If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 443 Beauty’s fate
Xiaoyu was already feeling uneasy, and when he heard Cuirong's howling, his brain suddenly exploded and he almost lost his soul.

The main reason was that Zhao Zhen used the Seven Arrows Book to curse her for five days and worshipped her five times. The short time of three or four days was far from enough for her to recover.

His soul was already weak, and he suddenly encountered a great change.

An extremely ominous inspiration was triggered, and she was a little dazed.

"Don't cry, what happened to Sister Shaoyao? Where is she now? Tell me clearly!"

Her voice came into his ears, as if it came from someone else's mouth.

"The girl may have already..." Cui Rong choked up and said halfway. After regaining some consciousness, she pointed at Fat Moler's door and said, "Miss Yu, go ask Fat Moler. He was seriously injured and unconscious. Aunt Liu ordered someone to carry him back."

"Where is Aunt Liu? When did she come?"

In fact, Xiaoyu had already started using her spiritual eyes to observe the "illness" of the people in the house.

Fat Moler was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing qigong to heal his injuries.

At this moment, he noticed the movement outside and was trying to gather his breath, preparing to end his healing.

Therefore, Xiaoyu didn't rush to push the door and enter.

Cuirong wiped her tears and said, "When it was getting dark, Aunt Liu had a gloomy face and put one hand on Fatty Moler's back, as if she was helping him to heal his internal injuries.

After settling Fat Moler down, Aunt Liu asked you where you were.

I said you came back at noon and might come back for dinner in the evening.

She sat in the room and waited for an hour.

When it was almost the hour of Xu, and you still hadn't come back, she guessed you wouldn't come, so she left again."

"What did Aunt Liu say? Where is Sister Shaoyao?" After asking a few questions, Xiaoyu gradually regained his composure.

"I asked, but Aunt Liu just shook her head and sighed, and said something like 'beauty is short-lived'.

I didn't understand, so I kept asking her, and she continued.

It seemed like he was talking to me, but also like he was talking to himself.

This is the fate of our "brothel queen". When it is glorious, it is infinitely glorious. When it is withered, it is sudden. It is not even as good as the mud on the ground.
I was terribly scared after hearing this, my mind was in a daze and I cried on the side.

She scolded me a few times and said something else, but I didn't hear it clearly." Cuirong cried.

The cook in the yard was wiping her tears, and the four maids who cleaned the yard were also sobbing.

They obviously understood the ending of "the most elegant prostitute in eastern Shu".

Xiaoyu had a wooden face and stopped asking questions.

"Squeak~~~"

A black-skinned Kunlun slave with a face as white as a "white man" opened the door and walked out.

"Wuwuwu, Miss Yu, I'm useless. Miss Shaoyao is in trouble. Wuwuwu, I'm a loser. I couldn't stop the bad guy and let him take Miss Shaoyao away. Wuwuwu~~~"

Kunlun slave cried very sadly, his pale face was full of pain, self-blame and despair.

Xiao Yu said in a low voice: "Stop crying, tell me clearly, who took Sister Shaoyao away, where is Sister Shaoyao now?"

"I don't know. Yesterday morning, the young lady and I went to the Huo family. After Miss Huo Shuixian's coming-of-age ceremony, it was already evening, and the young lady took us to Yonghe Palace.

It was only after dark that the girl let me drive back to Tianbaoju.

As a result, when I walked out of Jixiang Street and passed through Lushui Lane, suddenly a dark shadow fell from the sky. I am a waste, I am so useless.

I didn't even see who he was before I was knocked flying, my body hit the wall and I passed out.

Before I passed out, I only vaguely heard Hongxiang's screams and the girl's panicked cries. "

Kunlun Slave suffered internal injuries and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He coughed subconsciously, causing tears and blood to mix together.

Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "You fainted last night. Didn't anyone find you? Why did you come back now?"

Kunlun slave covered his chest with his hands, his body hunched over.

The severe pain in his internal organs made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

But he still gritted his teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead, and said, “When I woke up, I was in a remote warehouse in Yonghe Palace.

I immediately shouted loudly. After a long while, a servant came out and told me to lie down first while he went to notify Cao Wei.

I got up and walked out of the yard, but was stopped by the guard at the entrance of the corridor, who said that I could not go out without Cao Wei's order.

Later, Cao Wei really came. He didn't come alone, he came with Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu pulled me away, and I wanted to find my girl. She said we should talk about it when we get back.

Miss Yu, let's go find Aunt Liu, she must know where my daughter is."

"You continue to practice Qigong to heal your wounds." After a pause, Xiao Yu changed the topic and said, "Cui Rong, go out and find a carriage to take Fatty Moler to Bao'an Hall."

"No, I won't go to Bao'an Hall." Fat Moler shook his head repeatedly, looked at Xiao Yu pleadingly, and said, "Miss Yu, please, take me with you, take me to find Miss Shaoyao."

Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then came behind him, grabbed his jacket on the back, and said, "Don't talk anymore. Just concentrate on breathing and suppress the injuries to your internal organs."

The "bad guy" who attacked him yesterday probably didn't hold back.

He had intended to kill Fat Moler in one move, but his true energy penetrated Fat Moler's heart and lungs, almost breaking his heart meridian.

Fat Moler's kung fu was not weak, and Kunlun Slave was also very strong, so he barely survived.

He was barely alive. His pulse was still intact, but his heart was broken and there was a large amount of blood in his chest.

He was able to stand up and speak, all thanks to his willpower.

After Fat Moler used his internal energy to protect his internal organs again, Xiao Yu took him into the Ghost Road and quickly floated towards Hongxiufang.

In the past, at around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Aunt Liu, the old brothel owner, would entertain guests in the front yard.

When Xiaoyu arrived at Hongxiufang, he saw that the light in Xiaojingxuan was on and Aunt Liu was sitting on a chair in a trance.

He must be waiting for her.

"You're back, Fatty." Aunt Liu opened her mouth and sighed heavily, "Why did you bring him here? He has internal injuries. If he gets emotional, the wound will rupture and he may die."

"He won't die if I'm here. Just say whatever you want to say."

Xiaoyu put Fat Moler on the chair.

She stood beside him, her right hand still placed on his back, her eyes staring sharply at Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at her. "Peony was a beautiful woman with a tragic fate. She must have passed away now."

Fat Moler immediately became excited. But he wanted to jump up in excitement, but he couldn't move his body; he wanted to cry out in excitement, but he couldn't open his mouth.

It was as if his body no longer belonged to him. His soul was very excited, but his body and blood were unusually calm.

"Beauty is short-lived?" Xiao Yu sneered, "Do you think this answer will satisfy me?"

Aunt Liu sighed, “I am not satisfied either, but Shaoyao is dead, that’s a fact.

I have experienced similar things countless times. This is the fate of brothel girls.

Even though Shaoyao is the most beautiful courtesan in Yingxiang Mansion, and even famous in Luodu, and can be listed as one of the "Top Ten Famous Courtesans in Western Shu" together with Li Manman, she is still a——"

Xiao Yu waved her hand vigorously, interrupting her and said, "Don't talk nonsense here, just tell me who harmed Sister Shaoyao and where she is now."

Aunt Liu whispered, "I think we should just stop caring about this matter."

"What did you say?" Xiao Yu almost showed off the Fierce Tiger God and yelled at her.

Aunt Liu shrank her neck and said helplessly: "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling you, this is the normal ending for a whore in Hongxiufang.

At this point, it’s the end.

There is no next story, the story ends here. "

Xiao Yu was stunned and said in disbelief: "Those companions who grew up with you in the past died inexplicably, and you didn't even ask about their whereabouts, or even think about letting them rest in peace?"

Aunt Liu looked at Xiaoyu, who looked like an angry little lion.

In a trance, she seemed to see herself twenty years ago.

"Why didn't you ask?" She lowered her head, her voice very soft and stiff, like the wings of an autumn cicada.

"I have also been a 'girl' and I have also served a brothel owner.

Remember 'Light Bell'?

Her father is a human immortal, and was the Annan General who was famous in Western Shu thirty years ago.

If you ask older people, they will definitely remember it.

Qingling's background and talent are not inferior to Dou Gengyan.

She also has innate supernatural powers. At the age of thirteen, she had already comprehended two powerful killing sword intents and entered the Zhenyuan realm, with extremely strong true energy.

The martial arts masters of Yingxiang Mansion all believed that she would definitely become a human immortal.

Qingling is in the teaching office and is still as proud as the sun, but she is easy-going and gentle.

Maybe I'm not her best friend, but I always treat her as my best friend.

I was fifteen years old that year, and she was also fifteen years old. Just like Shaoyao today, she suddenly disappeared.

I went to find Aunt He, who was the wife of Mrs. He from Wuthering Heights.

Oh, you haven't seen Mrs. He. She had a stroke three years ago and was paralyzed in her room and starved to death.

Half a month after the death, the house was found to be crawling with maggots.”

"I don't know if my ending will be better than Mrs. He's."

Aunt Liu laughed at herself, raised her head and looked at Xiaoyu with a complicated expression, "You are much better than me.

At that time, I was yelling at Mrs. He just like you are now.

Without any explanation, she tied me up, hung me on the beam and whipped me fifty times.

I was on the hanging for two days, and then I stayed in bed for another half a month.

I never dare to look for Mrs. He again.

But I still didn't give up. I secretly inquired about the girls in the brothel, but how could I hide it from the eyes and ears of the madam?

The old woman whipped me fifty more times with the lash. I had to lie in bed for a month due to old injuries and new ones.

I became completely honest, but I hated Mrs. He to death.

It was not until two years later that Mrs. He suddenly told me that "Chang Hou" Li Binghuan had been assassinated and died.

I was confused at the time.

Chang Hou Li Binghuan is a nobleman from Luodu. He seldom comes to Tianmen Town, and I don’t know him at all.

Mrs. He added that Li Binghuan was narrow-minded, greedy as a wolf, and cunning as a fox. If he knew that I was looking for Qingling, my body would have rotted by now.

Then I suddenly realized that it was Chang Hou who harmed Qingling.

I asked Mrs. He how Qingling died. She told me, and I woke up from nightmares for more than half a month.

Mrs. He also told me that this is the fate of a bitch.

God is punishing us by sending us to work as prostitutes in the church.

If you see someone die one day, don't be sad and don't take it too seriously. She is just liberated.

No matter how bad your next life is, it won’t be worse than your last life.”

Xiao Yu asked, "Is it Li Rongji?"

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved her hand and said, "Of course not, don't guess blindly!"

Then she complained, "I've told you so much, and recalled so many painful past events, but you don't feel anything at all?"

Xiao Yu said: "I feel very touched, so I won't embarrass you.

All you have to do is answer my questions honestly. As long as you are not directly involved, I won’t blame you.”

Aunt Liu's eyes flashed, and she whispered tentatively: "What if I participated directly?"

"clang~~~" Xiaoyu sat there motionless, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed from his body.

The sound is very loud.

There seemed to be a flash of sword before Aunt Liu's eyes, and a few strands of black hair fell from her forehead.

She blinked and looked blankly at the Qiao Shi sword at Xiao Yu's waist.

The Qiao Shi sword was never unsheathed.

She touched her forehead again and found that a tuft of hair was missing from her forehead.

"I'm just kidding, don't get excited. How could I harm Shaoyao!" Aunt Liu said hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)