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Chapter 81 Du Ruoling ran off to a brothel

Soon, Du Ruoling reached the base of an outer wall. She looked up at the not-too-high wall, took a deep breath, and then began to climb it, using both her hands and feet.

Fortunately, she grew up in the countryside and did a lot of things like climbing trees and scaling walls, so while these things were a bit unfamiliar to her, they weren't too difficult.

In no time, she successfully climbed over the wall and stood steadily on the ground outside.

She clapped her hands, brushed the dust off them, and a confident expression appeared on her face, as if she could already see her bright future beckoning her.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight, as clear as water, spilled across the streets and alleys.

Every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations to celebrate the reunion, and laughter and cheerful voices could be heard from every courtyard.

There were also a few small stalls scattered along the street, with vendors calling out as they sold various Mid-Autumn Festival snacks and trinkets. Du Ruoling walked along the street, her eyes constantly taking in everything around her.

Looking at the stalls, she secretly assessed the situation: these small businesses earn hard-earned money, and it's probably not easy for them to get rich.

As she walked, she pondered her options. If all else failed, she could open a restaurant or a dessert shop.

However, there was no readily available cream in ancient times.

She doesn't know how to bake bread or cakes. If only she had studied cooking or something similar back in modern times, she wouldn't be completely clueless now.

Just as she was feeling very annoyed, a bustling place in the distance suddenly caught her attention.

She looked up and saw a magnificent pavilion, bustling with activity and brightly lit, with the three large characters "Hua Jin Lou" written on the plaque.

Du Ruoling blinked, and a sudden inspiration flashed in her mind.

She clapped her hands excitedly. "That's right! I can get into the entertainment industry, become an agent in this ancient world, and create stars!"

This idea thrilled her, as if she had found the key to success.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the Hua Jin Lou, ready to explore and see what potential this ancient entertainment venue held that awaited her discovery.

Upon entering Huajinlou, one is immediately greeted by a cacophony of noise, laughter, and the sounds of string and wind instruments.

The building was decorated in a magnificent and splendid style, with carved beams and painted rafters, and red lanterns hung everywhere, making it look particularly festive.

The guests were either drinking and making merry or joking with the women next to them, creating a scene of decadent indulgence.

Du Ruoling stood at the door, peering out curiously, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

In her modern days, she had visited many entertainment venues and was no stranger to this kind of lively atmosphere.

But this ancient Huajinlou has a unique charm that makes her even more eager to explore it.

A plump, beautifully made-up madam swayed her hips as she approached.

She was dressed in a brightly colored silk dress, and although her face was covered with thick makeup, the marks of time were still hard to hide.

Those eyes, however, revealed a shrewd and worldly-wise nature, darting around and instantly scrutinizing Du Ruoling from head to toe.

"Oh, this young lady looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time visiting our Hua Jin Lou?" the madam said in a high-pitched voice.

Du Ruoling nodded slightly and said softly, "Yes, I heard that Huajinlou is very lively, so I wanted to come and take a look."

Upon hearing this, the madam's smile widened, and she reached out to pull Du Ruoling's arm: "Miss, you've come to the right place! We can not only serve men, but also bring pleasure to women."

As he spoke, he began to lead Du Ruoling into the building.

She slowly walked up the stairs to the second floor, observing her surroundings and pondering how she could start from here and build her own entertainment empire...

The carriages of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion rumbled and came to a stop in front of the mansion.

Everyone is exhausted after today's performance.

With the help of her nanny, Lin Xingyao slowly stepped out of the carriage. Her steps were slightly unsteady; she was already pregnant, and this ordeal had exhausted her.

The moment she looked up, her gaze met Chu Ruohan's deep, unfathomable eyes.

Lin Xingyao's heart skipped a beat, and a wave of inexplicable guilt washed over her. She instinctively lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze.

She had wronged her!

If she hadn't reminded Gu Junze in time, Chu Ruohan might have really met with misfortune. Thinking of this, Lin Xingyao's guilt lessened considerably.

She took a deep breath and looked up, but Chu Ruohan had already pushed Gu Junze away, leaving her only with her back to her...

Lin Xingyao stood there, gazing in the direction that had gone, lost in thought. It wasn't until the nanny gently reminded her that she came back to her senses and slowly walked back to her own courtyard.

After returning, Gu Cheng'an went straight to Suijinxuan, but hesitated when he reached the gate. He didn't know how to coax her.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, a strong, pungent smell of alcohol hit me.

He frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. Looking up, he saw the guard lying sprawled on the ground, his clothes disheveled, his face flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit. He was fast asleep, completely unaware of his surroundings.

Gu Cheng'an was furious. He took a few steps forward, kicked the servant, and roared, "You dog of a servant, how did you get so drunk!"

The servant was jolted awake by the sudden kick. He opened his eyes groggily and saw Gu Cheng'an's angry face. He was sobered up instantly and his drunkenness subsided.

He scrambled to his knees, his voice trembling, and said, "Young...Young Master, I know I was wrong, I deserve to die!"

He took a deep breath and turned to walk into the house.

The room was empty, the bedding was neatly folded and showed no signs of being moved. The little things that Du Ruoling used to love were also quietly placed in their original places, but there was no sign of the owner.

His heart suddenly raced, and a bad feeling welled up inside him.

Gu Cheng'an turned around and strode into the courtyard, veins bulging on his forehead, and shouted, "Where's Ling'er?"

The servant trembled with fear and stammered, "I...I don't know, I drank some wine this afternoon, and...I fell asleep, and when I woke up..."

Gu Cheng'an's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with anger and anxiety.

He grabbed the servant by the collar, lifted him up, and said through gritted teeth, "You damned thing, if anything happens to Ling'er, I'll take your dog's life!"

After saying that, he threw the servant to the ground and said, "Hurry up and go find him."

The servants scrambled to their feet and stumbled out of the courtyard to gather the other servants to search for Du Ruoling.

Gu Cheng'an stood in the courtyard, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles white, filled with regret and self-blame.

He actually let this group of drunkards watch over Ling'er...