Chu Huan thought for a while and said, "You... should be able to redeem yourself!"

"Of course!" Ling Shuang sat down on the chair beside her and smiled bitterly: "As long as you have enough silver, even if I become the leader of a major bank, it looks glorious and makes money every day, but these silver cannot enter my pocket. Today, it becomes the leader of a major bank. Someone will ask me to sing the stage. If it is less, you can have dozens of taels of silver, and if it is more, you can have hundreds of taels of silver, but one in ten of them can be found in my hands. And you also have to prepare your own team, play the piano and flute, dance with maids, and there are also daily rouge and water powder. These all require silver. In a year, there will be not much left!"

Yingren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and Chu Huan was also very sad. He knew that this was the madam's way of controlling them. If they could easily redeem themselves, where would the madam go to earn money?

Yingren couldn't help asking, "How much money do you need to redeem yourself?"

When Chu Huan heard this, he knew that Yingren had already thought of redeeming Ling Shuang, but he felt that his hope was a little slim.

Yingren took Chu Huan to the headquarters twice. Chu Huan knew a little about Yingren's financial resources, and felt that Yingren was only a few thousand taels of silver, otherwise it would be impossible for him to force him to go out to seize the Wenhua tonight.

Moreover, Yingren had only a few thousand taels of silver left, and it was probably extremely difficult to redeem Ling Shuang.

"If it were before, maybe a few thousand taels of silver would be enough." Ling Shuang smiled indifferently: "But now that he has won the courtesan and has become the leader of the big business, the number is not something I can tell clearly."

The red candle exploded, and the "wave" sounded, and there was desolation in the silence. The candle, the body of the child's arm as thick as apart, was covered with red tears, as if the red candle knew that the candle would eventually turn into ashes, and it also seemed that it had emotions, offering bright red tears to such a woman in the world.

Yingren opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out loud, but his eyes showed a firm look.

There was a moment of silence in the boudoir, a little depressed. Chu Huan finally said, "That... it's already late, I... I'll leave first!" He naturally couldn't continue to stay here as a light bulb.

Ling Shuang was stunned, then she looked helpless in her eyes. She stood up and whispered: "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for hearing Ling Shuang say these words." She glanced at Yingren, her cheeks turned slightly red.

Although Chu Huan wrote poems, the flower of the man is counted on the head of the filmmaker. According to the rules, Ling Shuang's brand tonight will be picked by Yingren, and this virgin body will also be dedicated to Yingren.

Seeing that Chu Huan was about to leave, Yingren also stood up and said to Ling Shuang: "Miss Ling Shuang, it's already late. Thank you for your hard work today. Take a break earlier and look back... I'll see you again when I look back!"

Ling Shuang was extremely surprised and couldn't help but say, "Xu... Master Xu is leaving?"

Yingren smiled and said, "I came here tonight just to hear Miss Ling Shuang play the piano and say a few words to the girl. My wish has been fulfilled." After a pause, he walked to Ling Shuang with courage and said softly, "Miss Ling Shuang, you... you... don't worry, I will definitely find a way to help you."

Ling Shuang only found it incredible. She thought of many results, but she could not have thought that Yingren and Chu Huan would leave at the same time.

She herself couldn't tell what she was feeling now.

But involuntarily, tears had already rolled down her eyes. She thought Yingren was so hard to work tonight, and her ultimate goal was to be like all men, just for her own body.

But in the end, I realized that the young man had no intention of blaspheming himself.

Chu Huan had already gone out at this time. Seeing Ling Shuang crying, Yingren took out a handkerchief made of brocade from her sleeve and put it in Ling Shuang's hand. She didn't say much, smiled, turned around and went out, and brought it to the door.

At this time, the night was quiet, and there was a crescent moon in the sky.

Yingren was a little sad, looked at Chu Huan, walked out of the yard with his hands on his back, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Chu Huan followed Yingren. Except for this yard, when he passed by another yard, he heard teasing sounds coming from the yard. It was obvious that the garden was filled with spring.

Yingren walked along Xiaoshidao with thoughtful steps, and finally stopped and looked at Chu Huan beside him, "Chu Huan, do you think how much money do you spend to help Miss Ling Shuang redeem herself?"

Chu Huan said: "Are you going to redeem your life for her?"

"Yes!" Yingren nodded and said very seriously: "You can also see that... I like Miss Lingshuang, so I will not let her continue to stay in such a place. No matter how much the price I pay, I will help her!"

Chu Huan sighed: "To redeem her, the money you need will never be less. As she said herself, Cuiyulou's mother spent money to support her for eleven years. The ultimate goal was to make a hundred times the profit from her. And now she is the leader of a big business and can earn more for Cuiyulou in the future. If she didn't have 20,000 taels of silver, Cuiyulou would not even say it."

"Twenty thousand taels?" Yingren's face became serious.

Chu Huan stared at Yingren and said slowly: "The silver can be waited for you, but Miss Lingshuang will not wait for you. Tonight, Miss Lingshuang won the courtesan, and there will be many men who covet her. I am afraid that in two days, her guests will be as numerous as a cow...!" Speaking of this, she said solemnly: "Mr. Xu, I admire you very much, but not all men in the world are so kind-hearted. In a few days, Miss Lingshuang's brand will be picked by others."

Yingren's eyes were a little red, and he clenched his fists and said, "Chu Huan, what do you think you should do?"

Chu Huan thought about it and found that he didn't want to redeem Ling Shuang. If he had this ability, Chu Huan would definitely not say anything, but now he only has a few gold leaves on him, which is only a few hundred taels of silver. Compared with Ling Shuang's ransom price, it is a drop in the bucket.

He could not rob the family for Ling Shuang. At least he did not have any deep friendship with Ling Shuang now, and he also knew that there were so many women like this in the world that he could not control even if he wanted to.

If he had no way to get the money, that would be even more true. After all, he really wanted money to be urgent. Linlang was still behind him, but he borrowed a large amount of silver from Linlang to redeem a brothel woman. Chu Huan could not do this anyway.

Seeing that Chu Huan didn't speak, Yingren also knew that this was quite difficult. His expression became more and more serious, and he began to move forward with his hands on his back.

It was late at night in Baoxiang Tower, and many rooms were still very lively. The sound of orioles and the sound of swallows came into my ears from time to time. The two left Baoxiang Tower. Sun Desheng and Feng Wuma were waiting, but the three followers who followed him were only one person left.

Yingren had no time to care about these things, so he got on the carriage and asked Chu Huan to get on the carriage, saying, "Do you have any wine at home?"

Chu Huan was stunned.

"We are friends, can you ask for a glass of wine at your house?" Yingren leaned into the carriage, looking very bad, and said directly: "Chu Huan, tell the coachman the location of your house, I'll go drink!"

The man took the initiative to ask for a visit, but Chu Huan could not refuse. After thinking about it, the carriage went to Chu Huan's house. Sun Desheng urged him to come forward and persuaded, "Young master, it's too late, should you go back early?"

Yingren said angrily: "Where do I want to go, can you still let me control you? You dog slave, are getting more and more courageous."

Sun Desheng dared not say anything more.

When the carriage arrived in front of Chu Huan's door, Yingren got out of the car. Chu Huan saw that it was already late at night, and Su Niang must have fallen asleep, but Yingren came to the door and could only go forward and knock on the door.

Yingren looked at it and said curiously: "Chu Huan, you...you live in such a small house?"

In his eyes, Chu Huan is very capable. How could such a talent only live in such a small house?

Chu Huan just smiled and didn't say much. He knew that this "Young Master Xu" knew too little about the people. This house was already very wide, but in Yingren's eyes, it was still too small.

Chu Huan knocked on the door for a while, heard the footsteps in the yard, and soon heard Su Niang's voice alertly and asked, "Who is it?"

Chu Huan said: "I am Erlang!"

The gate of the courtyard opened, revealing a crack, and then opened. Su Niang couldn't help but say, "Why did she come back in the middle of the night?" In fact, she had never fallen asleep. Chu Huan did not come back tonight. She only thought Chu Huan stayed in the Su Mansion again. Although she went to bed early, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She scolded Chu Huan countless times in her heart.

Chu Huan entered the door and saw Su Niang holding a pair of scissors in her hand. She felt funny, but she knew that someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night. Su Niang was just looking forward to being on guard.

Yingren glanced at Su Niang. Su Niang was only one year older than Chu Huan. She looked at the young woman's beauties and couldn't help but say, "Chu Huan, is this your wife?"

Su Niang's face sank first, then her face became hot. She glared at Yingren. She didn't know who Chu Huan brought back. She spoke so recklessly, but Chu Huan was already a little embarrassed and smiled: "This is the eldest sister-in-law!"

"Oh?" Yingren was also a little embarrassed and bowed: "Hello, sister-in-law, I am Chu Huan's friend!"

Seeing these people coming over in the middle of the night, Su Niang just nodded. She was worried and upset, and had no good expression, so she went straight into the house.

Chu Huan brought Yingren into the house, Feng Wuma was left in the yard, while Sun Desheng followed in, and the lights had been lit in the hall, Chu Huan said, "I'll go get the wine first!" I remember that there were two jars of wine in the house.

Seeing Chu Huan wanting to get wine, Su Niang couldn't help asking, "Don't you eat yet?"

Yingren felt hungry at this time and said, "Please bring some food and bring it up, but his stomach is really hungry." He has always had no worries about food and clothing, and only thinks that it is natural for people to eat with things.

Su Niang glanced at him and thought to herself: "I really regard this as his home, why should I give him food? When I come back in the middle of the night, do I still want me to cook?" But after all, it was a guest coming to the door. Although she was a little reluctant, she was also a woman who knew the truth. She just said: "It's too late, there are some leftovers, I'll go and heat it up!" She twisted her waist and left.

Yingren was stunned and wondered if he would let me eat leftovers.

Chu Huan brought the wine and sat against Yingren. Sun Desheng only dared to stand beside him. Chu Huan poured the wine, Yingren had already brought the bowl and drank it, put down the wine bowl, and sighed, "Twenty thousand taels of silver, where can I make it for a while." But he kept thinking about redeeming Ling Shuang for his heart.

Sun Desheng opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Chu Huan saw it and smiled and said, "What does Mr. Sun want to say?"

Sun Desheng was stunned. This was the first time someone called him "Mr.". Yingren had already turned around and frowned and said, "Sun Desheng, what did you say?"

Sun Desheng said awkwardly: "Young Master, the money we have lost again..." He reminded Yingren that the money was gone and he could not explain it after returning to Beijing.

Yingren didn't care much about it at this time and asked, "Sun Desheng, do you have a way to get the money?" After asking, he felt that he was asking for nothing. Even he had no way to do it. How could Sun Desheng have a way?

Sun Desheng hurriedly said, "No...no."

"What else can I say?" Yingren was very unhappy, and drank another drink and sighed. He had never had such a dilemma since he was born. Everything went well. When he encountered difficulties, he lost his mind.

After a while of silence, Yingren finally said, "There is really no way, I can only ask him for it!"

"who?"

"Qiao Mingtang!" Yingren blurted out.

Sun Desheng was startled, Chu Huan frowned, Yingren said, and could no longer take it back. After a moment of stunned, he finally said, "Forget it, Chu Huan, I won't hide it from you. My king's surname is Xu. My king's surname is Ying. He is the fourth son of the current emperor and is named King Qi!"

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ps: This chapter was automatically updated in the early morning settings, and people should be in Hefei now.

Because of some private matters, I will definitely not be able to write during the day. If I still have the energy to return to the hotel at night, I will immediately write and try to update. If there is no update, it will be tomorrow night.

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