"A dandy is just a dandy, but thereās quite a bit of silver inside." She hefted the purse and picked out a piece to throw to the beaten man. "Use the silver to treat your injuries."
She glanced again at the woman and said, "Any woman who actively seduces men is clearly not of good character. Such people deserve to be divorced."
"Hey, what kind of talk is that?" Yang Chuxia didnāt expect that just as she was turning away, the woman who had been silent all along spoke up.
"Did I say anything wrong?" Yang Chuxia gave her a fleeting glance and said, "Your husband was beaten, and you didnāt even say a word, let alone try to stop it. Evidently, what this swine says is somewhat true."
After speaking, she didnāt give her another look and got into the carriage.
The carriage circled the city before arriving at a place with tightly closed doors.
Ye Ziāan handed over Second Young Master Luo to the person who opened the door.
"Mmm mmm..." Second Young Master Luo frantically shook his head at Ye Ziāan, but Ye Ziāan didnāt even look back as he boarded the carriage.
The brothel owners especially loved men with smooth and tender skin. Second Young Master Luo, although a bit unruly, wasnāt ugly and had tender skin, which delighted the boss inside.
Meanwhile, inside the carriage, Ye Ziāan had just entered when he saw Yang Chuxia with a stern face. "Whatās wrong, my dear?"
"Come clean, did you join the likes of Prince Fu in the brothel?"
"Oh, so itās about that." Ye Ziāan immediately raised his hands. "Heaven and earth as my witness, my dear, I only went there, had two cups of tea, and came out. I had nothing to do with anything inside."
"Hmph, you better not have the guts." Yang Chuxia tugged on his collar and added, "Iām warning you, youāre not allowed to go to such places again."
"Rest assured, my dear, unless absolutely necessary, I wonāt go to such places."
"Thatās more like it."
After what happened with Second Young Master Luo, Yang Chuxia wasnāt in the mood to eat out, so she and Ye Ziāan went back to Prince Anās Mansion.
But just as they reached the entrance, Old Master Luo arrived at the gates of Prince Anās Mansion with a group of men.
"Ye Ziāan, you little brat, where did you send my son? Iām telling you, if something happens to my son, Iāll drag your son with him to the grave."
Old Master Luo was aggressive, looking quite intimidating.
But Yang Chuxia wasnāt afraid of him at all, and when she heard him mention his son again, her gaze became sharply reflective.
"Old Master Luo, what a mighty air you have, no wonder you raised such a wretched son. A nobleman should be doing something for the people, but he canāt even act like a decent human being. He knew the other person had a husband and not only failed to avoid her but went into her house to flirt with her. Flirting is one thing, but when the husband came home, he was the one beaten. Old Master Luo, since you canāt teach your son, I donāt mind helping discipline him."
"You... you scoundrel..." Hearing this, Old Master Luo was almost infuriated to death.
He naturally knew what kind of character his son had, but no matter what, he was still his son, and he couldnāt just ignore him.
"Hmph, so even if my son is a scoundrel, whatās it to you? When is it your turn to teach him a lesson?" Old Master Luoās beard flew up in his anger, "Where is my son now?"
"Isnāt Old Master Luo very capable? Canāt find him on your own? Why come asking us?"