Unlike Rouge Hutong, which is on the edge of the inner and outer cities, Jiaofangsi is located in the inner city, among a group of inconspicuous buildings.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the crack in the door, Miss Zhang suddenly woke up from her dazed state.

She opened her heavy eyelids, and what she saw was a dark room, with women of different ages lying around, lying on their backs, or huddled in the corner.

It was quiet, and the air was full of sour smell.

Not long ago, they were all noble family members of courtiers, well-dressed, well-fed, and well-connected. But after New Year's Eve, everything changed.

Emperor Jing took power, and with a wave of his hand, a group of ministers were sacked, and the mansion was blocked by the imperial army, making it impossible to get in or out.

As the daughter of a minister, Miss Zhang narrowly escaped from Zhuque Street that night and rushed home. Then she was imprisoned for a long time.

When his father failed to come back, people in the house were panicked.

Until that day, a eunuch broke into the house and brought the news of his father's "collaboration with the enemy and treason."

Zhang's house was confiscated, and the men were imprisoned until they were exiled. The old women were sent to Guning Pagoda, and the young ones were sent to the Jiaofangsi.

Miss Zhang was unable to resist and was confused. She was put into a prison car and escorted to a yard amidst the screams of pain. Then she saw other powerful women's family members being sent there one after another.

She knew many of them. No matter they were noble and elegant beautiful women in the past or ladies, they were all put into coarse clothes and their jewelry was taken away.

Some people struggled, but all they received were fists.

After staying in that place for a long time, one day, she was sent to Jiaofangsi Alley, and then she became hungry for a long time.

…

"Wow."

Suddenly, the sound of keys and footsteps came, waking them up from hunger and weakness.

Miss Zhang instinctively shrank back and saw the door of the room being pushed open. A well-dressed madam with a black mole at the corner of her mouth walked in with her nose pinched, swept around, and waved:

"take away!"

Behind her, several servants rushed in like wolves and tigers.

The women screamed and fled, but where did they have the strength? Soon, they were taken to an empty lobby, and Miss Zhang found that many female relatives of prisoners were gathered here.

The old bustard held a thorn stick in his hand and looked down at the crowd:

"I've been hungry for a few days, and I've stopped arguing. Hey, don't look at me with that look. Identify your identity as soon as possible. I don't care what your identity was before, whether it was Mrs. Gaoming or the daughter of a wealthy family. Now that you have entered the building,

That is to say, he became a slave.

Starting from tomorrow, I will teach you how to serve the master and sell yourselves at a good price. Oh, there is a long list of big shots lining up outside to wish you a favor."

After hearing this, although they had some expectations of their fate, at this moment, the group of women were still shocked and their faces turned pale.

A woman in her thirties suddenly rushed toward the door like crazy:

"Let me go, I don't want to stay here...ah, don't touch me!"

The beautiful woman was grabbed by the ankles by the slaves and dragged back forcefully. The madam sneered and waved the thorn stick, which made the woman scream in agony. The thorn stick will not leave any scars.

"Bitch, you still think you are a noble lady."

The madam beat her for a while and then ordered her to strip her naked. The woman screamed and lost her last dignity.

"Come here, give this bitch some aphrodisiacs and leave her behind to see if she still wants to run away!" the old bustard ordered.

Underneath, all the women, including Miss Zhang, were terrified.

All thoughts are lost.

Miss Zhang didn't catch a word of what the madam said next.

She was driven to stand up almost numbly, received a bowl of porridge, was forced to drink it, and then was led back to the previous room.

During the process, she saw that the female relatives of prisoners were divided into two groups according to their age.

One is an adult, the other is a young one. When the female relatives of prisoners enter the Jiaofang Division, they have to go through a whole set of training and lose their dignity.

In addition to learning music, singing and dancing, and becoming a singer or dancer who can perform at banquets, the former also needs to practice basic skills such as "Zha Ma Bu" so that after some training, they can be used by big shots.

The latter has to receive training in sitting on a vat from an early age, leading to a tragic fate.

It was dark, there was no light in the room, only the moonlight from the window and the dim light coming from the crack in the door.

In the darkness, Miss Zhang huddled in the corner, hugging her knees, her hair was messy, and her round face was so haggard that she was almost out of shape.

No one spoke, there were only sobs in her ears, her eyes were empty, and it seemed that she could vaguely hear the cry of the beautiful woman.

In desperation, she took out a broken piece of porcelain from her shoe, which she had secretly hidden.

Holding the porcelain piece in her right hand, she used the dim moonlight to reveal her dirty but still white left wrist, and slowly handed it over with a firm look in her eyes.

However, just when the broken porcelain piece was about to cut his wrist, suddenly, a deep voice sounded:

"Are you just giving up like this?"

"ah!"

Miss Zhang was startled and the porcelain piece in her hand fell to the ground. She suddenly raised her head and her pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw, at some point, a figure appeared in the room, it seemed to be a man, wearing a cloak, watching her quietly.

When did this person come in?

Miss Zhang couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and her eyes were filled with fear. At this moment, she suddenly noticed that the other women in the room seemed to have suddenly fallen asleep.

There was silence.

"You...who are you?" Miss Zhang asked tremblingly, forcing herself to calm down.

The man was silent for a moment, then took two steps forward, letting the moonlight shine on his face.

Miss Zhang was stunned for a moment, with an unbelievable look on her face: "Qi Ping...is...you?"

"yes."

Miss Zhang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned her head away and covered her face with her hands, as if she didn't want to meet an acquaintance in such a embarrassed manner:

"You're not dead..."

Qi Ping sat down cross-legged and realized that the other party did not know the news from the outside world. He calmly told what happened and briefly described it. Miss Zhang was dumbfounded and forgot to hide her face.

King Jing rebelled, the prince went north, Qi Ping did not die for his country, but was hunted... She took a deep breath and calmed down:

"Then why do you want to come back?"

Qi Ping said: "Revenge."

Revenge... Miss Zhang chewed on this word.

Qi Ping stared at her: "Only by living can you take revenge. It doesn't make any sense for you to die like this."

Miss Zhang burst into tears: "But what else can I do? Can you take me away?"

Qi Ping stared at her, shook his head and said, "I can't protect myself."

Miss Zhang smiled miserably, the light in her eyes extinguished little by little.

Qi Ping paused and said, "However, if you can still be alive tomorrow night and try not to let others seek death, maybe there will be a turn for the better."

Miss Zhang looked at him suddenly: "What are you going to do?"

Qi Ping stood up without explaining, and backed away. Then, his figure seemed to be wiped away and disappeared without a trace.

"Master Qi!"

Miss Zhang wanted to get up and catch up with him.

The next second, she suddenly woke up and was shocked to find that she was still huddled in the corner, surrounded by low sobs, and the moonlight mixed with the dim light coming from the crack in the door.

Is it a dream?

Her heart sank, and soon she opened her left wrist and saw a shallow scratch clearly visible on her fair skin.

The broken pieces of porcelain disappeared.

…

…

In the night wind.

Qi Ping was like a shadow, walking out of the Jiaofangsi alley, ripples appeared in the space, and a simple round mirror was suspended. The first-generation dean sat cross-legged in the mirror and said curiously:

"What are you thinking about, little guy? What are you going to do tomorrow night?"

Orange cat: "Meow?"

Qi Ping raised his eyebrows and said, "Sir, can you really not see it?"

The first-generation dean sighed and said: "I just didn't expect you to be so bold. You are torturing the enemy's base camp. Are you not afraid of getting away?"

Qi Ping rubbed his cheeks, changed his appearance, showed his face and said with a smile:

"Actually, I think what Chen Jing said is right. Since he dared to bet in that situation, why wouldn't I dare?"

"What are you betting on?"
Chapter completed!