atypical prostitute

Chapter 170
The seventh day of the first lunar month is Human Day, even though it was only her and Xiaoqi, Duan Qing'er got up early, put on the multicolored silk rensheng, and prepared to cook a soup of seven treasures, to take good omens away from bad luck.

Liu Erlang hired three rough maids and a hard-working nanny to take care of her daily life, and they all returned home for the New Year.It's not that they are tired, it's that Qing'er has left her hometown, knowing the joy of family reunion on New Year's Eve, she is thinking that Liu Erlang will go back to Liu's mansion for the New Year. During the Spring Festival, there are only her and Xiaoqi in this small courtyard, and there are Daoge wind chimes on the left and right My sister took care of it, but I didn't expect it to be a big deal, so I let the servants take a long vacation from Laba, and promised them to come back on the tenth day of the first lunar month.

Maybe it's because the past six months have been so smooth, but just washing the fruits and vegetables, actually made her clothes drenched in sweat, looking at the fresh and tender vegetables, Duan Qing'er felt mixed feelings.

I don't know how my mother is doing now, did my stepfather beat her again?

At that time, she insisted on leaving home with her stubbornness, and now she knows how much risk her mother has taken for herself.But you can’t blame your stepfather. He spent most of his life’s savings to buy his mother and himself. Although he was harsh on weekdays, he was willing to let his mother teach him how to read and write. Boss Shi is a bully!
Sometimes I wondered, if I married Mrs. Shi according to my order, would my mother be able to live a good life for a few days?
I don't know how my stepfather will abuse my mother after knowing that my mother has let him go!

Can my mother's frail body bear the wrath of that villain!
I only hope that one day I will return to my hometown in fine clothes, and bring my mother to the capital to enjoy the blessings, so that my mother will not be bullied...

...It would be great if Xiaoqi was Erlang's flesh and blood.

Thinking of this, Duan Qing'er suddenly slapped herself in the face, don't be dissatisfied, you are nothing but a life!It is a blessing from your previous life to be taken in by Mr. Liu Family!

Feeling emotional, Duan Qing'er stood up and prepared to light a fire to cook the Seven Treasure Soup.

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Just when the stove was in full swing, there was a rush of knocking on the door outside, and the rhythm was even slightly restless.Duan Qing'er was not surprised at all, most of the residents in this alley were brothers from Daomeng, and there were often people knocking on the wrong door in a hurry, and the voices were so noisy and chaotic.

——The members of Daomeng are daring men. Although most of them are tall and thick, with rumbling muscles, they are gentle in temperament and do not offend women and children.

So slowed down the fire in the stove, loosened the cloth strips that bound the big sleeves, and slightly combed her hair in front of the water tank. After making sure that she was dressed neatly, Duan Qing'er shouted "Come here, come here" Quickly walked out of the courtyard and opened the latch door, and said at the same time: "Brother Dao lives opposite, I belong to his family—"

Duan Qing'er found that the visitor did not have the tokens that would be worn by brothers of the sword alliance. The dozen or so people were all dressed in rich and noble clothes, wearing brocade clothes, wearing a machete at their waists, and the leader had a white face and a slight beard. Wearing a valuable jade ring finger on his face, although he is full of smiles, he exudes the unique killing spirit of the army.

Duan Qing'er grew up in Border Gate, and worked in Pingkang, her knowledge is different from that of ordinary women, she can tell at a glance that the swords these people wear are from the military, she can't help being startled.

The law is strict, and it is a capital crime for ordinary soldiers to use military standard weapons outside the barracks.It would be fine if it was a border gate, but this is the capital city, under the feet of the emperor, only the rich and powerful families with outstanding military exploits, because most of the servants in the family have military ranks, can wear cold knives to swagger through the market.

What is the origin of these people?
Duan Qing'er thought timidly, but when she saw a small crack in the opposite wooden door, her fear immediately flew to the sky.

Daomeng has its own way to gain a firm foothold in the muddy situation in the capital.

Knowing that Brother Dao and Feng Ling'er were supporting her, Duan Qing'er straightened her waist, stepped forward and said politely: "Young lady is very polite. But I don't know why some military masters knocked on the door early in the morning, why?"

"Can't I knock on your door if I have nothing to do? It's just a slut who can do his best, but he dares to pretend to be noble!"

A soldier was swearing, but when he heard a cough, the soldier who was still high-spirited just now stepped aside, and they got out of the way, revealing the carriage behind them.

The black carriage was not decorated with badges to prove their identity, but just looking at the clothes of the nuns, one knew that the people in the carriage must be extremely dignified.

The one coughing was an old woman beside the serving car, she waved to Duan Qing'er, beckoning her to come forward.

Although she didn't know who they were, looking at their arrogant posture, Qing'er knew that she must be someone who could not be provoked. She immediately flicked her sleeves and patted off the charcoal and vegetation on her clothes, and then approached her, three feet away from the carriage. At the step, stop.

However, she was so knowledgeable that the frost on Mammy's face did not seem to diminish.She walked to the front of the car, whispered to the lady in the car, and listened carefully, and when she looked up again, her eyes were full of disdain.

"You are Duan Qing'er!"

The old nanny spoke viciously, her tone was as outrageous as that of a prisoner being interrogated.

"Yes."

Duan Qing'er replied respectfully, she knew very well in her heart that this group of people knew her identity a long time ago, and now they deliberately put on a scene to intimidate themselves, which is exactly the same as the old lady of the Gou family, but with a better style.

She also vaguely guessed who was in the carriage.

But you have to bear it, who made her an unknown outsider?

The difference is that when she was humiliated by Mrs. Gou's family back then, she was so angry and ashamed, but today she was approached by Mrs. Liu's young lady, but she felt an unconcealable sweetness in addition to embarrassment.

"I still have some knowledge."

The old nanny spoke briskly, took a step forward, pinched Duan Qing'er's chin, and said to herself: "Sure enough, she was born with a coquettish look, and she can confuse men with a bastard. In seventeen or eight days, you can still train a vixen!"

Her hands were already strong, but at this moment she had malicious intentions, pinching Duan Qing'er's cheeks with dry fingers, but she didn't dare to groan, and said with a wry smile: "What a big show! The little woman lives alone with her child." Here, why does Mammy slander me?!"

"Slander? Let me ask you, did you buy the house?"

Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and the nanny took the opportunity to say: "I can't tell? I live in a house given to me by a man, and I still think that I am innocent! Does the man who bought the house for you have a marriage certificate with you?"

"No."

"Can you accept the documents?"

"No."

"No name, no title, nothing, to occupy other people's belongings with peace of mind, is a shameless bastard! Come on—"

The nanny yelled, and the guards raised their sleeves one after another, and they were about to smash her up. Although Duan Qing'er was weak-tempered, she refused to let anyone bully her. She was about to fight for reason, but she heard "Wait a minute! "It was like a thunderbolt exploding.

It's the wind chimes.

Facing more than a dozen ferocious men in brocade clothes, Feng Ling'er showed no fear, strode up to the nanny, put her hand on her withered and strong arm, and said, "Let go of my sister!"

"I said who is it? It turns out that the good sister of the bitch is here."

Mammy spoke with a dirty mouth, Feng Ling'er is no better than Duan Qing'er, she is not only quick in her mouth, but also not easy in her hands when she hangs out in Chongrenfang, a seemingly easy grab has already left a scar on the old woman's arm. Circle bruises.

"The slut has some skills!"

The old mama ate a catty, but she refused to let go, her fingers dug into Duan Qing'er's skin, and she was about to bleed.

"Sister Fengling...help me..."

Duan Qing'er couldn't bear the pain, she moaned, Feng Ling'er also knew that the wicked woman would not shed tears when she saw the coffin, so she immediately slapped her face, the eyes of the wicked woman were blackened, and her eyes were covered with stars, so she let go.

Having won her freedom, Duan Qing'er didn't dare to hold her back, she hurriedly stood behind Feng Ling'er, she knew that if Feng Ling'er hadn't been righteous, the courtyard would have been razed to the ground by these dozen soldiers.

But they met Feng Ling'er, or rather, they met Daomeng.

Seeing my sister-in-law confronting a group of guards who didn't know where they came from, even though I could see that these people had extraordinary backgrounds, members of the Sword League who lived nearby also came over. Thirty strong men, holding iron rods for burning fire, surrounded the guards in brocade clothes. The murderous posture clearly meant that if Feng Ling'er lost half of her hair, she would definitely swarm up.

The leader also got his share, motioned the guards to keep calm, stepped forward, bowed and said, "This is the Liu family's family affairs, don't sister-in-law feel that she is taking too much control?"

He is an official, but at the moment he speaks with a quack air, obviously he knows Feng Ling'er's identity, he shows both kindness and power, and dare not neglect.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling'er said neither humble nor overbearing: "Why is it none of my business? I rented this house to her, and every broken brick is my loss!"

Before the words were finished, a red gold ingot was thrown from the car window and onto the muddy floor, and an arrogant female voice rang out inside the car: "This whole red gold is more than enough to buy your yard. If you are sensible, quickly take the gold and give it back to me." Down!"

Pure gold is right in front of you, you can get it by bowing your head, but Feng Ling'er didn't even look at it, and said proudly: "Of course gold is a good thing, but it's a pity that the real good things in the world are not exchanged for a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Don't you want to change a thousand pieces of gold? Unexpectedly, there is also a chivalrous heart in this back alley."

Inside the carriage, the noble lady groaned, and finally let out a cold snort, saying: "It's a pity for this loyalty."

It actually meant to do it.

However, Feng Ling'er, a businessman who dared to challenge the noble lady of the official family, had nothing to rely on. Before the guards in brocade clothes took the knife out of its sheath, a thick male voice sounded.

"Who are you, dare to act wild here!"

Dao brother has arrived.

He came walking like a tiger, and the guards felt timid under the coercion, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but loosen a little.

The lady in the car was used to arrogance and ignored it, and only waited for Dao Fengli to walk to the front of the car before ordering the woman to show the badge of Duke Wei's mansion.

Just as they expected, the moment they saw the badge of the Duke of Wei, Dao Li's original arrogance turned into a smile, bowed and saluted, and said: "I'm not sensible, I have offended you, please forgive me, madam."

"You know you've offended me, so hurry up and back down!"

The one who spoke was the nanny who had just been slapped by Feng Ling'er, she was very proud of her pretense at the moment.

But she forgot, even if Feng Ling'er was not afraid of her, how could the Master of the Sword League be really afraid of this old woman!He bowed down to the ground, picked up the red gold, weighed it a few times, and threw it to Feng Linger beside him, saying: "Madam's reward, you must take it well!"

"I know."

Feng Ling'er smiled, and took the red gold, her posture was the same as that of an ordinary woman, only Duan Qing'er was close, and saw five fingerprints on the smooth surface of the gold bar when it fell into Feng Ling'er's hands!
It's a sunken fingerprint, not a stamped fingerprint!

The sharp knife is already burning with anger.

He looked around and said, "Bullying the weak, very good! Very good!"

After saying that, he slapped the shaft of the cart with his palm, and the straight wood with the thickness of the bowl broke, and the Dawanliang horse pulling the cart became restless because of this.

Dao Sharp smiled, and pressed the unnatural purple-gold palm on the back of Da Wan's horse. The seemingly gentle caress made the arrogant Da Wan's horse tremble.

He glanced at the lowered car curtain, and said: "Madam is a noble person, if you don't back down, I'm afraid you will be forced to get out of the car!"

"you dare!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Snorting coldly, tiger eyes looked around, and everyone bowed their heads as far as they could see.

　I don’t have Hei Qing’er this time, let alone Brother Heidao and Sister Fengling, huh huh
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