Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1243 - 1243 1229 Yixiang Brothel

Chapter 1243: Chapter 1229: Yixiang Brothel Chapter 1243: Chapter 1229: Yixiang Brothel Ye Chen was in no mood for food, and even eating felt tasteless. He ordered a bowl of wontons, and Ouyang Yue, fearing he would starve, added some extra meat since he hadn’t eaten much this morning.

“Why not send someone to look in the lake? Maybe she’s already floated to the surface,” Ye Chen said listlessly, and Ouyang Yue couldn’t resist the urge to poke at him.

“Hey, can you shut your mouth?” He refused to believe that Guo Yuyun would do such a thing. He’d rather believe that Yun’er would come back to stab him than to think she’d seek her own death.

Ouyang Yue giggled at his agitated reaction, finding it somewhat amusing.

“Just thinking nonsense,” he said. Now feeling anxious and disturbed, how could such words not frighten him?

She was still adorable, though—in the days leading up to this, she’d incessantly provoked him, and now he was panicking like a headless fly. Ouyang Yue said, “I can’t help feeling like you’re masochistic.”

Ye Chen’s mind was filled with what that girl might be doing, probably tired of the provocations and not wanting to see him anymore. Every time he saw her, he would ramble on endlessly, pushing her to return to the Central Plains. Who could endure that? Even he felt a bit despicable.

“I’ll see if you dare to keep provoking her,” he said.

Really, with no friends here, where could she go? Ye Chen couldn’t understand it. Even if she went out to clear her mind, she should have returned by now. He said, “Have someone keep a close watch, and if she comes back, let me know immediately.”

“Got it,” Ouyang Yue continued. “If it were me, I’d provoke you a few more days to make you suffer, to see if you’d dare again.”

A little stimulation was fine as long as nothing serious happened. But if something did go wrong, how would he explain it to her sister?

“Most of the taverns have been searched. She’s unlikely to go drinking. Think about it, where else could she go?”

Ye Chen said, “Search the lake.”

“What? You really believe she’d jump into the lake? No way,” Ouyang Yue exclaimed, shocked.

“Ah, only you would jump in a lake. If she’s upset, she might go fishing instead.”

“I think jumping in the lake is more likely,” Ouyang Yue murmured.

“Can you stop provoking me? Isn’t my mood miserable enough already?” he snapped.

Ouyang Yue burst into laughter.

“You can still laugh? I really don’t get you,” Ye Chen muttered.

“It’s your own fault for ruthlessly provoking her without limits. Even I, an outsider, find it particularly low,” she retorted.

“Fine, I’m despicable, happy now?”

“What will you do when you find her? Tell her the truth?”

“Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

“I know, find her first, then we’ll talk.”

Ye Chen sighed, his whole being felt muddled.

“People are like this, tormenting themselves. Without it, they don’t realize they’re alive. You’re the epitome of that.”

Ye Chen wolfed down his food, no longer in the mood to idle away time chatting with Ouyang Yue.

“Are you heading to the lake?”

He replied, “I’m going to keep looking around.”

“I’ll have someone drag the lake,” she offered.

Ye Chen ignored her.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but as dusk approached and darkness was about to fall, the anxiety set in. That damn girl, how could she be so careless? Ye Chen was getting angry, tinged with self-reproach.

What now? She couldn’t have really gone to end her life, right? Please don’t let it be so. He wanted to shout, beg her to come out, concede defeat, and do whatever she wanted, as long as she was safe.

A whole day had passed, the city was already searched, and now at Yixiang Brothel, the busiest time of day was starting. Red lanterns were lit, and a few girls welcomed guests.

Daytime vendors packed up, making way for the night stalls.

Ye Chen felt like a castrated rooster, utterly despondent, a gust of wind could’ve blown him away.

Absolutely frustrated by the girl, putting him through such torment, hopefully, she had cooled off by now. Please, come out. He didn’t know where else to look, wondering if a trafficker had lured her away. It was possible—if she was drunk and looked as pretty as she did, traffickers might have taken her.

At Yixiang Brothel, those flirtatious women, holding small fans, stood at the entrance of the first floor.

Suddenly a voice called out to Ye Chen, shouting, “Hey, isn’t that our Young Master Ye?”

Turning his head, the caller was Little Qian, whom he had visited almost every day for drinks a while back.

The girl, Little Qian, was quite attractive and had accompanied him several times.

Ye Chen looked up, forcing a smile and greeting her with a touch of shyness. Although they were acquainted, he still felt a bit awkward.

Little Qian, fan in hand, wafted her scent towards him. Few could resist her fragrance. She approached like an old friend. After all, Ye Chen had generously tipped her with silver during that time.

She grabbed Ye Chen’s arm. “Have you really forgotten me?”

Ye Chen replied, “No, aren’t you Little Qian.”

“Not bad, why the glum look, were you abandoned? It’s okay, come in and we’ll keep you company.”

“No thanks, I don’t have any silver on me today.” Of course, that was just an excuse.

“That girl last time, what’s her relationship to you, your wife?”

Ye Chen was truly tired and leaned against a stone lion, “Heh, I really do have urgent matters.”

Little Qian then stopped him and said, “Young Master Ye, something odd happened today. A young lad came specifically asking about you, wanting us to talk about what happened during that period of time. I don’t know if he’s a friend of yours.”

Ye Chen wondered, “A lad, asking about my business?”

“Right, even chatted with me. We found those who drank with you.”

“Talked about my affairs?”

“Yeah, he was asking us what you talked about those days. I was curious why someone would come here to ease their sadness, but then I realized she must be a girl in disguise because she doesn’t have an Adam’s apple, her body carries a scent, and her skin is tender, but she gave us quite a bit of reward, so we didn’t reveal her identity. These days, as long as there’s money, who cares if it’s a man or a woman who comes here.”

Looking over, Ye Chen seemed to suddenly become a bit more interested and asked, “Has she left? Where is she?”

“She probably hasn’t left yet. She’s in the room you often visit, but she’s pretty drunk now.”

After hearing that, Ye Chen’s spirits lifted a bit. Could it be Yun’er? He couldn’t think of anyone else. In a few strides, he entered the Yixiang Brothel without needing Little Qian to lead him, and he headed straight for the familiar room.

From outside, he could hear, “Tell me, what exactly did he cry about back then? It must have been like a little woman, right? You have to tell me everything, without holding back.”

Indeed, that was Yu Yun’s voice. Although she deliberately deepened it, Ye Chen could recognize it.

She was indeed approximately seventy percent drunk, almost at the point of dancing gracefully. Perhaps she had forgotten she was dressed as a man.

At that moment, Ye Chen exhaled in relief. Who would have thought that instead of drinking at the inn, she would come straight here? It was the last place anyone would expect.

But he quickly understood, she wasn’t just here to drink. She wanted to know what had happened to him during that time, what had unfolded here.

Guo Yuyun, groggy, saw Ye Chen enter and said coldly, “I must be dreaming.”

This damned girl, truly scaring someone to death. Ye Chen had searched for a whole day and was about to collapse.

“Is the guy you all talked about sitting across from me?” She probably thought she was hallucinating.

The girls that had been drinking with her quickly stood up, and Ye Chen waved them off, signaling them to leave.

Then Yu Yun shouted, “Hey, we haven’t finished cursing yet, how can you leave?”

The girls seemed to have figured out that the “young lad” was probably fond of the young man who had just walked in, and Little Qian, following behind Ye Chen, gestured for them to leave.

Suddenly, in the room, only Ye Chen and the crimson-faced, as drunk as a monkey, Guo Yuyun were left.

“Why did you come here?” Guo Yuyun deflated like a balloon.

“You’re asking me why I came here? Everyone is looking for you. Don’t you know how worried everyone is?”

To which Guo Yuyun retorted, “Why look for me? To keep hurting me? To rush me home? To pressure me into marriage?” She obviously said this for Ye Chen to hear and then continued to drink another cup of wine.

Hearing her words, Ye Chen felt a pang of distress.

“Drink with me.”

“You can’t drink anymore, let’s go back.”

“Just drink with me this once. Aren’t you all trying to get rid of me? Can’t you just indulge me this once to fulfill my wish? After this, there may be no other chances.” Guo Yuyun pushed his hand away.

Ye Chen could only sit down.

“Here, I’ll pour for you,” Guo Yuyun called out.

Looking at the girl, Ye Chen felt a surge of discomfort in his heart.

“If you want me to leave, then merrily drink with me this once. If I’m pleased, I’ll go.”

“Fine, those are your words.”

Ye Chen sat down opposite her.

“Right, that’s how a man should be,” Guo Yuyun continued, “I know how much suffering you went through during that period. Although it wasn’t all because of me, I was part of the reason. It seems we were not meant to be.”

Ye Chen also drank a cup.

“I really can’t accept it, truly. I just wanted to spend my life with you, no matter what we’d face in the future. I was willing. I wanted to live my life with you, nothing else mattered, and I tried so hard.” Tears started to flow.

“Yun’er…” Ye Chen didn’t know how to console her.

Yu Yun began to reminisce, “During the months I thought you had died, there was a time when I really wanted to follow you in death. Truly, believing you had died on Sky Mountain, if I had to choose, I would have preferred that you didn’t save me and that you were the one living. I kept dreaming of you, constantly feeling like you’ve never left me, staying by my side. I simply can’t forget, even when I agreed to marry Song Xizhi. I told Song Xizhi the same, that I might never forget you for the rest of my life. You are engraved in my blood.

He said it didn’t matter, and he told me not to force myself. As long as I kept a small place for him in my heart, one-tenth would suffice, and then I agreed to marry him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have.”