Wen Jin hadn't spoken yet, Ban Xia was at the side and said quietly: "Have you forgotten that we were almost sold into a brothel?"
When Fengchun heard this, his face froze.
"If master hadn't picked us and trained us to be the prince's secret guards, what would be the difference between you and me now?"
Banxia's face was extremely cold, "Maybe it's not as good as her. What kind of background does a woman have, and when can she decide by herself?"
Fengchun, who has always been eloquent, was speechless.
Wen Jin pointed the direction of the servant and chased after him.
Fengchun stamped his feet and said anxiously: "You are right! But our duty now is to advise the princess to stay away from potential dangers!"
"What danger?" Banxia looked at her expressionlessly and blocked her way.
"You..." Fengchun was angry and anxious, but she couldn't beat Banxia, "Aren't you asking questions knowingly? Who is she? Baihualou Oiran! The best among charming men! No other woman in the brothel is her opponent. !
"The princess is kind-hearted. If she stays with him...it seems that the relationship between the princess and the prince will get better!"
"If she got involved in this! Even if you die to apologize, it won't be enough!"
Ban Xia lazily raised her eyelids and said, "So, we can only be maids, but the princess is the master."
"What...what do you mean?" Fengchun glared.
Ban Xia turned to look at Wen Jin walking into an alley, "What we can think of, the princess can't think of? It's okay to follow and watch, but don't make trouble for the princess."
Fengchun gave Banxia a hard look.
"Who caused trouble? I'm the sister! Don't lecture me in such a tone!"
The two maids followed quietly.
Wen Jin saw the oiran in the alley.
She was wearing a plain white dress, which was so elegant and attractive that she felt fresh and refined.
But at this moment, her plain white skirt was dragging on the ground, and she didn't care at all.
She squatted there, crushed the snacks in her hands, and fed them to the two kittens surrounding her.
The two little kittens were all dirty, leaving dirty plum blossom footprints on her plain white skirt.
She wasn't angry or annoyed, and still patiently brought the snack to the kitten's mouth.
"I thought that if I could stay here as a maid, I could take you in and give you a home, alas...
"I don't have a home now, what should you do?"
The kitten scattered the snack crumbs everywhere, and her beautiful and plain dress was very dirty.
But as if she couldn't see it, her long white fingers rubbed the kitten's head lovingly, and the kitten purred contentedly under her hand.
"Do you still have family?"
Wen Jin suddenly spoke up.
The oiran was startled. She turned around suddenly and said in shock, "It turns out to be the princess. I want to pay my respects to the princess."
"No need to be polite, I didn't expect to see you here."
The oiran smiled slightly and lowered his head in shame, "I came to seek refuge with Young Master Wen, but Young Master Wen has a noble character and is completely different from the Nu family."
"Then where are you going?" Wen Jin asked.
The oiran was startled, his pretty face a little confused.
"Where to go? Yes...where else can I go? The exile of my family, the exile of the army...I am lucky to be alive.
"I once ended up in a brothel, thinking that this would be the end of my life. I would show off my sex to others, and when I had earned enough money for the brothel, I would find someone to marry...or work as a concubine for a high-ranking family, or find someone to marry me... Settling down in the backyard of a merchant for the rest of his life...
"Until Young Master Wen defended me at the wine table and said...
"It is said that although the slave family was reduced to a brothel, they were still raised by their father and mother. It was only because of a bad fate that they were reduced to such a humble situation. They definitely did not deserve to be humiliated like that...
"The slave family suddenly had a wishful thinking... thinking that they could have a different second half of their lives."
The oiran quickly raised her hand to wipe her tears. While wiping her tears, she tried hard to maintain a decent smile.
"It makes the princess laugh. Young Master Wen has already saved me once and was sent to jail... I shouldn't beg him again."
“There’s nothing that should or shouldn’t be done.”
Wen Jin interrupted her, "This is the right path you can think of. How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try it?"
The oiran was slightly startled and looked at Wen Jin in astonishment.
"Do you think I want to blame you?" Wen Jinxiao asked.
The oiran blushed furiously, "...yes."
"Brother has his own idea, but if you don't try it, how do you know he will reject it. Now that I have tried it, I have no regrets." Wen Jin said.
The smile on the oiran's face deepened a little, "Thank you for your generosity, Princess."
Wen Jin looked her up and down with a bit of amazement in his eyes.
Of course the oiran is beautiful.
But the most eye-catching thing about her is not her appearance.
Three to five meters away, one cannot clearly see the facial features of the person opposite.
But a glance from the oiran from a distance can make people stop and their attention is involuntarily attracted to her.
The most striking thing about her is her delicate but not vulgar temperament, as well as her whole body dress.
"The combination of your clothes, bun, and headdress...were the maids in the flower house tidying them up for you?" Wen Jin asked.
"The princess is laughing. It was the servant's own order."
The oiran looked down at himself and smiled self-deprecatingly, "The slave family likes to draw, make their own clothes and headdresses, and also like to dress up the girls in the building. They all say that the slave family is skillful.
"The slave family originally thought that Young Master Wen would like to wear plain white clothes, clean and pure... maybe it can win the slave family a little face."
The Oiran's magnanimity and straightforward speaking did not hide the fact that she came to Wen Shengjun not just to repay a favor... but also to give herself a better second half of her life.
Such frankness made Wen Jin inexplicably like her.
"You said you don't want to show off sex to others for the rest of your life. Are you serious?" Wen Jin asked.
The oiran was confused at first, but then his eyes gradually lit up, "Does the princess want to rescue the slave family?"
"Rescue is out of the question. If you are willing and capable, I can give you a place to live," Wen Jin said.
The oiran hesitated for a moment, but still felt a little worried, "Thank you, Princess, for your kindness...but, I don't want to be a concubine of a high family.
"It's not that the slave family has a high vision. It's that there are too many examples before the slave family...many sisters left the flower house happily, thinking that they were redeemed and that they were reborn! But in the end...
"They died tragically in the backyard of another house. When the man took them home, they were only fresh for a while. When the freshness wore off, they found new love.
"In the backyard of the inner house, it's fine when the man is protecting her... but once the man gets tired of it, the noble ladies will torture those sisters in different ways to avenge the resentment they endured. But it's the man who makes them resentful. …”
Wen Jin nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to serve a man. With your beauty and fame, if you want to be a concubine of a high family, you don't need me to help you."
The oiran bowed his head shyly, "Then the princess wants to be a slave..."
"I want your vision and knowledge!" Wen Jin said, "You should have seen all kinds of people in Hualou. You yourself are talented, this is your knowledge.
"I have a clothing store, but the business is not very good. Based on your vision, if I can revitalize the clothing store, how about I ask you to be the shopkeeper of the store?"
