Xia Hongyu, however, paid no heed to these things. There was always a vague sense of unease in her heart, but the passersby on the road, especially the women, gave her some comfort.
Wen'Er was right: she was indeed a bit too sensitive.
Although Changping Square had many brothels, the Four Seasons Garden was not a mere brothel. It had everything, and the Xia Garden was renowned in the capital city for its banquets.
Many dignitaries often brought their families here for meals, so women coming and going was not unusual.
Xia Hongyu secretly mocked herself as she followed Cheng Wen'Er into the Xia Garden.
Here, the flowers were everywhere, the green trees offered shade, and remarkably, it was like this all year round. Even in the depths of winter, when snow was falling outside, inside, it remained a scene of summer.
This showed just how luxurious the Four Seasons Garden was.
"Miss Wen'Er, Miss Hongyu, over here!"
