My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

There are also entertainment venues that are more upscale than brothels, such as the Jiaosifang, but there are no such places in Jiangzhou City, as they are too remote.

Jiaosifang was a government-run brothel, mainly frequented by the families of disgraced officials and foreign captives, who were somewhat educated, and seafood was more expensive there.

"If Qi Yu, you were still a scholar, you might actually get free admission to Zuiqingfang, maybe even get paid to go. What a pity!" Wang Defa said with a regretful expression.

Qi Yu rolled his eyes helplessly. Had this guy been reading too many fictional novels?

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Chapter Thirty-One: The Spoiler?

Another simple and unpretentious day passed, and Qi Yu dragged his tired body out of the yamen gate.

"Qi Yu, let's go to the brothel together!" Song Yuntao and several constables came out and laughed.

Qi Yu rolled his eyes. Go again? If they go again, Su Yue might as well set herself on fire.

"I'm not going anymore. I went with you guys a few days ago, and when I got home my wife almost chopped me up!" Qi Yu said helplessly.

"You're afraid of your wife, huh!" Wang Defa laughed heartily.

Several colleagues behind him also laughed.

Qi Yu shrugged helplessly and said, "There's nothing I can do! My wife knows martial arts!"

Upon hearing that he knew martial arts, his colleagues understood and looked at Qi Yu with sympathy.

"Alright then, we'll be going now!" Song Yuntao said with a smile.

Qi Yu nodded, then watched as his colleagues walked arm in arm toward the brothel, and sighed helplessly.

A bunch of pitiful single dogs!

With a beautiful wife at home, why would I go to a brothel?

Come back home!

It's fine to have gatherings with colleagues in moderation; if you do it every day, your wallet won't be able to keep up!

And he promised Su Yue that he wouldn't go to brothels.

……

Before going home, Qi Yu went to a pastry shop and bought a few boxes of chestnut pastries for Su Yue.

Su Yue loves these chestnut pastries!

By the time I got home, it was already getting dark.

Su Yue was doing needlework by the light of an oil lamp, and the fabric was brought from her father-in-law's house.

Seeing Qi Yu return, Su Yue put down her needlework and smiled, "Husband, you're back! I'll go heat up the food!"

Qi Yu smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed that Su Yue's cuffs were slightly torn, and he paused for a moment.

"My lady, your cuffs are so torn? And so smooth? It looks like they were ripped by a sharp weapon."

Su Yue glanced at her cuff and laughed, "I accidentally tore it while delivering fabric to Aunt Li."

Qi Yu looked suspicious, but it was obvious that Su Yue didn't want to say more, so Qi Yu didn't ask any more questions.

Su Yue turned and walked into the kitchen, then looked at her cuffs and narrowed her eyes.

Su Lie is quite capable; it's not surprising that he became the captain of the Chilin Army.

Being able to tear one's own clothes while suppressing oneself to the eighth rank is barely considered a sign of some talent.

However, even if someone is talented and capable, they shouldn't bully Qi Yu. For the next two weeks, he won't be able to get out of bed and walk.

Does she really think she can bully her husband at will?

If it weren't for the fact that they both shared the surname Su, Su Lie would already be dead.

Qi Yu tidied the table, and soon Su Yue heated up the dishes and came out. The two of them sat down to eat, just like they always had.

"My lady, has anyone come by today?" Qi Yu asked while eating.

Su Yue's mind conjured up images of several figures wandering in the distance of the courtyard. She narrowed her eyes slightly but shook her head.

"No one has been here!"

Qi Yu nodded and said, "That's good!"

"Why do you ask that, my husband?" Su Yue asked in surprise.

"Today, the Crown Prince brought three officials to see me, wanting me to join his ranks and serve him!" Qi Yu said helplessly.

Su Yue raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, what did you say, husband?"

Qi Yu sighed and said, "What can I say? I can only refuse! The Crown Prince is too high a level, and I think what he wants to do is too dangerous. I don't want to get involved."

Su Yue nodded, then asked with some doubt, "If you agree to the Crown Prince's request, he should give you an important position. If he ascends the throne in the future, you will be a key minister. Aren't you tempted, my husband?"

Why do people study nowadays? Ultimately, it boils down to four words: to stand out from the crowd!

If Qi Yu agrees to the Crown Prince's request, the day the Crown Prince ascends the throne will be the day Qi Yu rises to prominence.

Especially for a scholar like Qi Yu, who had been stripped of his academic title and was unable to participate in the imperial examinations, the Crown Prince's appreciation was an incredible stroke of luck!

Qi Yu smiled, then looked at Su Yue and said, "Compared to being famous throughout the world, my wife, you move me even more. In my eyes, even a painting of blood-stained rivers and mountains cannot compare to the cinnabar mark between your brows."

Su Yue was stunned, then turned her head away, avoiding Qi Yu's gaze.

"You make it sound nice, but if one day you really have the power to shed blood on the country, I bet you'll find someone else to love. After all, there are plenty of people prettier than me."

Qi Yu put down his chopsticks, then stood up and sat down next to Su Yue, pulling her into his arms.

"I know you won't believe me if I say this, but I still have to tell you!"

"I don't care about fame, fortune, or being remembered in history. In this world, there is only you. I only care about you. I don't care about anyone else, and I don't want to care about anyone else."

"I will never let go of you, even if it means going to the deepest hell or the Yellow Springs."

Su Yue's eyes were slightly red. Qi Yu's words had greatly shocked her, and a strange feeling spread through her heart.

This feeling is indescribable, yet it makes one feel that even if it meant dying for Qi Yu, they would do so without hesitation or regret.

"It's so good to have met you!"

Su Yue wrapped her arms around Qi Yu's waist and nestled in his embrace, her voice trembling with tears.

Qi Yu held Su Yue's shoulder, and Su Yue let go of his hand.

Qi Yu raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Yue's eyes.

"No matter what, I will protect you, even if the world is flooded and rivers of blood flow!"

Su Yue grasped Qi Yu's hand that was gently stroking her cheek and nodded.

I believe in you, my husband!

Qi Yu looked at Su Yue, and Su Yue looked at him. Their eyes met, and then the other's face slowly magnified in their pupils.

Su Yue slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Qi Yu's neck.

Qi Yu slowly lowered his head, preparing to taste those red lips that were as alluring to him as poppies.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Boom boom boom!

Su Yue suddenly opened her eyes, then looked at Qi Yu who was so close to her, her cheeks quickly turned red, and she hurriedly broke free from Qi Yu's embrace.

"Husband, someone's here, go and see!"

Qi Yu's lips twitched, and his eyes could practically spit fire!

Which bastard is so blind?

They really know how to pick their timing!

I'll beat you so badly your own mother wouldn't recognize you, or I'll change my surname to yours!

With an angry snort, Qi Yu got up, walked out of the hall, and went to open the door.

Su Yue watched Qi Yu's retreating figure, clutching her chest with both hands, her heart still pounding wildly.

Qi Yu's words echoed in her mind, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, revealing a happy smile like that of a little woman.

Qi Yu walked to the courtyard gate, removed the wooden block that was locking the door, opened the door, and without saying a word, threw a punch.

Bang!

A tall, slender figure was knocked to the ground, and the guards behind him didn't even have time to react.

This is so sudden!

The guards quickly reacted and shouted, "How dare you! You actually dared to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince!"

As he spoke, a knife was already held to Qi Yu's neck. If Li Ming hadn't waved his hand to stop him in time, Qi Yu's head would have been severed.

Qi Yu stared blankly at Li Ming, wondering why this guy was contacting him in the middle of the night.

Can't we come during the day?

Disrupting my good time!

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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Storm Is Brewing

"Your Highness, what brings you here in the middle of the night?" Qi Yu poured a cup of tea for Crown Prince Li Ming and asked helplessly.

Li Ming touched his bright red nose, then gasped in pain, looking at Qi Yu with a hint of resentment.

Li Minghai, who was standing behind Li Ming, also looked very unhappy. With his strength as a third-grade martial artist, he had actually managed to injure the Crown Prince. This was too derelict of duty and too useless.

The most fundamental reason was that he never expected that Qi Yu would come up and punch him as soon as he opened the door.

"Brother Qi, I have benefited greatly from what you said today, so I have come tonight to express my gratitude!"

As he spoke, Li Ming stood up and bowed to Qi Yu, a proper disciple's bow!

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow. How could the Crown Prince actually bow to him like a disciple?

I know what this guy wants to do, but it's impossible for me to start a revolution with him.

"Your Highness, why are you, the crown prince, bothering with me, a commoner? I'm all talk and no action, I have no real skills."