Yinge and Qu Fuer were confined to the house by the manager of the Quewu, and were not even allowed to go in and out freely during the day.

  This made Yinge complain. It was such a nice summer day, but it was so boring that he couldn't go out during the day.

  Qu Fuer still got up early every day and practiced martial arts as she did in the past. The dragon spear was sharpened to a shine, and when it pierced into the wooden man's body, it made a puffing sound.

  Cesare really looked down on her tricks, and the stubbornness in Fu'er's heart began to play tricks again. Although she didn't know how to kill the enemy on the battlefield, it was definitely not some fancy moves for girls. She got what she wanted and never saw Cesare again, and it seemed that the man had forgotten her. The Knights' Recruitment was over, and no one rushed into the brothel to take her away and throw her into the military whore camp.

  The singer in the lobby gently sang the stories of unfaithful men one after another. Men cannot be trusted - Qu Fuer thought, what can she ask of Cesare? So this is not a story of an unfaithful man and an abandoned woman. But why does it feel a little bit lost?

  She turned around and angrily threw the dragon spear in her hand at the wooden man.

  "Fuer, come here. Today the guests gave us some delicious berries, which were just picked." Yinge and a few girls stood in the shade of the lobby and waved to Qu Fuer.

  She walked towards the house and took the small bowl handed to her by Silver Dove. The purple berries were covered with water drops and looked very sweet. However, they tasted a little sour when she ate them.

  "What kind of fruit is this?" Qu Fuer asked.

  "That person sent it," Silver Pigeon pointed to a short and fat man dressed as a Uliana merchant not far away, "Have you heard that things are not going well between Elima and Uliana recently?"

  "Yes, yes," said another girl, "The last Full Moon tragedy was said to be driven by the largest business in Uliana on the Trade Street. I heard from a customer that the Wind Wolf Squad found the body of Lord Milam."

  "Why?" Qu Fuer opened her eyes wide and asked quickly.

  "It's because of the right of passage. If you want to go east, the safest and most convenient way is to go through the Hassan Strait northeast of Elima. Last year, the Pope's Office increased the tolls at various passes and the difficulty of obtaining passes. Many merchants from the Uliana Alliance were blocked because of this." The girl continued.

  "Isn't there a sea in Ulyana? We can just take a boat there." Silver Dove, who was born in Ulyana, disagreed.

  "The coastline of Uliana is to the west of the road, and the coastline to the east is occupied by Somiel. You know that country of Somiel is full of pirates. Who dares to go out to sea from there? And in itself, the distance from Somiel to the east is much farther than the distance from Elima to the east."

  "It's really too much to create an explosion just for this reason." Qu Fuer said, "A lot of people died."

  "Yes, I heard that the explosion killed several relatives of high-ranking nobles." The girls continued to chatter, and suddenly one of them seemed to remember something, "Oh, by the way, I heard that His Highness the Knight Commander was implicated in this. The Pope thought he was not doing a good job and locked him up in the Holy Prison for three days!"

  Everyone gasped, "Holy Prison? Three days!" A group of young girls exclaimed loudly, "Won't that mean someone will die?"

  "That's right. The Holy Prison is terrifying. I heard from my guest that the Knight Commander was carried out by others, and his blood dyed his plain clothes brown." The girl continued. "But then the Knight Commander left and continued to head north."

  "Hey, Fiona, who is your guest? How come he is so powerful?" The other girls asked the girl who had been talking nonstop since the beginning, either with jealousy or envy.

  Fiona looked mysterious, "Then I can't tell you." She glanced at Silver Dove proudly, "My guest is of noble status, I can't tell you casually."

  Silver Dove was listless, drooping her cheeks, playing with the purple berries in her hands. She had been unhappy these days, and even when she returned the favor to the guests, she looked sick. Some guests were worried about Silver Dove, thinking that she was frightened by the explosion, and some simply found other girls. Anyway, they came here to have fun, and everyone was the same.

  "Hmph, she just stole our sister Yinge's customers." A little girl felt sorry for Yinge, "Look at her behavior." She muttered softly and poked Yinge with her hand.

  Yinge, who is usually spoiled and willful, is feared by many people, including Fiona. She is afraid of the cold eyes and sarcastic remarks from Yinge - but Yinge stood up and said, "It's so boring, you guys just chat." Without saying anything, he pulled Qu Fuer away.

  This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author's work.

  Qu Fuer's heart was slightly disturbed. Fiona's words cast a small stone in her heart...

  Oriental faces were rarely seen in the Quewu, and the sudden arrival of two of them aroused the curiosity of passers-by.

  Alan and his son Ajin stood in the lobby, looking at this brothel, which was known as the most famous in the Kasfania continent, with great interest. However, they were not here for pleasure, but a man named Abei led them into the office where the housekeeper mother was, and they were here to do business.

  "We are spice merchants from the East," Alan respectfully introduced himself to the housekeeper. He asked A Jin to take out the gift prepared for the guests, "Please allow me to give you this box of secret oriental scented powder as a greeting gift."

  The housekeeper did not take the box of perfume powder. She raised her head and looked at the man from the East seriously. "I have never seen a sincere customer who would cover his face with a headscarf. Tell me the real purpose of your coming here."

  Yalan motioned for Jin to go out and wait for him, then looked up at Abei who was standing next to her mother. The housekeeper waved for Abei to leave. She stood up and walked to Yalan, "Go ahead, there are only you and me here."

  "I am Alan Nuha from Shanbei County of Mingxia Empire," the man reached out and took off the headscarf he had been wearing. His face was exposed in front of the housekeeper mother. He had eagle eyebrows and sharp eyes, and his face was particularly tough. "I came here to retrieve the relics of Princess Jasmine."

  The housekeeper narrowed her eyes and looked at the man. She pondered for a moment and then said, "I know you."

  "Maybe the princess has mentioned me to you before." Alan asked quickly.

  The housekeeper shook her head. "No, Jasmine came to me and didn't mention anything about her life in Mingxia." Her fingers were old and mottled. "She only said that she was a slave girl from the East."

  "Then how do you know me?" Alan frowned.

  The housekeeper glanced at Alan, then turned around, took out the key from her waist, and opened one of the cabinets in the back row. "I read the letter she left for her daughter. It said she was from Shanbei County in Mingxia, and her surname was Qu. Qu is the royal surname in Shanbei, and the woman's words and deeds are not like those of a rude female slave." She handed the yellowed letter to Alan, "My Queguan is the most well-informed place in Elima. As for you, General Alan Nuha, you came to Elima so openly. Aren't you afraid that I and the Knights will report you and send them to arrest you?"

  "If you want to report it, I'd be in jail right now." Alan replied, "I just want to know, her child..."

  "It's a girl named Fu'er." The housekeeper said slowly, "Moli used her last bit of strength to give birth to her, and then she left. I promised Moli that I would raise her safely until she was eighteen years old." The housekeeper pointed to the figures of two girls in the corridor in the distance, "She doesn't look like Moli at all. Maybe you know better than me."

  "Thank you for your kindness." Alan knelt down immediately. He was overjoyed to know that Jasmine's child was still alive and safe.

  "But whether or not I can take her away is not something I can decide," said the housekeeper. "She has grown up and has her own ideas. I will give her this letter, and as for what happens next, it depends on her own decision."

  Yalan kowtowed three times on the ground. He stood up and prepared to go to the corridor to find the girl, but suddenly he heard the housekeeper say slowly, "General, I have something to say but I don't know if I should say it." Yalan turned around and looked at the elderly housekeeper, "Please don't let my child get involved in the vortex of politics and hatred. This is my only request for the eighteen years I have taken care of Fu'er for Jasmine."

  Yalan was startled, but looked at the housekeeper calmly. The old woman sat back in her chair, her face half-bright and half-obscure again in the shadows.

  Ah Jin stood by the wall, looking at the beauties around him. The people of Mingxia were simple and honest, and he had never seen a prostitute dressed so revealingly and behaved so openly.

  When some people saw his red face, they flirted with him even more brazenly. Ah Jin quickly lowered his head and turned his eyes away, causing everyone to laugh.

  "Sister Yinge, look at that silly boy from the East!" Someone saw Yinge standing on the second floor and called out. They all knew that Yinge loved to tease these little chicks.

  Yinge leaned on the railing and looked down with Fu'er, "Are you from Mingxia?" she asked A Jin loudly.

  Ah Jin had never seen a woman as beautiful as Yinge, with her honey-colored hair and pearls hanging on her hair. For a moment, Ah Jin was a little flustered until she saw the oriental girl walking out next to Yinge.

  For a moment he thought he saw Jasmine, but Jasmine was clearly staying in the trading house with A Xiang.

  He was a little bit unbelieving, and hurriedly walked forward, staring closely at the oriental girl. Only then did he see clearly that they were only similar in spirit.

  "It seems that young man has taken a fancy to you," Yinge laughed and pushed Fu'er, "Look, he is so stunned."

  The girls downstairs also laughed out loud. Fu Er frowned and said, "Stop making fun of me."

  "Hey, what's your name?!" Ah Jin suddenly asked in Mingxia language.

  However, Qu Fuer grew up in Elima, so she didn't know such a profound language. She found this kind of chat-up boring and turned around to leave.

  "Um, I want to ask you, what's your name?" Seeing that she was about to leave, A Jin hurriedly ran up the stairs, came to the second floor, and blocked Fu'er's way.

  Silver Pigeon chuckled, "Ah, I didn't expect Oriental men to be so direct."

  Fu'er was upset. She walked around A Jin and didn't answer.

  "I'm asking you a question." Ah Jin reached out to grab Fu'er's hand, but the girl dodged it deftly. However, Ah Jin's martial arts skills were even stronger, and he took a wrong step and blocked Fu'er's steps again. "How can you be so rude?"

  Qu Fuer glanced at A Jin. The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very majestic.

  "Ah Jin, don't be rude."

  A burst of sneering sounded from downstairs, and Ah Jin immediately lost his dignity.

  "Dad, I asked her name because she looks like Jasmine, don't get me wrong!" Ah Jin was the most afraid of his father in the world, and he quickly explained. "If you don't believe me, look, they look so similar..." He thought Fu'er was also a prostitute selling her body in this mahjong hall, so he grabbed Fu'er's hand and pulled her to the light.

  "Let her go," Alan said, his tone firm.

  Fu'er stopped in her tracks when she heard the name. She looked up at Yalan, and then at the man named Ajin.

  "I'm sorry, Jin is so rude." Yalan came to Fu'er and apologized to her. He looked at the girl in front of him carefully, hoping to find some traces of the girl from the past on her face.

  However, Fu'er looked at the man with eyes full of emotion and humility. She suddenly asked, "Who is Jasmine? Do you know Jasmine too?"

  "Moli is from our Shanbei County..." Before Ah Jin could say anything, he was pulled away by Alan.

  "Moli is your mother." Alan knelt on one knee, then raised his eyes, "I'm sorry I'm late. Please come back with us to Mingxia."