already at the prefect's banquet. This Young Master Song is a very famous figure on the list of young masters. You're extremely fortunate to have met him," Mama Hua exclaimed.

Su Ning recalled the figure from just now, dressed in white, gentle and refined, who seemed completely out of place in this extravagant Red Sleeve Pavilion.

With Hundred Flowers Valley joining in, she was even more excited for the banquet.

After leaving the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Song Hengxue subconsciously glanced back at the building. Entrusted by Tang Xi, he naturally had to help her find her friend. Yu Xinglai was elusive and could be anyone in disguise.

His junior sister was too young to frequent such places of entertainment, and he wasn't comfortable entrusting her to his subordinates either, so he decided to come himself.

He had seen the dancers yesterday, but the girl Xiaoxing from yesterday seemed different from today's. This difference was enough to make him suspicious, but she was indeed a frail woman and not Yu Xing in disguise.

Thus, he could only suppress his doubts.