Chapter 100 – Staying Classy While Being Filthy (Part 5)
Feng Jin was torn between his thoughts.
Elsewhere, Jiang Pengji entered the boudoir of one of the girls, discovering the room adorned with a cozy and elegant setup, brimming with youthful vibes.
“You’re not feeling well, drink some sugar water and rest early,” Jiang Pengji smiled gently at the beautiful young woman, also known as Xia Er per the Madam’s words. “Or should I have someone bring you some nourishing Five Red Soup?”
“Eh?”
Xia Er initially thought Jiang Pengji was here for some fun, but was taken aback by her words; Chun Er stood by, just as puzzled.
“It’s that time of the month; you should really take care of yourself,” Jiang Pengji continued with a smile, “In the coming days, stay away from alcohol and avoid cold foods.”
The monthly, monthly time?
The two young women exchanged bewildered glances; possibly due to a psychological effect, Xia Er felt a slight cramp in her lower abdomen, a warm flow beneath her, and her face turned a mix of red and pale, unsure how to react.
Jiang Pengji didn’t know how women dealt with their monthly cycle in this era but figured it wouldn’t be simple. “I’m not sure how you ladies handle such matters, so I brought you out, and I’d need Chun Er to help look after you.”
The faint metallic smell of blood grew stronger on Xia Er, her pale face reddening under Jiang Pengji’s gaze like it was boiling.
In the pleasure quarters, women’s periods were often irregular, and many had a few embarrassing issues to deal with.
For instance, Xia Er had heavy and unpredictable cycles, and when the cramps hit, her limbs would feel cold, even her back molars ached.
Feeling somewhat awkward, she tried to sit up straight, but even the slightest movement caused sharp pangs, making her feel both embarrassed and anxious.
Noticing their reactions, Jiang Pengji chose to sit behind a screen, a position that also blocked the camera in the livestream.
【Oh no, my feet hurt】: Thought the host was going to get it on with the girl, but turns out she’s on her period _(:з)∠)_
【Old Elegance】: I confess, when the host took the girl away from the elegant room, I thought there would be some R-rated action, but no, it was for this. It’s not what I imagined, but the host is so gentle; I’d love to have a boyfriend like him.
【Qianqiu Yue Bie Wujang Pickled Vegetables】: Same confession +1
【A Smile that Topples Cities】: So red and puffy, though I know laughing at this time is inhumane, but if the host were a guy, he’d probably be devastated. Just when he was ready to get it on, bam, she’s on her period; talk about a buzzkill.
Jiang Pengji sat behind the screen and poured herself a cup of tea, raising an eyebrow.
【Host V】: @A Smile that Topples Cities, you can’t say that. If I were a guy and this happened, I might not necessarily be heartbroken; after all, there are plenty of ways to relieve stress. If Thumbelina doesn’t work out, there are some wild alternatives… Though that’s really messed up.
Heh, a bunch of newbies trying to outdo her in dirty jokes.
Jiang Pengji smirked to herself, leisurely sipping her tea as the comments shifted to a whole new vibe.
【Qianqiu Yue Bie Wujang Pickled Vegetables】: Impressive, my host! Didn’t expect you to be such a filthy, crazy streamer!
【Sunset of Life】: Waaaaaah—The host’s like a seasoned driver cruising right past! Did you hear that sound?
【Stowaway Non-Money】: The sound of filth!
【Breakup Line Alliance】: I can’t even, I’m watching a serious female streamer acting lewd _(:з)∠)_
【Night Parade of One Hundred Demons】: So what if she’s lewd? If my boyfriend were like the host, no wait, if he had even just a tenth of her, I could be doing it every day; no lewdness means no happiness for me. You just don’t get it; this reverse action is way better!
Jiang Pengji always complained about having three thousand seasoned drivers in her livestream, but she never considered that like attracts like—what kind of streamer attracts what kind of audience? She was also a veteran driver, yet she still had the audacity to complain about others being too filthy?
She shot a glance at the comment from【Night Parade of One Hundred Demons】, feeling a slight chill down her spine; that was deep.
Time passed quietly amidst the comments and tea, the gentle rustling of fabric behind the screen gradually quieted down.
Before long, the screen was quietly pushed aside, and Xia Er had changed into a brand new outfit, her face still flushed.
“Young Master, I’m not feeling well today and may not be able to serve.”
Chun Er chimed in, “If the Young Master doesn’t mind the appearance of this lowly servant, perhaps…”
Jiang Pengji smiled and shook her head, noticing their faces pale in response.
“You ladies have misunderstood; I had no such intentions,” Jiang Pengji gestured for them to sit down, her expression remaining warm. “Just being able to sit here and look at you both brings me joy already. If I were to act on anything else, wouldn’t that tarnish the beauty of this moment? Passionate love is easy to come by, but true companions are rare.”
The two were still young, having been bought and trained by the Madam from an early age. After several years in the business, they had seen a wide variety of people.
True feelings or false intentions were hard to mask from their eyes.
People often said courtesans were heartless, and actors were untrustworthy, but hadn’t they long seen through the essence of others’ hypocrisy?
You play your role, and I play mine—trying to exchange falsehood for genuine feelings is not so easy, especially when dealing with worldly women who see the truth.
On a daily basis, their ears had heard sweet nothings more than enough, but it all became mere background noise, hardly taken to heart.
Yet, when these words came from Jiang Pengji’s lips, they unconsciously chose to trust her, and once they snapped back to reality, they felt nothing amiss.
The older Xia Er forced a smile, “Young Master, you flatter me; I’m just a wilted flower, unworthy of such praise.”
“People say beauty lies in the bone, not in the skin, but I believe true beauty is in the heart, not the bone. Looks are a gift from our parents, something we can’t choose, but character and disposition are cultivated. Both of you dwell in this red dust yet possess hearts of innocence—how can that not be beautiful?”
Jiang Pengji’s words were not just flattery; they had substance.
Women in pleasure quarters mostly grew up in such environments.
Aside from the exceptionally gifted among them, many were raised as maidservants, enduring abuse, and lived at the bottom of the food chain in brothels, having to face all sorts of guests’ demands and harassment while suffering from the cruelty of the matron. If they were particularly unlucky, a single indiscretion could cost them their lives.
Jiang Pengji had a keen nose. Passing by a maidservant who attended in the hall earlier, she caught a whiff of medicinal fragrance mixed with something else.
While her footsteps were steady, the balance of her upper body was clearly off, indicating an injury that had been treated.
Unfamiliar with the medicinal herbs of this world, Jiang Pengji couldn’t identify the ingredients, but one smelled similar to a remedy used by the Stepmother. Though not expensive, it was still beyond what a mere maidservant could afford.
If these maidservants were valued enough to be given medicinal treatments, why would the brothel allow guests to mistreat them?
It didn’t make sense.
If it wasn’t from them, and the brothel certainly wouldn’t provide it, then where could it have come from?
Only when she caught a hint of the unique powder Chun Er concocted did the pieces start to come together.
When she entered the room, she found a box next to the corner still partially uncovered; this small mystery unraveled.
Regardless of whether she acted out of sympathy or compassion for others, extending a helping hand to the vulnerable was a virtue in itself.
