Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Yun Qiaoqiao looked at Qingfeng and asked with a smile, "Is that courtesan as beautiful as you, Qingfeng?"

Qingfeng blushed slightly and gave her a reproachful look: "Young Master, you always know how to tease people."

Yun Qiaoqiao shook her head: "I'm not teasing you, I'm genuinely curious!"

Qingfeng blushed even more: "How should I put it? If you like someone like me, then of course I'm beautiful. If you like someone like her, then of course she's beautiful."

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Yun Qiaoqiao nodded: "What you said makes perfect sense."

"Tell me more about the activities at this courtesan banquet. I'd like to go and see what's going on the day after tomorrow."

Qingfeng pouted, a hint of amusement in her voice: "It seems the young master likes her that way!"

Yun Qiaoqiao shook her head: "You've misunderstood me. I'm gay and I don't like women!" She then pointed to Zhen Linqing, who was standing to the side with wide eyes.

"He does like women, but he already has someone he likes!"

Qingfeng was taken aback, then laughed. He felt even closer to Yun Qiaoqiao.

Seeing that she was indeed interested in the courtesan, he began to explain in detail.

Every year during the Flower Festival, each building would hold a banquet for its top courtesan. In previous years, the three buildings, Baihua Building, Zuichun Building, and Xiaoxiang Pavilion, would compete against each other. The top courtesan from each building would compete on stage to showcase her talents, and the guests below would bid for her with tips. The building whose top courtesan received the most tips would be the champion of the year.

But this year is different. The courtesan that Baihualou has chosen this year is so beautiful that the courtesans from the other two brothels are like fireflies compared to the full moon. They are simply no match for her.

Zuichunlou and Xiaoxiangguan also realized that since they couldn't win anyway, they might as well not fight.

To avoid having the courtesan banquet on different days, and thus avoid a lack of guests and embarrassment.

As a result, during this year's Flower Festival, the Hundred Flowers Pavilion was the only one to dominate the city's Flower Queen Banquet, attracting all the attention and money.

Yun Qiaoqiao nodded and chatted with Qingfeng about all sorts of things for a while.

Although Qingfeng looks delicate and frail, she speaks with great wit.

He was good at throwing out jokes and catching them, gesturing wildly when he was happy, and winking and making faces when he talked about gossip. Yun Qiaoqiao was so amused by him that she almost spat out her wine.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Yun Qiaoqiao stood up, took out twenty taels of silver from her sleeve, and stuffed it into Qingfeng's hand.

"I had a great chat today, I'll come see you again another day."

Holding the silver, Qingfeng watched Yun Qiaoqiao's graceful departure and felt a pang of reluctance.

As they stepped out of the brothel, the night breeze swept over them, dispersing some of the sweet, perfumed scent emanating from Yun Qiaoqiao and Zhen Linqing.

Zhen Linqing took a deep breath of fresh air and felt as if she had finally come back to life.

Yun Qiaoqiao's smile hadn't faded yet. As she walked, she glanced back at the brothel several times, muttering to herself.

"I want to marry one like this someday!"

Zhen Linqing's face turned green: "Qiaoqiao, don't you like strong, muscular men?"

Yun Qiaoqiao tilted her head back and put her hands on her hips: "I'm strong and powerful enough, so I want to raise a delicate and beautiful woman! Qingfeng is just what I'm looking for!"

Zhen Linqing's lips twitched.

Yun Qiaoqiao continued, "I'll be the female general, responsible for earning money to support the family, while my husband will be responsible for being beautiful, a good wife and mother, and managing the household chores—perfect!"

Zhen Linqing sighed and quickly changed the subject.

He was afraid that Yun Qiaoqiao might act impulsively and actually take a frail-looking man back with her. What if Pianpian found out and beat him up before he could stop her?

"Qiaoqiao, should we go for another walk around the area and look for an escape route...?"

Yun Qiaoqiao nodded: "Okay, let's walk around some more!"

After wandering around for more than an hour, the two returned to the inn and closed the door.

Yun Qiaoqiao sat down, took a sip of tea, and whispered, "The Flower Queen Banquet at Baihua Pavilion the day after tomorrow is our target."

Zhen Linqing nodded: "Yes, at that time, the wealthy and powerful families of the Prince's family, the Duke's family, and the General's family will all go to join in the fun."

"If we can figure out a way to make two sons of powerful families fight over the courtesan, one of them will kill the other, or both of them will die."

In any case, they were killing powerful and influential figures of the Great Yan Kingdom, as well as scum who frequented brothels; they wouldn't show any mercy to any of them.

"Everyone will crowd over there, making the scene much more chaotic than a simple street fight."

"The city defense battalion's men will be able to completely surround Baihua Tower in less than fifteen minutes."

"And even if they come, it will take a lot of effort just to evacuate the crowd."

Yun Qiaoqiao frowned. "After we finish our business, we'll go through East Street, which is the opposite direction from the city defense camp. We'll pass through Green Willow Lane and Black Robe Lane. That way, we shouldn't arouse suspicion..."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day of the Flower Festival, the entire capital city of Tiandu began to bustle with activity from daytime, and at night all the lanterns were lit up, making the city radiant with light and filled with the sounds of people.

At the end of the Xu hour (7-9 PM), the celebrations of the Flower Festival reached their climax.

The streets and alleys were filled with people dressed in new clothes. Some people carried lanterns and released them by the river, some cheered around the acrobatic troupe, and some crowded in front of the sugar painting stall, craning their necks to wait.

The entire city was immersed in the festive revelry, and no one noticed that several undercurrents were surging simultaneously in different directions.

In the Shuntian Prefecture prison, Black Snake and White Snake used silver to sneak into the cell.

The heinous criminal was named Guang Zhenxiong, a bandit leader, and was imprisoned in a relatively remote location.

Presumably because his case was too serious, the guards were afraid that he would come into contact with other captured bandits, so they deliberately isolated him.

This arrangement actually made things easier for the Black Snake and the White Snake.

They don't need to go deep into the prison; they only need to pry open a few locks on the outside to take the person away.

Black Snake struck swiftly and ruthlessly; in the instant the blade flashed, a jailer groaned and collapsed.

The white snake simultaneously took down the other two.

With the three keys in hand, the three locks popped open one after another, and the prison door was pushed open with a bang.

Before Guang Zhenxiong could react, the white snake had already cut the chains and dragged him out by the arm.

Guang Zhenxiong asked in surprise, "Two chivalrous heroes, have you come to rescue me?"

Black Snake nodded: "Yes, it was Huang Lao Er who sent us to rescue you. Run! Go to the South Gate! There are backup there."

Upon hearing this, Guang Zhenxiong's eyes immediately lit up.

Huang Lao Er is his second brother, that's for sure.

He excitedly grabbed the jailer's knife and followed them as they captured and killed their way out.

"What about my other brothers?"

Black Snake's eyes flickered slightly: "Second Brother Huang said he has his own plans."

Guang Zhenxiong nodded: "Alright, I'll do as my second brother says."

The three of them cut down several prison guards who tried to stop them and fought their way out of the gates of Shuntian Prefecture.

Behind them, gongs blared, shouts and footsteps mingled together, and officials from Shuntian Prefecture poured out from all directions, each carrying a large knife.

The black and white snakes made no attempt to conceal their movements; they wanted everyone to see them leading the criminal as they raced along the main street toward the south gate.

Almost half of the troops from Shuntian Prefecture were mobilized, and the torches formed a long, winding dragon that was particularly conspicuous in the night.

Meanwhile, inside the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, Yun Qiaoqiao, dressed in a drab gray servant's outfit, stared at several纨绔公子 (playboys) in the distance...