Qin Mu checked her pulse and said, "Four months ago when sister was cultivating, did a side stitch hit you? It was a problem from then."
Fu Qingyun nodded her head repeatedly, "A side stitch did hit me once. I thought it was a small problem, therefore, I didn't put it to heart."
Unknowingly the night had fallen and the decorative lanterns were raised in the capital city, brightening it like daytime. The so-called flower street and willow alley were where famous scholars of capital city would frequent. There were also high officials and noble persons that would usually visit at night. Flower Alley wasn't only a place to sell bodies. The later at night it got, the more they weren't selling their bodies but their arts. The beauties of Flower Alley knew the four arts and could sing, dance and recite poems. This could extremely touch the hearts of nobles.
