In the Tianzihao room of the finest inn in Suzhou.
Yingchun looked at Du Juan, who had changed back into woman's attire, then after exchanging secret signals to confirm each other's identities, the tears just couldn't be stopped.
Yang Ruxin didn't interfere here. Although Du Juan had sold herself to her and given her that map, she never felt she had any right to meddle in her affairs.
The same went for Yingchun, besides, she had only just led them away from the Qunfang Pavilion.
"Ruxin, what's the background of that Yingchun?" Yu Qingge was full of curiosity.
Yang Ruxin looked at her: "Qingge, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but this matter is very tricky and dangerous. The more you know, the worse it is for you. So, can you not ask?"
