64 Madam Lus Shady Deals (1/2)

”Wang Bo should have arrived at the magistrate's court by now.” A servant said to madam Lu.

”Un.” She nodded in response.

It was indeed that, perhaps he had arrived at the magistrate's court and already asked for a briefing of what he had read on the slips she had given him. There should be no troubles that should arise, considering the information she had given him was indeed true.

She knew truly that their relationship was only that of mutual benefit and none other. There was not true trust that she would allow him to hold her life in his hands or that he would allow her to hold his.

And it was this type of relationship that fell apart as easily as trying to keep hold of all the grains of sand that one held in the palm of their hand, trying to prevent the wind from taking it apart, grain by grain.

”Madam Lu.” An older servant said as she brought in a thick heavy cloak suitable for the harsh winters of the north.

”Thank you.” Madam Lu expressed her heartfelt thanks to the servant, allowing the older female servant to drape the dark, fur trim cloak on to her normal clothes. Her glamorous and flamboyant hairpins were also removed from her hair, making the madam Lu that all the brothel guest knew and respected a person of the past.

When one set their eyes upon this person, who has dressed appropriately, and with a respectable demeanor, she would easily be mistaken as a common lady of the middle class, who ran a common business.

The only things that had not been removed, was her makeup which would be considered passable, considering since when had there ever been a woman who did not wear makeup when going out in public?

The other was that pungent perfume which she always wore, that scent that lingered around like dead and rotting fish. It was impossible to hide from the scent. Coming into close proximity, one would be able to catch a whiff of it.

”Wouldn't getting a carriage be better?” The older servant asked, with a fear that it might be too cold out there for madam Lu.

”No need, servent Zhao, I am not that weak.” Madam Lu answered as she thought of that weak official freezing while waiting for his carriage. There was a sense of pleasure she felt as she watched his body shudder, while she was surrounded in warmth.

Servant Zhao bowed and did not say anything further.

Madam Lu quietly walked out through the back door of the Hundred flower Hall. It was as though she was invisible, with all the esteemed guest indulging themselves in pleasures of the flesh, and the scent of newly plucked flowers, they would not have noticed it even if they had their throats slit in the middle of their fruitful dreams of pleasure.

She walked towards the market place, which was bustling in the morning when the sun loomed above the sky, yet now that it was dark, not a soul lingered, yet the skeletons of the wooden frames that were the stalls still lingered around like shadows.

Her steps echoed quietly in this vast place that was empty. As she made her way down an alleyway which rang sounds of dice tossed and turned in a bamboo tube, and the sounds of silver being placed down to make a bet.

There were sounds of groans of pleasure and pain coming from the alleyway as madam Lu walked past. Her face was filled with distaste, internally thinking that if these places did not exist, then her Hundred Flower brothel would be the only place where such acts could be done.

The business would have more customers than she could imagine, considering it was the only place that men could have their pleasures satisfied.

At that thought, her distaste for the women in this alleyway grew, even more, their unclean bodies had been played by countless hundreds if not thousands of men.

There were countless diseases and infections that could be spread by having such intimate contact.

Why were they still even in business?

She came to a place that had already boarded up for the night. She gave three knocks that resonated within the old wood of which it had been made years ago.

There was a sound from behind those wooden panels, as they were carefully removed to reveal a young man in his teens. As madam Lu stepped in, the panels were once again replaced. On the outside, it seemed as though the panels had never been touched.