Chapter 190

First Volume, Chapter 190: Night Cruise on the Hua Fang

Qin Feng needs a witness!

To prove he did nothing at all.

Otherwise, when Old Qin and those three sisters, plus… that violent girl Xie Yun'er, come after him, Qin Feng could jump into the Yellow River and still not wash himself clean.

Almost as soon as Qin Feng reached the dock, a nineteen-year-old "old steward" rushed forward with a beaming smile.

He was utterly obsequious.

"Oh my! Isn't this Young Master Qin? You haven't shown up in ages!"

"Come in, come in at once!"

As the old steward led Qin Feng and the other two inside, he shouted toward the Hua Fang: "Young Master Qin has arrived!"

That shout was like a stone dropped into a fish pond.

The empty decks of the three Hua Fangs instantly swarmed with people.

The Songstresses on the Hua Fangs erupted in enthusiastic calls to Qin Feng.

"Young Master Qin, why did it take you so long to come? Did you forget about me? Didn't you promise last time we'd try something new? Or… are you scared?"

"Hehehe, Young Master Qin, you've grown even more robust these past few days—have you been resting at home?"

"Don't even get me started! It's all your fault, you little vixens—you've drained Young Master Qin dry!"

Qin Feng had been striding proudly, but after this barrage of teasing, he instantly slumped.

What even is this?!

Qin Feng's only memory of Mingyue Lake was nearly drowning after falling in.

New tricks? Drained dry?

Qin Feng first looked utterly innocent, then flew into a rage!

His predecessor had done so many "good deeds," and he had no memory of any of it?

Had all the inappropriate memories been filtered out?

Qin Feng felt like he'd lost billions—he was so bitter he wanted to die!

Amid a chorus of giggles and chatter.

The guests inside the Hua Fangs began streaming out to see what was happening.

Anyone who could leave their name on Mingyue Lake was either rich or noble.

There were plenty of Noble Youth among them.

Seeing Qin Feng step onto the wooden walkway, the guests began pointing and whispering.

"Heh, I thought Qin Feng had changed his ways—only a few days passed, and here he is, back to his old self! But then again, he's engaged to Xie Yun'er—how dare he come here? Doesn't he fear she'll kill him?"

"Shh! Don't speak recklessly! We can hate this bastard, we can despise him—but don't say it out loud."

"Why worry?!" A noble youth in brocade robes sneered, full of contempt.

A middle-aged man beside him glanced with a deep look and said quietly: "You probably don't know yet—this bastard just made an enemy of Lin Feimo today."

At these words, everyone's expression changed.

"What?! Young Master Lin? When did he return to Beijing?"

"Hahahaha! Qin Feng is utterly clueless—he dares offend Young Master Lin? He's in for it!"

"Young Master Lin is the Imperial Consort's own nephew—wait and see, someone's finally going to help us get revenge!"

The middle-aged man, who seemed well-connected, sneered at the noble youths' chatter: "Help you get revenge? Save your breath! Lin Feimo can barely save himself—does he have time for you? Today, outside the camp, my brother-in-arms from the Longhu Army saw Lin Feimo crying after Qin Feng beat him!"

Hiss…

A sharp intake of breath echoed through the crowd.

The noble youths stared in shock.

"What?! Young Master Lin was… beaten to tears by Qin Feng? This—this can't be! Did Qin Feng eat bear's heart and leopard's gall?!"

The middle-aged man snorted: "Have you forgotten? Qin Feng destroyed Zui Xian Lou—who do you think backs Zui Xian Lou? Do I need to remind you?"

The crowd suddenly realized.

Zui Xian Lou was backed by the Second Prince.

If Qin Feng offended the Second Prince and still walked free, what chance did Lin Feimo have?

The noble youths' gazes at Qin Feng shifted again and again—now filled with fear.

Under the eyes of all, Qin Feng stepped onto the lead Hua Fang, where the madam had been waiting. She beamed with obsequious delight and hurried to greet him into the Hua Fang's DaTang.

This Hua Fang had three levels total.

The First Floor Main Hall, though not large, was lavishly decorated; the old steward and maids stood in two neat rows, smiling.

The lower-ranking Songstresses leaned against the railings of the Second Floor, constantly throwing flirtatious glances at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng swallowed hard—damn, who could handle this?

To avoid committing a fundamental error, Qin Feng didn't hesitate—he got straight to the point: "Where is Princess Qiyang?"

The madam immediately made a "shhh" gesture, signaling Qin Feng not to speak Princess Qiyang's name directly.

Even if Princess Qiyang was utterly lawless, she must still mind her reputation—she was Imperial Clan; how could she openly appear in such a brothel?

The madam only led Qin Feng and the other two into the private seating area of the DaTang and bowed apologetically: "Young Master Qin, please wait a moment—your humble servant will summon the esteemed guests."

As she spoke, the madam turned to Qin Xiaofu and Lin Quqi with a smile: "Young Master Qin is meeting with esteemed guests—outsiders cannot be present. Would you two step aside?"

Qin Xiaofu and Lin Quqi both knew well: Qin Feng wouldn't come to Mingyue Lake for no reason—if he came, there was business.

They didn't argue—they immediately followed the madam out to find their own amusement.

The serving maids and the old steward followed right behind the madam.

The entire DaTang was now empty—except for Qin Feng alone.

Before Qin Feng could figure out what was going on, a muffled "bang" sounded from behind him.

The Door had actually been shut from outside.

Just as Qin Feng was completely baffled, a burst of silvery laughter drifted down from the Second Floor.

He looked up.

Qin Feng's heart sank halfway in an instant.

Four gorgeously painted, exceedingly seductive Songstresses, swaying their slender waists, descended from the Second Floor.

Seeing this setup, Qin Feng couldn't help wailing inwardly: "I'm done for — fallen right into a spider's den! Qiyang, Qiyang, I knew you were up to no good!"

Qin Feng wanted to slip away, but the Door was already bolted from outside — no escape even if he grew wings.

Before Qin Feng could beg for mercy, the Four Songstresses had already pounced on him.

Qin Feng could only circle around the table, running and wailing at the same time: "Help! Someone wants to defile This Young Master's innocence! Qin Xiaofu, come protect me!"

Seeing Qin Feng so timid, the Four Songstresses grew even more brazen, letting out peals of giggles.

"Young Master Qin, this doesn't seem like you!"

"Hehe, Young Master Qin, don't run away."

While Qin Feng was struggling to fend off the Four Songstresses, several people stood at the corner of the Second Floor, coldly sneering.

Watching Qin Feng dart about like a mouse that had seen a cat, the Princess of Qiyang Commandery felt a rush of satisfaction and teased: "Strange as it sounds, this scoundrel has always been lawless, but the moment he sees a woman, he's scared stiff."

"I had thought that in all of Jingdu, only the four daughters of the Qin Family could keep this scoundrel in line. Now it seems I've overestimated him — any woman at all can take him down a notch!"