Yu Weiyin's voice was a little hoarse, and she spoke with difficulty, feeling a cool feeling from the melting ice and snow in her chest.
"Do you know what noble ladies like you look like to us?"
The anger in Ningge's eyes slowly faded, but the sarcasm on his lips still did not fade away.
"Even when you say you're sorry, it makes us think it's pity from above. That sense of superiority that comes out of your bones is really abominable! But it's a level that people like us can't reach in our lifetimes."
She sighed sadly and gave a smile that was uglier than crying, so bitter that it made people's eyes sore.
"Miss Yu, I really envy you for being born in a wealthy family, but like us, you are a woman after all."
Yu Weiyin's heart throbbed even more violently.
"What's going on? Why do you and Yan Xiao say that? So what if I'm a woman? I can still help you and save you!"
"You are a woman, not a brothel girl like us. Your family will pay more attention to your reputation. If they know that you appear in Shichun Tower..."
Ning Ge did not continue what he said.
She knew in her heart that Yu Weiyin's power was limited and it was impossible to save everyone.
If something goes wrong with such a big task, who will be responsible?
If she's not careful, she will be dragged into the bottomless abyss, so why push her too far?
Ningge sighed and wiped her tears with a moon-white handkerchief, but even though her face was covered with tears, there was no trace of shame on her face.
"Miss Yu, don't pay attention to what I said. I was just unhappy and said a few more words in excitement. No matter what your reasons are, as long as you are willing to help Sister Yanxiao, you are my benefactor. As for me...
"
She paused for a long time and rolled her eyes feebly. Yan Xiao didn't want to take her with her, so where should she go?
"I don't know where to go. Maybe staying in Shichun Tower is my fate..."
"Nonsense!"
Yu Weiyin interrupted her harshly, with a hint of suppressed anger in her beautiful phoenix eyes, "You just said that staying is just a compromise that cannot be chosen. How can you choose to stay now?"
"What choice do people like us have?" Ningge asked blankly.
Destiny has already marked the price secretly.
After venting her anger, she felt so helpless that she couldn't even think about what the future would be like.
"Then this time, I will give you a choice, give all of you a choice."
Yu Weiyin's voice was neither high nor low, but firm and calm, as if he had made some important decision from the bottom of his heart, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes for a moment.
That kind of light is almost comparable to sunlight, shining and burning, making people want to follow this beam of light involuntarily.
Seeing the familiar sarcasm on Ningge's lips, Yu Weiyin said hurriedly: "I'm not pitying you from above, I just want to do my best and try again. If I can help, I will be very happy."
Just like she could be sixteen again, that kind of happiness and joy kept her awake at night.
If they have the chance to leave the brothel, it will be like a rebirth.
"Ningge, it's not my original sin to be born into a wealthy family. Just like you, I can't choose my origin, can I?"
After being looked at by Yan Xiao and Ning Ge with such dazzling eyes, Yu Weiyin couldn't help but feel a trace of uncontrollable pain.
She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly under the sunlight, like a fragile butterfly fluttering its wings as thin as cicada wings.
"Ningge, come with me, let's work hard together!"
Yu Weiyin tried her best not to let the pain of despair break her soul.
She raised the corners of her lips and revealed a smile as bright as a spring flower, "Tomorrow night, tomorrow night will be your last night in Shichun Tower."
When Ning Ge showed surprise, her smile became gentler.
"Think carefully about what you want to do most, where you want to go most, and whether there is anyone you want to see. Ning Ge, don't think about Yan Xiao or anyone else, just think about yourself.
"
"You...you don't have to be like this..."
Ningge's cheeks were hot, and she felt ashamed because of the sudden shock.
"Half of what I just said was made out of anger."
"But it is also true," Yu Weiyin said, "You are right. I was born in a wealthy family and enjoyed a life of fine clothing and food. I really don't know the sufferings of the world. If you hadn't awakened me, how would I have known it?
arrive?"
In the twenty-one years of her life, she had never thought about this.
She regarded her superiority and arrogance as innate, and took the loyalty and love of people around her as a matter of course. However, she did not know that if she had been born in a poor family, she would not be the Yu Weiyin she is today.
The sun was setting in the west, and its hazy yellow light illuminated the entire elegant room.
The two women gathered around the desk and talked for a long time until the night fell and everything was silent.
On May 15th, when a ray of dawn tore apart the dark sky, the woman in Shichun Tower had already woken up.
The red silk cloth was wrapped around the pear wood beams, and with a pair of skillful hands, various exquisite petal shapes were woven to decorate the already magnificent lobby.
Yu Weiyin was wearing a plain skirt and veil, standing at the railing on the second floor, looking at the long square platform that had been decorated with flowers.
The long platform is wide and can accommodate more than ten people.
A three-foot-high horizontal railing was set up at the edge to prevent guests from boarding the stage on a whim and disturbing the performing girls.
Her heart was flickering in and out, like a candle burning in the corner of a building, swaying endlessly when blown by the wind.
Not far away from her, Ningge was talking excitedly to the girls in a low voice. Her voice was soft, but it didn't attract anyone's attention. Everyone just thought she was giving orders.
The madam changed into a very gorgeous red dress, twisted her plump waist, and came to Yu Weiyin, smiling charmingly.
"Xiao'er, today is the oiran election. You are my favorite daughter, mom. You must not make any mistakes tonight!"
Yu Weiyin suppressed the displeasure in his heart and did not want to cause more trouble at this time. He lowered his eyes and answered meekly:
"Xiao'er, please remember."
Her respectful attitude put the Madam in a good mood, her smile widened a bit, and she looked at Yu Weiyin, who was wearing a plain skirt, and suddenly frowned slightly, "Tsk, everything is fine, but this skirt doesn't quite fit..."
Turning her head, the Madam saw Ning Ge still mumbling to someone, her brows furrowed and she was about to speak.
"Mother!"
Yu Weiyin interrupted her, her tone was smoother than before, and she even held the Madam's arm affectionately, "I heard that when my mother was young, she was also a very beautiful and famous lady. Why don't you come to my room and help me choose a suitable suit?"
Let’s put on a shirt and skirt. Xiao’er still has something to ask her mother for advice.”
"Xiao, Xiao'er, do you really think so?"
In the past, Yan Xiao was very cold and arrogant, and would not look good when he saw her. But now he is so kind and cheerful, which is really helpful.
"Of course it's true. During these days in Shichun Tower, my mother has taken care of me."
After holding the madam and leaving, Yu Weiyin tilted his head and smiled at each other. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner according to the plan.