The Jiao Fang Si, affiliated with the Ministry of Rites, was simply put, a state-run brothel!,Zhu Ying stepped forward and took Li Wan'er's hand, softly comforting her: "Wan'er, don't be afraid, I'm here!","The water isn't processed well, it smells fishy!" Zhu Ying cursed after finishing her meal, looking at the plate of almost-finished braised beef tripe. She instantly looked disgusted!。