Malan looked at Qin Zhihuan unexpectedly, but suddenly heard the salt merchant boss say: "I have long heard that Mrs. Ma's adopted daughter is married, but I never knew who it was.

Before I came here this time, my family kept saying that even though they had never met each other, Shopkeeper Ma had taken care of my family many times.

Before I went out this time, I was specifically asked to pay him a visit, and now I met him here."

After a moment of silence, he continued: "I heard that the girl is married to a nobleman from Kyoto. Why are you here?"

Malan couldn't help but feel proud when she looked at Qin Zhi.

Her family's business is getting bigger and bigger, and she can be known to everyone without using Qin Zhihuan's name.

After the meal, the two went back to the house.

Malan wanted to ask for an explanation, so she just called out: "Mr.

Then Qin Zhihuan flicked his forehead and heart with his finger, "Grow some heart."

Malan fell silent.

This time Qin Zhi asked her: "Now do you know who I am?"

Malan raised his head and looked at the face in front of him that was completely opposite to his cousin's gentleness. He hesitated for a long time and then said with difficulty, "I know."

Qin Zhihuan frowned and lowered his head, his dark eyes falling heavily on her face, "Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly."

Malan's eyes trembled a bit, but she finally accepted the advice: "Mr.

Qin Zhihuan slowly stood up.

After washing up at night, the two of them lay on the bed, and Ma Lan mustered up the courage to say, "I don't think this is appropriate..."

Forget about everything else, if he uses his family's name to do things, if he offends someone he shouldn't offend...

Isn’t it true that the family was wronged?

Qin Zhi also turned over and held her in his arms, without giving her a chance to continue: "Don't move, my poison hasn't been cured yet, so be more careful."

Only then did Malan notice that his hand had inadvertently touched a place he shouldn't have touched.

His face turned red all of a sudden, it was hard to distinguish his words, and he was completely silent.

But her instinct was right.

The next day, the two left the merchant's house and continued on their way. When they arrived in Luoyang, it was evening.

After riding in the carriage for a whole day, Malan's ankle no longer hurt. He could barely get off the ground, but his brain was shaken to a drowsy state. He thought he would have a place to rest for the night, but before he got off the carriage, Qin Zhi returned.

A set of men's clothing came over: "Change into it."

Ma Lan thought at first that he was out of kindness, and finally figured out how to change his identity. Who knew that he actually took her to the Flower House in Kyoto.

Malan glanced at the group of girls in light clothes in front of the flower house, waving round fans and chatting with the passing gentlemen, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Mr.

"Don't you always want to meet me?"

Qin Zhi also remembered that she had always wanted to visit the Flower House.

Malan stood there motionless.

Qin Zhi also held her arm, helped her in, and whispered in her ear: "I have no eyes and no one to protect your safety here. You have to stay with me these days."

Luoyang is under Chen Wei's jurisdiction.

In order not to alert others, Qin Zhiyang has not contacted any informants. There will be no Nanqu group this time, nor will there be a second Qixia Temple.

You must be careful in your words and deeds and pay more attention along the way.

Malan was so shocked by his solemn tone that he froze up.

Qin Zhi also patted her shoulder again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, relax..."

Malan only knew that she was married to a man who loved visiting flower houses, but he had never entered a flower house or seen what it looked like inside. Today, thanks to his husband's "blessing", he could see it with his own eyes.

Under the neon lights, the girl is seductive.

The intermittent sound of the pipa, along with the little tune, covered up the sounds of Fengyue's charming laughter on the corridor. As soon as the tune fell, a soft sound of joy could be clearly heard: "Master, be gentler..."

Malan shuddered.

There was a girl beside her who stepped forward to hold her arm.

When his hands were about to reach out to pull her, Qin Zhi beside him handed over a piece of silver in time.

Not far away, the mother's eyes lit up and she hurried over to meet her. After receiving the money, she asked the two of them with a smile: "You two, do you want to open a shop today or stay here..."

Although the shopkeepers are also looking for girls, they have time constraints.

Staying here, you can have a one-night stand until dawn.

Ma Lan was confused and couldn't answer at all.

Qin Zhihuan beside him said something very familiar: "Let's set the dinner table."

Malan still didn't understand.

But the mother understood, and quickly sent a few girls to accompany the two of them up. When they got to the side room, not long after the two sat down, they saw several girls walking in carrying wine bottles and holding pipa in their arms.

As soon as the music started playing, a girl in light clothes next to him snuggled up to Qin Zhihuan, peeled off a grape for him, and brought it to Qin Zhihuan's mouth: "Master, have a taste..."

Malan just held a few cups of tea and looked at him with eyes.

Malan looked carefully and almost turned her head away.

Qin Zhihuan suddenly glanced back at her, his deep eyes were dark and heavy. Malan was caught in the mood of watching a show, and he rolled his eyes slightly and moved in the right direction.

Qin Zhihuan turned around again and skillfully raised his foot, forcing the girl to take two steps back. Then he took out ten taels of silver from his arms, placed it on the table, and said simply: "

Let me ask you about someone."

Although the female ticket holders in the Flower House are ruthless, the advantage is that people come and go. Many people have been seen, and many people come here to look for people.

Seeing that the young master in front of her was of extraordinary bearing, noble and handsome, the girl's face suddenly turned red and she said softly: "I wonder who the young master wants to inquire about."

"Exceptor Xue."

When the girl heard this, there was a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Qin Zhi also explained a little more, "The salt boat capsized last year, and he still owes me some money."

This time the girl didn't look strange at all.

Last year, Xue Yuanwai was in debt due to a salt boat capsize. In the past six months, even Shang Hua Lou started to take credit...

The girl stretched out her hand to collect the money on the table and said to Qin Zhi, "It's unlucky for the young master to come here today. In the past, Mr. Xue was a regular visitor to my Hanxiang Building. I don't know what happened, but he didn't come back yesterday."

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After speaking, he said kindly, "If you want to find someone, Master, I'm afraid you have to go to Xue Mansion."

"Um."

Before Qin Zhi asked any more questions, he put his arms on his knees as usual, rubbed his fingers against the black brocade, and tapped it lightly. After thinking for a while, he took a few cups of tea and took a sip before turning his head to look.

Malan.

With just one glance, his expression was fixed there.

The small mouth of the person next to him was opening, and he saw a grape in the hand of the girl opposite. She stuffed it into her mouth and put it in her mouth.

The corners of his mouth moved a few times, and he was eating very enthusiastically.

On the wooden table in front of me, there was already a pile of grape skins.

Qin Zhihuan's eyebrows suddenly jumped, he retracted his propped up leg, leaned over and stared at her slightly fluttering pink cheeks, and asked softly: "Is it delicious?"

Just now I saw Qin Zhi talking to the girl, and Malan had nothing to do.
Chapter completed!