“Young Master Lu, how could I be such a person? Miss Qingwan truly has a guest!” The madam, who had been in the business of entertaining guests for decades, naturally understood the importance of maintaining a harmonious atmosphere, and kept smiling, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
“Everyone knows that Miss Qingwan of Wan Qing Pavilion rarely sees guests. How is it that on my rare visit, I encounter her being occupied? Is it that my face, Lu Xuren’s, is not big enough, or has Wan Qing Pavilion changed its rules?” Lu Xuren put on a posture of not giving up until he saw her.
Surprisingly, this guy who usually seemed carefree now appeared quite imposing!
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Young Master’s Heroic Spirit Knows No Sorrow (5)
“Young Master Lu, please don’t be angry. Even with a hundred guts, I wouldn’t dare to lie to you. It’s not that Wan Qing Pavilion changed its rules, but that Prince Yi has booked Miss Qingwan before you!” Seeing Lu Xuren’s anger, the madam hurriedly revealed the truth.
“Prince Yi? Could it be Prince Yi Ye Luming from the Yi Prince’s Mansion?” Jie’er asked uncertainly.
“Miss, you’re joking. In our Fan Chen Kingdom, besides Prince Yi Ye Luming, who else could there be?” The madam covered her mouth with half a embroidered handkerchief and giggled.
Damn, so even that big ice block likes to visit brothels. Indeed, there’s not a cat that doesn’t steal!
Jie’er said regretfully, “Since Miss Qingwan is inconvenient, we won’t force the matter. It seems we can only wait for next time. Could you help us find a private room and serve some wine and dishes? We’ll have a few drinks with Young Master Lu and then leave.”
“Yes, yes, yes… Please follow me!” The madam’s face immediately brightened, leading the two towards the cabin at the back.
Lu Xuren stared thoughtfully at Jie’er, probably unused to her suddenly being so agreeable, certain that the girl must be hiding some scheme. Jie’er signaled him with her eyes to be patient, that the mystery would soon be revealed.
After the wine and dishes were served, Jie’er dismissed everyone and mysteriously leaned close to Lu Xuren’s ear, whispering, “You know the way to Miss Qingwan’s room, right?”
“You mean to…” Lu Xuren immediately saw through her intention. Not only did he not stop her, but he also smiled slyly, apparently quite approving of her suggestion. And so, they secretly made their way towards Miss Qingwan’s flower boat.
Miss Qingwan’s boat was located in the innermost part of Wan Qing Pavilion, named “Qingwan Small Residence”, an independent two-story pleasure boat. While other girls had just one room, she alone occupied an entire boat, showing her extraordinary status!
Ah, society is so realistic. Even courtesans have their hierarchy!
Before seeing her, they first heard her… but this sound was not what they expected…
As soon as they stepped onto Qingwan Small Residence’s deck, they heard the crisp sound of a zither. Though Jie’er didn’t understand zither music, she knew what sounded good. The saying “lingering for three days, never ceasing” came to life. However, the music carried an indescribable sadness, suggesting the player must have many sorrowful memories.
“Miss Qingwan’s zither skills are getting better and better!” The voice was none other than Ye Luming, that big ice block.
“As long as Your Highness likes it!” A soft, gentle voice followed, making listeners feel a full-body tingling, as comfortable as a spring breeze. Even as a woman, Jie’er couldn’t help but be intoxicated, let alone those hot-blooded men.
Alas! Such women are born to bewitch men…
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Young Master’s Heroic Spirit Knows No Sorrow (6)
Jie’er and Lu Xuren hid behind a large potted plant on the deck. The wind-blown, blooming flower branches concealed their figures, forming a natural barrier.
The cabin’s red gauze curtains gently swayed, partially blocking their view, so they couldn’t clearly see the zither player’s appearance. But just from her voice, they could imagine what a beauty she must be.
No wonder Ye Luming had forgotten his own wife. With such a stunning, enchanting woman by his side, who would remember the plain-faced wife at home?
“Tsk, men are indeed no good,” Jie’er couldn’t help but sigh. This utterance immediately drew the attention of the two inside.
“Who’s there?” A voice like ice arrows shot from Ye Luming’s mouth.
As soon as the words fell, a figure quietly approached. Jie’er looked up to meet his cold eyes radiating danger, involuntarily shivering and unconsciously stepping back.
- But she forgot that she was now standing on the deck, with cold river water behind her. By the time she realized it, it was too late, and she fell into the river at lightning speed.
- At the moment of falling, Jie’er couldn’t help but curse: Damn, do I have a grudge against water or something!
- Once again surrounded by river water from all directions, Jie’er’s breathing became difficult. Remembering the similar feeling after bungee jumping, a thought flashed through her mind: This time, she wouldn’t travel back to modern times again, right? No way, she hasn’t had enough fun yet!!!
- “Your Highness” she vaguely heard someone exclaim from the shore, followed by the sound of someone falling into the water. Someone must have jumped in to save her, right? But she couldn’t confirm this, as her consciousness was gradually slipping away.
- “Miss, miss?” Ugh, so noisy!
- Jie’er lifted the thin blanket, glaring at the maid by the bed with an unfriendly expression, angrily threatening: “I’m telling you, Die’er, stop buzzing like a mosquito. If you dare to disturb my sleep again, I’ll sell you to Wan Qing Pavilion!” She had always hated being disturbed while sleeping, why couldn’t this girl learn?
- “Miss, what is Wan Qing Pavilion?” The little maid asked innocently.
- Jie’er explained impatiently: “Where, where, it’s the place I just went to!” Then she suddenly realized something and quickly stopped talking.
- Wait, something’s not right. She clearly remembered falling into the water, so how did she end up back at Hanxi Residence? Did Lu Xurhan bring her back?
- “Woo, no, Die’er knows she was wrong, please don’t send Die’er to the brothel!” The little maid’s face turned pale with fear, and she cried and begged for mercy.
- “Looks like you’re in good spirits,” a cold, sarcastic voice came from behind Die’er.
- Damn, when did someone else enter her room?
- Jie’er looked towards the source of the voice and saw Ye Lüsheng sitting coldly by the table, casually playing with a teacup, exuding an atmosphere of impending storm.
- The scene of yesterday’s failed peeping and subsequent drowning immediately appeared in her mind. It seemed he was here to settle scores. Jie’er swallowed nervously and awkwardly met his predatory gaze, “Hehe, why is Your Highness here?”
- “Looks like you remember everything now?” He slightly curled his lips, and his demon-like smile made Jie’er feel a chill. He was indeed more attractive when not smiling.
- “You… should have something to explain to me…” Before his words finished, he was already by the bed, and the smile on his face disappeared, returning to his initial cold expression, as if the previous smile was just an illusion.
- Oh God, how terrifying this man was! Who would save her?!
Dizzy, her fangirl syndrome is acting up again!!!
Realizing her own gaffe, Jie’er quickly withdrew her drooling gaze and retorted sarcastically: “Your Highness, don’t misunderstand. I was just making a comparison. We are at most just strangers living under the same roof, right?!”
“Is that so? Do you really think that?” Ye Lüsheng’s face suddenly stiffened, the original smile gradually fading and turning iron-blue, half-narrowing his eyes and glaring at her fiercely.
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Color Not Seductive, People Self-Infatuated (1)
