Yu Siqiao, what's happening here?
Xuanyuan Yichuan noticed the change in Mo Shu's gaze, looked over, and said, "It's the Prince Consort."
Mo Shu knew, of course!
She's not blind!
She glanced at the woman getting closer to Yu Siqiao, her face growing darker, and said, "Who is that?"
Xuanyuan Yichuan glanced at the Oiran beside Yu Siqiao and said, "Seems like the Oiran."
"Oiran?"
"Yes, the First Beauty of Zuimeng Building. It's said many have spent lavishly just for a long night of conversation with her."
"A long night of conversation?" Mo Shu sneered, "In a brothel, and they still want a long night of conversation?"
Saying this, Mo Shu coldly glanced in Yu Siqiao's direction and said, "Said he was out for business today, turns out he's here for prostitution."
Turning around, Mo Shu looked around and noticed that many men around were staring at the so-called Oiran.
Suddenly remembering, she said, "Right, I heard that whoever wins today can have a night with this beauty..."
