Xu Yuan's words were met with silence from Zhou Chen.
He knew very well what should be said and what should not, especially concerning the Prime Minister's family affairs; it was best to keep his mouth shut.
For a moment, both of them fell silent.
Xu Yuan's gaze fixed on the barefooted young ladies dancing gracefully on the stage in the hall, his mind pondering over this younger sister of his.
He certainly knew of the Fourth Miss from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
One of the heroines of "Cangyuan Chronicles," Xu Xinyao.
However, Xu Yuan's impression of Xu Xinyao had remained essentially the same as in his previous life, and he hadn't deliberately combed through the original body's memories until just then.
Yes.
When Xu Yuan cursed Xu Xinyao as a 'cheap woman' just now, it was entirely because he felt like cursing, with no ulterior motives, all emotion.
In his previous life, as an observer with a god's perspective, he was quite indifferent towards this female protagonist.
But, reminded by Zhou Chen, Xu Yuan began to search his mind for information about this younger sister of his.
The memories were mostly incomplete and fuzzy, but he could roughly piece together the pattern of their interactions.
Their relationship could only be described as terribly poor at the moment.
This was in no way surprising to Xu Yuan.
Given his original self's disposition, it would have been abnormal for their relationship to be good.
However, it's worth mentioning that their relationship as children was rather decent.
Even from what he could remember, as a child, he seemed to have had a secret crush on this adoptive sister of his.
The kind of crush that's deep to the bone.
Because of Xu Xinyao's gentle and kind nature from an early age.
Outshined by his two elder brothers, the mediocre Xu Changtian grew up introverted.
However, because he had the comfort of his brothers during his childhood, his introversion wasn't all that apparent.
But as Xu Changge and Xu Chang'an reached the age for tying their hair up and went out to travel, his introversion became more pronounced.
Fortunately, he had Xu Xinyao, his younger sister, who was willing to stick by his side consistently.
To put it more artistically,
She was like the softest light in his heart.
But even such a soft light gradually turned into a searchlight as they grew up.
It was so harsh that his original self couldn't open his eyes.
And, most critically, after two years, this light also left.
After Xu Xinyao's interest and talent in formations were discovered, she was asked by their father whether she wanted to go out to learn more about this field.
The original self begged her not to go, but she still left.
The original self, still a child, took this as a betrayal.
The subsequent events unfolded just as Xu Yuan had previously recalled.
The original self became completely autistic.
By the time Xu Xinyao returned, having completed her studies, Xu Changtian had changed entirely.
Seeing her naturally quiet third brother gradually turn bad, the kind-hearted Xu Xinyao tried to stop him.
But who was Xu Changtian?
A man not even his own brothers could rein in with a whip, let alone be persuaded by the words of an adoptive sister?
The results of her attempts were often complaints by Xu Xinyao, and after Xu Changge returned from his travels, the original body would be hoisted up and beaten.
The personality of the original self, now completely distorted, placed all the blame on Xu Xinyao's head.
He began to attack her background, calling her a bastard and even resorting to physical violence against her.
At first, Xu Xinyao's kindness didn't allow her to give up on this third brother of hers, but she couldn't bear his increasingly twisted nature.
As his actions in the Imperial Capital became more outrageous and unrestrained, the relationship between the siblings gradually fell apart completely.
In less than a decade, the relationship between them was nearly at the point of not speaking a single word to each other….
As the memories came to an end, a hint of regret surfaced in Xu Yuan's eyes, but soon, this sentiment turned playful.
Xu Xinyao, a perfect heroine indeed.
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But when Xu Yuan played "Cangyuan Chronicles" in his previous life, he could never bring himself to like this Fourth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Now, with the original body's memories, Xu Yuan's view of her had somewhat changed.
As a leading female character in "Cangyuan Chronicles," Xu Xinyao was qualified.
After an unexpected acquaintance in the early stage, she provided the protagonist controlled by Xu Yuan with a lot of material assistance.
Initially, Xu Yuan actually quite liked her.
After all, who doesn't love a wealthy woman?
There are quite a few emotional plotlines in "Cangyuan Chronicles" that Xu Xinyao's character could follow through.
Meet, adventure, and eventually fall in love.
Meet, love and hate intertwining, and eventually fall in love.
Meet, hero saves the beauty, adventure, and eventually fall in love.
From the perspective of the protagonist, Xu Xinyao really was perfect.
Beyond being wealthy, she was gentle and kind, empathetic, and even possessed the strength in the field of Formation that could help the protagonist.
But the problem was,
Back then, Xu Yuan not only could embody the perspective of the protagonist, he also had a god's eye view of the characters in "Cangyuan Chronicles."
As her identity was gradually revealed, Xu Yuan started to feel indifferent about her character.
In many of the world lines in "Cangyuan Chronicles," when the Prime Minister's Mansion's situation began to collapse and head towards decline due to the protagonist's interference, many chose to betray their old father for the sake of their own self-interest or for the longing to survive.
In these world lines, among those traitors, there was the esteemed Fourth Miss of the mansion, Xu Xinyao.
Even,
In some world lines, her betrayal played a pivotal role.
Xu Yuan always believed that everyone had their own set of behavioral logic for doing things.
Due to the imperfection of humans, this logic could have conflicting areas or double standards, but whatever they did had to come from their own standpoint.
And Xu Xinyao completely abandoned her own standpoint.
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Because she felt the protagonist was on the side of justice, because she thought her adoptive father's actions caused the suffering of all living beings.
Therefore, she chose to destroy kinship for righteousness.
Very noble, very upright, very filial.
"….."
As his thoughts reached this point, Xu Yuan somewhat wanted to laugh, but after chuckling twice, he shook his head slightly.
What the rest of the Dayan Empire was really like, Xu Yuan had not yet visited, so he was unclear.
But in "Cangyuan Chronicles," this world had long been roiling with undercurrents.
The Barbarian Tribes to the north, the Ancient Abyss to the southwest, and the Sects within the Imperial Dayan—many forces had already become restless.
Xu Xinyao, as the fourth miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion, knew these things.
But she sought a method that could reconcile all parties without resorting to force.
She thought, and she also acted.
In many world lines, she continuously strived for this, but regrettably, her efforts always ended up as a joke.
Because in this chess game destined for great chaos, her father was the first to make a move.
Like the collapse of faith.
She began to struggle,
She began to be conflicted,
She…
chose to betray.
Betrayal…..
Xu Yuan exhaled a long breath, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
Indeed, no matter how attractive she was in his memory, he just couldn't come to like this woman.
He wasn't asking her to abandon her beliefs to help, but at the very least, she could have stayed neutral and helped neither side, right?
Anyone could betray the Prime Minister, but you, Fourth Miss Xu Xinyao, could not.
It was he who gave you a home when you were most helpless.
It was he who lifted you from hunger to the clouds, provided you with the best education, the best material things, the best of everything he could offer.
Favor nurtured outweighs favor birthed, not a birth father yet better than one, not a birth mother yet more than one, elder brother and second brother treated you as their own.
And yet,
You chose to stab them in their most vulnerable spot at a time they least expected.
///39///
Offense Some people's hearts are broad enough to encompass the entire world, while others' are so narrow that they can only hold themselves.
Xu Yuan never considered himself to be the former, nor did he think of himself as the latter; his heart was neither too large nor too small, just enough to hold those who were important to him.
He was just an ordinary person.
To repay kindness with kindness, and enmity with vengeance, was all that he thought to be fairly reasonable.
If one were to disregard the god-like perspective that foresaw the chaos destined to engulf the world, perhaps he could understand Xu Xinyao's actions.
Her words were not just empty talk; she had always been acting on them and striving for them.
But her final choice unmistakably amounted to repaying kindness with betrayal.
If at the end of the story, after her father and brothers were all dead, Xu Xinyao had chosen to end her own life cleanly to repay the nurturing kindness, then the indifference or even revulsion that Xu Yuan had built up for this character in the previous plot would probably have vanished.
But she didn't.
Feeling guilty, she went on to live a happy life hand in hand with the main character of the story.
Because of this, he felt indifferent.
…
…
"Third Young Master…
Third Young Master?
Third Young Master!"
"…."
The voice from beside him slowly brought Xu Yuan back from his thoughts, and he turned to look, only to see Zhou Chen watching him with a grin:
"You look a bit pale…
are you thinking about what just happened?"
Changtian had specifically instructed them to keep an eye on the Third Young Master.
The news that the Third Young Master, previously known for his volatile nature, looked unwell because of killing someone who had offended him, was indeed thought-provoking.
"What just happened?"
Xu Yuan glanced at him, but just then noticed several Protectors carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth from the room they had just come from, looking over nervously in his direction as they passed.
Xue Yong seemed to be dead.
Although Xu Yuan had not given a direct order to kill, the man's death was expected.
Ordering a murder for the first time, he actually felt a bit uneasy psychologically.
However, Xu Yuan just nonchalantly shook his head:
"Sort of.
You mentioned that wretch, which reminded me of some past events."
After saying that, he offered no further explanation and turned his gaze towards the stage inside the hall.
While he had been lost in thought, the dancers on the stage had changed.
Now, a pair of beautiful twins was dancing, both remarkably similar in appearance.
Perhaps it was due to the artistic design of "Cangyuan Chronicles," the ancient costumes of this world had a certain style of his previous life.
The two women were both dressed in pink bras and long skirts with high slits, thin waists and jade legs, floating long sleeves.
Just enough to captivate the soul.
Zhou Chen saw where Xu Yuan's gaze was directed and suddenly chuckled mischievously:
"Third Young Master, have you recovered well?"
"Mhm," Xu Yuan did not deny.
Based on the extent of the organ malady he had sensed before, Xu Yuan originally thought it would take at least a year or half to slowly recover, but, as it turned out, it took less than a month.
It could be due to the Blood Power Technique, or perhaps because of his current constitution.
Zhou Chen grinned upon hearing this, scooting a little closer with his wine gourd and lowering his voice:
"Third Young Master, these sisters Ziye and Zihua are quite something.
I watch them dance here every day.
The elder sister's waist, the younger sister's legs, tsk tsk…
Although they're pricey, definitely worth the expense."
"How about it, Third Young Master?
Would you like to invite them up?"
"…."
Xu Yuan frowned slightly, staring at Zhou Chen with a bit of speechlessness.
Familiarity was one thing, but this expert was just too shameless.
This top floor of Zuixian Pavilion, once reserved, came with many pretty and beautiful maids by default, and indeed, one could call for the courtesans from the rooms below to come up.
But calling these courtesans up from the rooms required an extra fee.
And just as depicted in conventional novels, these courtesans with their own rooms from the ninth to eleventh floors had a certain degree of autonomy, and Zuixian Pavilion would prioritize their own wishes.
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However, due to Xu Yuan's status, their willingness became somewhat immaterial.
Ordinary heirs and young masters could also do this, but most would not choose to, for it would damage their reputations.
But did he, Xu Yuan, Xu Changtian, need to worry about damaging his reputation?
Not to mention the courtesans, even if it involved the higher-status courtesans from the twelfth floor, or even having the matron herself, still oozing with charm, come to serve him in his bed, there was no room for negotiation.
It just means paying more money.
I could just steal more paintings, calligraphy, and antiques from home to sell, and if worst comes to worst, there's still a heap of manuscripts left by my cheap old father from his days of practicing calligraphy in the study.
The manuscripts of the Prime Minister in the calligraphy circle are considered solid currency; those rich merchants and officials who feign refinement all covet such items.
With a smile, Xu Yuan uttered a light chuckle,
"Mr.
Zhou, as I said, I have no interest in being your compatriot."
Zhou Chen, clearly disappointed, smacked his lips and muttered under his breath,
"Can't I use my connections if I don't become compatriots with you…"
"….." Xu Yuan.
Noticing the slight twitch at the corner of Xu Yuan's eye, Zhou Chen coughed lightly, his gaze mischievous, and he chuckled,
"Cough, Third Young Master, surely you won't abstain from the pleasures of women and subject yourself to an ascetic life, right?
That doesn't seem like you at all~"
"Ascetic life?"
Xu Yuan murmured softly to himself, then looked down at his own palm without responding, and instead softly asked,
"Mr.
Zhou, may I inquire about your cultivation talent?"
"Ah?"
Zhou Chen seemed surprised by Xu Yuan's sudden question, but after a pause, he answered,
"I was born with ninety-six of the one hundred twenty-seven meridians already open, and my will-spirit is also of superior strength."
As he spoke,
he stroked his stubble and grinned,
"I suppose that would make me a genius."
"In that case, Mr.
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अगर सोने से पहले 1 चम्मच पिएं, तो हफ्ते में 7 किलो वजन घटेगा।
Zhou truly is a genius."
"Hehe, it's decent," Zhou Chen said with a wave of his hand, all smiles.
But Xu Yuan did not smile; after a light compliment, he suddenly asked with a gaze fixed on Zhou Chen's smiling face,
"Since you dare to call yourself a genius, Mr.
Zhou, have you made any progress in your cultivation lately?"
"…." Zhou Chen.
Eye contact, silence.
If Zhou Chen had indeed reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and could not progress, then Xu Yuan's remarks were naked mockery.
"…."
And as expected, Xu Yuan's words caused Zhou Chen's smile to gradually stiffen and then vanish.
Clearly,
Zhou Chen's cultivation had indeed hit a bottleneck, and he had been troubled by it for a long time.
Zhou Chen's originally languid eyes grew contemplative at the Third Young Master's mockery.
Xu Yuan's gaze grew colder as they looked at each other.
After a long stare, Xu Yuan said,
"Zhou Chen, you need not look at me that way.
To have reached this point, you surely are not a naturally indolent person, yet now you indulge yourself in such excess daily; it's not difficult to deduce you're struggling with a bottleneck."
It was the first time Xu Yuan had called Zhou Chen by his name.
And with those words,
Xu Yuan's narrow eyes slowly narrowed:
"I have spent more than two months with Ran Qingmo, and she is cultivating ceaselessly."
"Zhou Chen, I am curious."
Xu Yuan's eyes displayed a fitting trace of sarcasm called curiosity:
"If you could cultivate without bottlenecks like Ran Qingmo, would you still indulge yourself the way you do now?"
After the words fell,
Zhou Chen understood Xu Yuan's meaning and fell silent.
The noise and bustle below, the stark cold silence above.
Xu Yuan stared into Zhou Chen's eyes and said word by word,
"Zhou Chen, answer me."
"…."
Zhou Chen's eyes flickered for a moment, then he lowered his gaze and bowed slightly with a clasped fist,
"Third Young Master, I was impertinent just now."
///40///
Knocking Although Xu Yuan had seemingly been getting along well with Zhou Chen these days, with Zhou Chen readily answering any questions about cultivation, Xu Yuan knew deep down Zhou Chen still looked down on him.
It showed in many small ways.
He would address him as 'Third Young Master,' yet, as a bodyguard, he entered Xu Yuan's room without ever knocking.
When they spoke, Zhou Chen never bothered to hide the smell of alcohol on his breath,
and there was even one time, out of curiosity about the construction of top-tier treasures like the Sumeru Ring, Zhou Chen had the audacity to ask if he could borrow it from Xu Yuan to study it.
Zhou Chen said he just wanted to study it and wouldn't dare to keep it for himself.
After all, Xu Changge knew that Xu Yuan possessed the Sumeru Ring.
If Zhou Chen dared to keep it, he would have to die.
But the problem was that the Sumeru Ring was a private treasure, containing all sorts of personal belongings.
Asking to borrow it was akin to knowing someone's wife was bathing alone at home and asking for the house keys.
Xu Yuan didn't lend it and appropriately reprimanded Zhou Chen, yet Zhou Chen later brought it up again half-jokingly.
So many incidents like this, too numerous to count.
Today, Zhou Chen suddenly took action to resolve the issue with Xue Yong for him.
Xu Yuan initially thought Zhou Chen had changed.
Because of the expenses of the last two weeks' hospitality, because of his own grinding cultivation over the past month, he thought Zhou Chen had come to view him differently.
But the outcome was that afterward, Zhou Chen was still the same as ever.
He came over with a big, boozy grin, chatting about women, then expected Xu Yuan to help him summon a few courtesans.
Xu Yuan was beginning to lose his patience.
He once again deeply understood the plight of the original Xu Yuan and why he had become so sensitive and irritable.
Xu Yuan had initially intended to bear it and, like in his previous life, first make some achievements, slowly establish his own prestige, and then gradually deal with these subordinates.
But after careful consideration, he suddenly realized that his identity and cultivation physique meant he didn't have to be overly polite to Zhou Chen, the Great Grandmaster.
So, Xu Yuan began to play off the word 'arduous cultivation.'
Zhou Chen's dismissive tone seemed to imply, "You, a worthless scion, surely can't keep this up, so stop pretending."
Xu Yuan thus mocked Zhou Chen for the pot calling the kettle black.
The original Xu Yuan had given up on cultivation due to blocked meridians and an almost crippled soul cultivation, while you, Zhou Chen, started indulging yourself after hitting a bottleneck and making no progress.
What's the difference between the two?
What right do you have to stand here and ridicule with such bombast?
If I, with my current physique, want to start cultivating again, is there a problem?
Xu Yuan's intentions were clear.
One was to give Zhou Chen a thorough wake-up call.
Two was to find an excuse to focus on cultivation.
Three was to change others' entrenched perception of him, and little by little establish his own authority in the eyes of these family retainers and guest elders.
There's a complete difference between subordinates who obey in appearance but act contrary in secret and those who are wholeheartedly diligent.
In his previous life, the worst that could happen with employees who paid lip service was a project delay or failure; but now, these guest elders and family retainers' lip service could potentially cost him his life.
That being said,
Zhou Chen's reaction did indeed surprise Xu Yuan.
He thought the Great Grandmaster would storm off due to loss of face, yet Zhou Chen actually bowed his head and admitted his error.
On second thought, it made sense,
Zhou Chen's submission was due to the scolding he'd just received, but also due to Xu Yuan's status and the limitless potential of the Innate Taoist Body.
Xu Yuan gazed deeply at the bowing and clasped hands of Zhou Chen.
If the situation was wrong, he could immediately acknowledge his mistake and lower his stance, which was commendable.
But…
huh.
Xu Yuan remained silent, quietly staring at the Grandmaster.
"..."
Zhou Chen maintained his bow and clasped hands, his face hung low with an expression of crushed ego.
The other's words suddenly made him realize something.
The previous Third Young Master had no future.
As a failed cultivator, dealing with a futureless Third Young Master with perfunctory effort was fine.
But now the Third Young Master had become an Innate Taoist Body thanks to a fortuitous encounter.
And yet he had been treating the current Third Young Master with his old attitude.
If the Third Young Master truly had a change of heart, with the innate talent of the Innate Taoist Body and the resources of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the present Third Young Master could very well become the next Xu Changge.
Moreover, he might grow even faster.
Breaking through the Ninth Grade in just over half a month…
In a few years, once his cultivation develops, with the Third Young Master's vengeful nature….
"….." Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen truly wanted to give himself a harsh slap.
Habits, indeed, could be deadly…
The silence at the top continued,
Xu Yuan calmly observed Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen maintained a deep bow, his fists clasped.
Watching as the other party stubbornly refused to speak, impatience gradually emerged in Xu Yuan's eyes.
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A smart man, but not particularly clever.
Since you've realized the situation, I've endured you for half a month, and you think you can just sidestep the issue without offering anything in return?
Zhou Chen, with his cultivation, naturally sensed the change in Xu Yuan's expression; his face went through several changes before he gritted his teeth:
"Third Young Master…
You have just entered Ninth Grade, and I have yet to show my respect.
This is a modest gift I've prepared especially for you."
As he spoke, he reached into his bosom and pulled out a small jade bottle.
"….."
Xu Yuan was somewhat disappointed at the sight.
He didn't want things.
What he wanted was Zhou Chen himself.
At the very least, there should be some promises of assistance, right?
As his thoughts flickered, Xu Yuan knew he was being too greedy.
Even his elder brother hadn't been so impressive as to fully satisfy a Great Grandmaster at Ninth Grade.
Gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked at Zhou Chen again.
Zhou Chen's face was a picture of pain.
He closed his eyes and, with a push of his hand, presented the jade bottle in front of Xu Yuan:
"This is called Eliminating Essence Powder."
Eliminating Essence Powder?
Xu Yuan glanced at the jade bottle.
Some bluish-gray crystal powder was finely sprinkled at the bottom of the bottle.
In this world, not all medicines existed in the form of pills; they could also be liquid, solid, powder, or even gaseous.
With a brief recollection, he remembered the use of this substance.
It was a fine thing.
A top-tier body tempering medicine, simply pour it into the bath when bathing, suitable for any grade; even he, who had just entered Ninth Grade, could use it to warm the meridians and temper the body, laying the groundwork in advance for entering Sixth Grade with an Iron Body.
As a medicine beneficial to a Great Grandmaster's cultivation, this Eliminating Essence Powder would be worth tens of thousands if sold on the market.
For Zhou Chen, it must have been costly.
The corners of Xu Yuan's mouth curled slightly.
He raised his hand and took the spirit powder from Zhou Chen's hand, playing with it in his palm.
At this moment, Zhou Chen also raised his gaze, his eyes fixed on the jade bottle in Xu Yuan's hand, filled with reluctance and pain.
Suddenly, Xu Yuan turned his eyes toward him.Their gazes met.
"…." Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen put on a strained smile and cheerfully said:
"Third Young Master, with your Ninth Grade cultivation, you only need to pour a little into your bath when bathing….
Huh?"
Before he could finish, the jade bottle was tossed back by Xu Yuan.
Zhou Chen hurriedly caught the precious bottle, looking somewhat astonished.
He subconsciously thought the Third Young Master didn't recognize its value.
Xu Yuan merely glanced at him and turned to leave, leaving behind a remark:
"It's not easy to break through the bottleneck with martial prowess alone; Zhou Chen, keep the Eliminating Essence Powder for your own use."
"…." Zhou Chen.
A moment of silence,
A flash crossed Zhou Chen's eyes, then he suddenly grinned, clasping his fists in appreciation:
"Thank you for your kindness, Third Young Master."
"….."
Xu Yuan did not respond and continued downstairs with steady steps.
After a pause,
Zhou Chen quickly followed behind.
Sometimes, it's harmless to be a bit shameless.
Walking by Xu Yuan's side, Zhou Chen returned to his earlier mannerisms, now without a trace of drunkenness, jovially asking:
"Third Young Master, are you going for cultivation?
I am currently unoccupied and could assist you in your cultivation."
"Assist in cultivation?" Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, hearing this term for the first time.
Zhou Chen explained with a smile: "It is a trait of my cultivation technique.
I can use my will-spirit to refine the surrounding Origin Qi before gathering it around you, and you only need to keep refining it."
"Is that so?" Xu Yuan looked at Zhou Chen.
"Of course."
Zhou Chen, unabashed: "Does the Third Young Master have any need for it?"
"Hmm…
Not for the time being."
"Huh?
Then Third Young Master, you are…"
"If I'm heading downstairs, it's obviously to see the madam."
"….." Zhou Chen.
Xu Yuan stood still, turning his gaze to Zhou Chen with a somewhat amused expression, matter-of-factly:
"Tomorrow, there will be an Oiran making her debut at the Zuixian Pavilion."
///41///
The Profligate Zhou Chen felt quite foolish, really.
He had actually thought that the Third Young Master, this ghost of lust, would abstain from women for the sake of asceticism.
But this probably was the Third Young Master after all.
With a slight bow, Zhou Chen asked softly,
"Third Young Master, do you need me to accompany you?"
Standing at the top of the stairs, Xu Yuan looked back with a smile and said,
"Mr.
Zhou, didn't you want the sisters Ziye and Zihua just now?"
Xu Yuan was always generous to capable people.
He was not short of money.
"…." Zhou Chen's eyelids twitched.
Xu Yuan patted his shoulder, laughing heartily,
"Let's go, I've already notified the madam to wait for us downstairs."
Zhou Chen was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "Then I should thank the Third Young Master in advance."
Having said that, he followed Xu Yuan down the stairs.
…
Descending, a faint scent permeated Zuixian Pavilion.
This scent was slightly intoxicating, likely a product of medicine refining with a subtle aphrodisiac effect upon closer sensation.
Passing by countless flirting ladies, occasionally seeing some young lords in neat clothes standing at the doorstep of the private rooms, bidding a lingering farewell to the courtesans inside.
Some naive courtesans, upon seeing Xu Yuan descending from the top floor, would even take the initiative to approach, engage in playful banter, and seduce him in a subtle manner.
The Third Young Master, well-known for being easy to swindle.
It was said among the sisters that if they served him well, sometimes the Third Young Master would toss out a hundred Patterned Silvers at a time.
The courtesans who owned rooms in Zuixian Pavilion were all top-notch in appearance and physique, and Xu Yuan enjoyed flirting with these ladies.
Food and sex are human nature; once in this place of flowers, there's no need for pretense or disguise.
By the time they had reached the back hall on the ground floor, Xu Yuan's clothing had already picked up a fair amount of rouge and fragrance.
Outside the back hall of Zuixian Pavilion were several large courtyards where the madam and several top-ranking Oiran of the pavilion lived.
These Oiran possessed immense autonomy, not only in terms of looks but also well-versed in poetry and music, often hosting poetry and music events at Zuixian Pavilion.
To be their guest, one had to be rich, willing to spend generously, handsome, and talented.
It was they who chose the guests, not the other way around.
Old marketing tactics, yes, but these Elegant-loving lords happened to adore just that.
The courtyard area behind Zuixian Pavilion was extensive; calling it a courtyard did it a disservice, it was more of a garden.
Each Oiran's residence was built to the standard that could host a poetry and music event.
Pavilions, towers, vast lakes, a picture of luxury.
But this was normal; without a touch of extravagance, how would they get these young lords to splurge?
However, compared to these Oiran's quarters, the residence where the madam stayed seemed a bit small.
Nothing more than a standard villa.
Upon reaching the madam's courtyard door, Xu Yuan walked right in without knocking.
He could have knocked, but there was no need.
Artificial hills and ponds, babbling streams, stone benches and tables, a scene brimming with birdsong and floral fragrance, rather tasteful.
It seemed the noise at the entrance had been heard for, from inside the house, a chuckling voice immediately came out:
"Oh my, the Third Young Master has come so early, and I'm not even presentable yet~"
The tone carried a somewhat seductive charm uniquely found in the land of pleasures.
As she said this, a voluptuous woman walked out of the house, golden hairpins in her hair and a simple beige dress that wrapped her ripe figure.
Xu Yuan remembered this madam, called Madam Yue, a formidable woman.
The original body couldn't even match her for three moves.
After Madam Yue came out, her smiling gaze first swept over Xu Yuan, then took a deep look at Zhou Chen behind him, the corners of her lips still holding a smile,
"Third Young Master, you sent Jiu girl to inform me, is there anything you need?
If it's for two, this old body of mine…"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen revealed an amused smile.
But Xu Yuan cut her off directly:
"Two things."
Her words interrupted, Madam Yue wasn't the slightest bit annoyed; with a shift of her seductive steps, she came close to the two men, sat down and replied with a laugh,
"You say, this lady is listening."
"First, send Ziye and Zihua to the top floor."
"Oh my, that..that would depend on the wishes of these two daughters of mine…"
Madam Yue prattled on but after glancing at Xu Yuan, she changed her tune and laughed, "Since the Third Young Master requires it, we'll disregard the rules.
Please wait, I'll make the arrangements immediately.
I just don't know what the Second Young Master's second matter is?"
Xu Yuan shook his head with a smile, moved to sit at a stone bench in the courtyard, tapped the stone table, and said with a narrowed smile,
"The second matter is, send your new Oiran at Zuixian Pavilion to my room."
Madam Yue's eyes flickered for a moment, then she gracefully sat across from Xu Yuan, tucked in her skirts, and cooed,
"Third Young Master, there will be a poetry event tomorrow night in the Bamboo Garden.
My daughter will naturally appear there, why the urgency at this moment~"
"A poetry event?" murmured Xu Yuan.
"Yes, at that time, my other daughters from this courtyard will also go there to support.
You could shine and win all their hearts then.
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Why the rush~" Madam Yue attempted to refuse politely.
Xu Yuan listened intently before rapping his knuckles on the table again and smiling:
"Just tell me how much silver."
A flicker of helplessness crossed Madam Yue's eyes as she hurriedly said:
"Third Young Master, it's not about the silver.
The invitations for my daughter's coming-of-age ceremony have already been sent out, and my daughter is a Qing courtesan, so it comes down to her own wishes."
Xu Yuan frowned slightly and stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, silent for a long while:
"So, you're saying there's no room for discussion?"
Madam Yue's smile remained undiminished as she gracefully took a seat beside Xu Yuan, draping an arm over his and gently caressing his thigh:
"Third Young Master, please calm down.
How about this?
Regardless of the outcome of tomorrow's poetry contest, I will arrange for you to meet my daughter.
Would that be acceptable?"
Xu Yuan glanced at Madam Yue's ample bosom and silently withdrew his hand.
Madam Yue sat up straight, still smiling, her eyes curving as she watched Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan's own gaze revealed a trace of contemplation.
Participate in the poetry contest…
He carefully recalled those poems from his past life that had been passed down through the ages.
Hmm…
it seemed like a decent proposal.
He might be able to pull off this pretense.
But as the thought crossed his mind, Xu Yuan subtly shook his head.
He was now Xu Changtian.
Poetry and lyrics?
He didn't know squat!
To expect someone who couldn't even write a limerick to suddenly produce timeless verses?
Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan retrieved a 10,000-silver note from the Sumeru Ring and slapped it on the stone table.
Madam Yue's pupils slightly contracted.
She was astonished not only by the 10,000-silver note but also by the ring on Xu Yuan's finger.
Xu Yuan ignored the shock in Madam Yue's eyes, focusing on her:
"Last time I'm asking, will you send her, or not?"
10,000 silver for an Oiran's favor was already a hefty sum, even exorbitant.
Even for sisters like Ziye and Zihua combined, one night would cost only about forty silver, and selecting one individually might only be fifteen or so.
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At Zuixian Pavilion's top floor price of a hundred silver for one night, most people would chip in for gatherings, only someone as extravagant as Xu Yuan would reside there long-term.
Sums of several tens of thousands of Patterned Silver for an Oiran's favor only existed in illustrated books.
Madam Yue took a glance at the 10,000-silver note and pursed her lips with a pitiful charm:
"Third Young Master, all the invitations have already been sent out.
Can't you wait a little longer?"
Given the Third Young Master's historically eager behavior, maybe he would increase the offer.
If he had the Sumeru Ring, he could certainly add more.
After a moment of silence,
Xu Yuan promptly put away the 10,000-silver note and instead laid three 1,000-silver notes on the table, then walked out, saying to Zhou Chen:
"Mr.
Zhou, accompany me to Bamboo Grove."
"Ah, sure thing…"
Zhou Chen agreed, his face showing his anticipation for the drama as he glanced at Madam Yue and silently followed Xu Yuan.
The Third Young Master could have taken her by force, offering 10,000 silver yet she refused it…
heh.
"…."
Madam Yue watched the stone table with three 1,000-silver notes on it and called out with an ingratiating smile to Xu Yuan's departing figure:
"Ah~ Since the Third Young Master is so fond of my daughter, if you insist on 10,000, then 10,000 it is."
The stream babbled, the courtyard quiet.
Xu Yuan walked unhurriedly, paying her no further attention.
The money had already been given.
If she wouldn't take 10,000, then so be it.
3,000 silver was the market price he remembered, which could even be halved if the young master was a talented poet.
At the gate,
Madam Yue's sly voice faded a bit, her words wafting through the air:
"Third Young Master…
everything must be done according to the rules.
Forceful buying and selling is not how things should be done."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan glanced at Madam Yue, chuckled, and closed the courtyard gate behind him.
With the courtyard closed, silence ensued.
Madam Yue sat on the stone bench, her eyes flickering for a moment before taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling.
Origin Qi surged around her, and in an instant, her silhouette flashed and vanished on the spot.
Just as her figure disappeared…
"Bang!!!!"
A muffled explosion erupted in the alley within the courtyard!
As the dust settled,
Xu Yuan looked amused at the beautiful young woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him, now pinned against the stone wall by Zhou Chen's grip on her neck.
After a few moments, Xu Yuan sighed and said with a smile:
"Madam Yue, what are you trying to pull off here?"
//42//
Possible Being Lady Moon, Xu Yuan had been wondering if this woman might also possess some cultivation.
For a mere woman to uphold such a large Zuixian Pavilion, it clearly seemed unrealistic.
Now it appears she indeed is a master.
The reason the original body couldn't withstand even three moves against her is now clear.
Most likely, Lady Moon was employing a dual cultivation technique at that time.
That's not very sportsmanlike.
Since Lady Moon's neck was being grasped, she naturally could not respond to Xu Yuan's words.
After looking at Lady Moon's slightly pale face for a couple of seconds, Xu Yuan slightly raised his hand as a signal.
Grandmaster Zhou gave face at this moment, releasing his grip immediately and stepping back to stand behind Xu Yuan with his eyes lowered.
Unlike other masters who carried themselves with arrogance, Zhou Chen had climbed up from the very bottom, step by step.
A Great Grandmaster could be one thing,
but when it came to being a lackey, he was professional too.
In the quiet garden alley, with its green bricks and azure tiles, Lady Moon's slender figure had smashed a small dent into the spotless courtyard wall.
After Zhou Chen released her, Lady Moon immediately collapsed weakly, her pallor making her appear somewhat pitiful.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan was somewhat surprised and glanced sideways at Zhou Chen.
Did you need to go so hard?
Zhou Chen shook his head with a resigned look in his eyes.
Lady Moon had only wanted to suddenly appear and intimidate the Third Young Master with a show of force.
She did not make any aggressive moves, so he also just returned the gesture.
Xu Yuan nodded in understanding, then looked back at Lady Moon with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Indeed, only women who survived the fierce competition in a place of pleasure could act so convincingly.
"Lady Moon, why the hardship?" Xu Yuan asked.
Lady Moon lowered her gaze for a moment, lightly pursed her lips, and when she looked up again, her eyes brimmed with a trace of grievance:
"Third Young Master, if…
if Zuixian Pavilion were my own property, why would I not give it to you…
But these are the rules set by Master Qin, and all I can do is follow them."
"Master Qin?" Xu Yuan murmured the unfamiliar name.
Although Xu Changtian often acted unrestrained, he was generally quite generous in places of pleasure.
Jealous fits were normal, but given his status and willingness to spend lavishly, he never really caused any serious trouble.
Hence, this was the first time Xu Yuan had heard the name Master Qin.
He must be the person pulling the strings behind Zuixian Pavilion.
Xu Yuan tried to match this Master Qin with a character from the Cangyuan Chronicles but came up short.
The name Master Qin sounded familiar, but it probably wasn't from Cang Yuan.
Regardless,
anyone who could secretly sustain an establishment like Zuixian Pavilion must be someone of considerable means.
After all, Xu Yuan remembered Zuixian Pavilion also existed in the Imperial Capital.
Pausing for a moment,
Xu Yuan looked sideways at Zhou Chen, his eyes conveying an inquiry.
Zhou Chen hesitated slightly, then relayed a message to Xu Yuan telepathically.
Upon hearing what Zhou Chen said, Xu Yuan roughly understood what kind of person this Master Qin was.
Offspring of a Sect family, naturally gifted with a Sword Bone, well-known in the Jiangnan region, and even more than a decade ago, there was talk that he could rival the Prime Minister's eldest son.
An odd look flashed through Xu Yuan's eyes.
If Master Qin was indeed like what Zhou Chen described, then why had he never encountered him in the storyline?
"….."
Lady Moon couldn't hear their telepathic exchange, but she could guess from their expressions.
After a second of consideration, she continued in a soft voice:
"Third Young Master, the new girl here was personally delivered by Master Qin, and he also personally explained the related matters.
You wouldn't have me defy Master Qin's will, would you…"
Regaining his composure, Xu Yuan immediately arched an eyebrow.
He paid no mind to the latter half of Lady Moon's words.
This woman, she was sent by Master Qin?
After pondering for a few moments, Xu Yuan smiled and asked:
"Madam Yue, you said Jin Xuan was brought here by that Mr.
Qin, is this true?"
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A flicker of confusion passed through Madam Yue's eyes, but she still spoke the truth:
"I, a mere servant, would never deceive the Third Young Master.
Jin Xuan was indeed personally brought here by Mr.
Qin half a month ago."
"…"
Xu Yuan's eyes flickered with thoughts.
If it was as Madam Yue said, and that woman was sent by this Mr.
Qin, then this piece of information was worth savoring.
In the "Cangyuan Chronicles", although it wasn't easy for Xu Yuan to control the protagonist to kill his past self, who was the Third Young Master in several world lines, there were no insurmountable powerful adversaries to contend with.
The most formidable boss was the likes of Xue Yong, a peak Sixth Grade Iron Body Protector.
Now that the storyline had become reality, the problems within were too significant.
After killing a boss of Xue Yong's level, his original self was directly beheaded by the storyline protagonist controlled by Xu Yuan.
At the time, Xu Yuan didn't pay much attention to it.
After all, the trope of blindly arrogant young masters sending subordinates to their deaths, one after another, had taken root deeply, and that Iron Body peak boss was indeed tough to beat.
Now, upon further reflection, Grandmasters Zhou Chen and Ying'er were both watching at the side.
With the protagonist's current strength, to use his head to kill his past self?
Someone like Madam Yue, who was a great expert, was taken down in a flash by Zhou Chen the moment she approached a bit too quickly.
For the protagonist at this point in time to think about killing Xu Changtian…
Do you believe that a single look from Zhou Chen could kill you?
Admittedly.
Perhaps due to the butterfly effect caused by Xu Yuan possessing the Innate Taoist Body, Xu Changge strengthened the protectors around him.
But after Ran Qingmo's kidnapping incident, Xu Changge should at least have left a Great Grandmaster for protection, right?
However, there was none in the storyline.
It seemed that the Great Grandmaster who was supposed to protect his past self must have been tied up with something…
With this thought,
Xu Yuan's eyes became somewhat strange, as a rather absurd notion began to creep into his heart.
Or…
अगर आप भी डायबिटीज से जूझ रहें है, तो यह देखना न भूलें
मधुमेह हमेशा के लिए ख़त्म हो जाएगा! सोने से पहले करें ये काम
was that segment of the storyline simply a BUG?
After all, even in a fictional world that tries to be complete, there will always be inconsistencies, especially since the game must also cater to the player's experience.
With this thought, the peculiarity in Xu Yuan's heart grew stronger.
Since arriving in this new world, he had grown accustomed to its patches and oddities.
If that was the case, then this Mr.
Qin who suddenly appeared made perfect sense to Xu Yuan.
Because there was a bug in the storyline where the protagonist kills the Third Young Master, the world created a person to perfect that bug.
Assuming that premise held, he continued down that line of thought.
What then, was Mr.
Qin's motive?
Which faction in "Cangyuan" did he belong to?
Marquis Wucheng?
Although the relations between this marquis and the Prime Minister's Mansion were tense, his conduct had always been aboveboard, and he wouldn't stoop so low as to harm the Third Young Master.
The Royalist Faction?
His father held the post of Prime Minister, ranked among the three dignitaries, and was a mentor to the Crown Prince.
With the Emperor gravely ill, the Prime Minister's lineage has been supporting the Crown Prince all along.
At this point in time, the Prime Minister's mansion and the Royalist Faction backing the Crown Prince were still enjoying their honeymoon period.
The local Sects?
If they had taken action, then why would Ran Qingmo, the only disciple and successor of the Sword Sect leader, risk kidnapping him?
"…"
The complicated factional relationships depicted in "Cangyuan Chronicles" swiftly flashed through Xu Yuan's mind, but he arrived at nothing conclusive.
Those with the motive lacked the power.
Those with the power lacked the motive.
Even those with both strength and motive, like the Ancient Abyss, couldn't extend their reach into a provincial capital stronghold like Jingjiang City.
Same old habit: when puzzled by a complex matter, he would set it aside for the time being.
It wouldn't be too late to meet this Mr.
Qin in person, gain more information, and speculate later on.
Just as Xu Yuan was about to temporarily let go of the issue, the corner of his eye twitched.
A thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.
If this world could create a Mr.
Qin,
could it also create a hidden force lurking in the dark?
///43///
Testing The thought came quickly, and it left quickly too.
To complement the world in such a mysterious manner was too far-fetched.
With insufficient evidence, everything deduced from mere conjecture could only serve as a reference, not to be taken seriously.
To verify, one must proceed step by step.
Now, Xu Yuan could confirm only one thing, that Mr.
Qin, regardless of the power he belonged to, was most likely targeting him, the Third Young Master.
The female lead who should have appeared at the Xiao Xiang Pavilion was inexplicably brought to the Zuixian Pavilion by him.
To call it coincidence would be too convenient.
Holding back his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked at the Moon Lady once more and said with a gentle smile,
"Since Mr.
Qin personally chose the top-ranking Oiran, this young master naturally cannot miss the opportunity."
The smile on the Moon Lady's face faltered.
The Third Young Master had been silent for so long that the Moon Lady thought he would give up, but she then heard him say this.
She hurriedly said,
"Third Young Master…
if Mr.
Qin places blame on us…"
Xu Yuan raised his hand to interrupt her, looking into her eyes, observing every subtle expression on her face, and laughed,
"Blame?
If Mr.
Qin wishes to place blame, Moon Lady, let him come find me.
I am indeed quite curious about this Mr.
Qin who, it is rumored, could stand shoulder to shoulder with my elder brother…"
Having said this, Xu Yuan laughed heartily and turned to leave.
Zhou Chen silently followed him.
The Moon Lady's mouth opened as if she wanted to continue to stop them, but in the end, she swallowed her words.
The garden lane fell into a quiet lull.
Watching Xu Yuan and his companion forcefully enter the bamboo garden where Jin Xuan resided and the room door closed, the Moon Lady at last sighed softly and rose to quietly return to her own separate courtyard…
…
As its name suggests, the bamboo garden revealed a courtyard surrounded by bamboo trees upon entering.
The green bamboo leaves scattered with the wind, while ripples danced over the surface of a clear pool.
The garden carried the faint fragrance of moist soil.
Xu Yuan looked around and saw no one.
Behind the courtyard was the hall, and behind the hall lay the rooms.
Since he was playing the part of a profligate, he naturally didn't intend to notify Miss Jin Xuan of their arrival.
Xu Yuan led Zhou Chen directly towards the innermost room.
Walking along the stone path, Xu Yuan casually asked,
"Mr.
Zhou, you said earlier that this Mr.
Qin could match Xu Changge over a decade ago?"
This piece of information was the direct cause for Xu Yuan to consider the idea that Mr.
Qin might have been made up by the world.
Xu Changge, the fierce man who dared go alone to Ancient Abyss to chop off the snake demon princess's head.
If this Mr.
Qin could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, there was no reason for him not to appear in the plot.
Zhou Chen raised his eyes to glance at Xu Yuan's back and didn't seem to mind the Third Young Master calling his elder brother by name.
He nodded slightly,
"Hmm, Elder Brother Changge became famous in the Imperial Capital during his youths, spawning many rumors about others claiming to stand shoulder to shoulder with him."
"Ah?"
Xu Yuan's brows slightly furrowed as he asked,
"Mr.
Zhou, do you mean to say that this Mr.
Qin is actually all style and no substance?
No, that can't be it, if so, why would you bother mentioning him separately?"
Zhou Chen followed behind Xu Yuan and said,
"The Third Young Master is astute; indeed, Mr.
Qin differs from those opportunists who exploit Elder Brother's name to gain fame."
"How exactly does he differ?" Xu Yuan asked softly.
Zhou Chen carefully chose his words,
"When Elder Brother Changge was traveling the world, he indeed interacted with this Mr.
Qin, and the two traveled together for quite some time."
"Traveled together?"
Xu Yuan murmured, remembering that his elder brother, although usually amiable with everyone, had pride deep in his bones.
If this Mr.
Qin had traveled with him, then he must indeed be remarkable.
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After a pause, Xu Yuan continued to ask,
"Is that all?"
Zhou Chen shook his head,
"Does the Third Young Master know that the Tianyuan Sword Sect sends out invitations every seven years, inviting young disciples from Sects all over to a grand gathering in Tianyuan City?"
Xu Yuan pondered briefly and nodded,
"…I do."
He was aware of that event.
Not only aware, but he also knew of the matters hidden behind this grand meeting of Tianyuan.
Information from a previous life.
The grand meeting of Tianyuan was ostensibly held to inspire the younger generation, but in reality, it provided an opportunity for various Sect leaders and Elders to meet and discuss affairs concerning the Sects across the world.
Headed by the Tianyuan Sword Sect, the number one sect in the world, a collective meeting of a group of warlord leaders was convened.
However, although the underlying purpose was such, since the Tianyuan Sword Sect would always offer a "golden" grade treasure as the first prize, each Tianyuan convention could be considered a grand gathering under the heavens.
After a pause, Xu Yuan asked:
"Mr.
Zhou, do you mean that Xu Changge attended the Tianyuan competition during his travels?"
"Yes, at that time, the destination of Mr.
Qin and the Third Young Master was indeed the Tianyuan convention in Tianyuan City."
"So he has competed with Xu Changge?
Is he very strong?"
Zhou Chen nodded slightly:
"Very strong, he is one of the few who have survived under the Third Young Master's sword."
"…." Xu Yuan.
Survived…?
Startled for a moment, Xu Yuan then chuckled softly.
The son of the Dayan Empire's Prime Minister, participating in a competition used for a meeting of local warlord leaders, and even outright using lethal force against those sect disciples on the spot…
Xu Yuan guessed what had happened at the Tianyuan convention thirteen years ago, and also had a rough understanding of what Mr.
Qin's limits were, chuckling softly:
"I think I know what kind of person this Mr.
Qin is, heh….."
Having obtained enough information, Xu Yuan then fell silent.
This bamboo garden was indeed very large; walking further inside, beyond the courtyard and the great hall, passing two stone archways, Xu Yuan saw a patch of bamboo grove and a winding path interspersed among the bamboo.
The two of them followed the path, turned a corner, and at the end of the road, the bamboo grove suddenly cleared.
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In a circular space with an open clearing,
sunlight poured down like a waterfall, and a simple bamboo building stood alone, surrounded by rustling bamboo, exceptionally serene and deep.
The ancient music, tinged with a touch of wistful immortal melodies, drifted out from the inner chamber into Xu Yuan's ears.
Xu Yuan stood silently listening for a moment, then glanced sideways at Zhou Chen and said,
"Mr.
Zhou, there are two ladies waiting upstairs; don't you want to go back and check on them?"
He certainly didn't want Zhou Chen, this stubble-faced man, squatting at the door to broadcast the live feed with his will-spirit.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chen touched his stubble, feeling somewhat speechless, and gave a light cough, clasping his hands:
"Cough, then…
I shall wish the Third Young Master great fortune in battle first."
"….." Xu Yuan.
They looked at each other wordlessly, then both laughed heartily.
After the laughter, accompanied by the sound of the zither from the bamboo building, Zhou Chen turned and left, and Xu Yuan stepped forward.
As the bamboo rustled in the wind, Xu Yuan entered the bamboo building alone and followed the sound of the zither upstairs, stopping before a chamber.
Soon, a piece ended, and a pleasant female voice came from inside:
"If the Third Young Master has come, why stand outside the door?"
As she spoke, the pleasant sound of the zither resumed inside the room.
Xu Yuan shook his head and, without further delay, pushed the door open and entered.
Lifting the curtain beads of the inner chamber, accompanied by a rustling sound, Xu Yuan walked into the lady's boudoir.
A woman sat behind a guqin, her beautiful eyes lowered, her delicate fingers ceaselessly dancing, producing one beautiful note after another from the strings.
The woman, dressed in a bright red silk gown with a very low neckline, revealed a full expanse of snowy white.
Her face was like a lotus, brows like willow leaves, eyes even more charming than peach blossoms beckoning irresistibly, her skin as white as snow, with her black hair coiled into a high bun, a jade hairpin reflecting a soft glow in the sunlight.
Seeing the woman's face, Xu Yuan could roughly understand why, as a veteran of the flowery paths, the original body was so infatuated and lingered on her, even becoming trapped like a sycophant to her schemes.
Naturally charming.
Suppressing the inexplicable flickers of flame that arose from the bottom of his heart, and gathering his composure, Xu Yuan bowed slightly and sat opposite the woman on a cushion.
After sitting down, a delicate-looking maid immediately poured him a cup of fragrant tea and then gracefully retreated.
A faint scent of sandalwood filled the room; sunlight streamed through the window lattices, creating shadowy figures.
Sipping tea, listening to music, admiring the beauty—it was a comfortable moment in the world.
Amidst the tranquility, Xu Yuan blissfully closed his eyes.
He didn't know when, or after how many pieces had ended.
Su Jinxuan slowly raised her autumn-water-like eyes, gazing at the man opposite her who was listening with closed eyes and smiled faintly:
"Third Young Master, it seems you have some knowledge of music?"
As her voice reached him,
Xu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, momentarily stunned.
Regaining his senses, he chuckled softly and shook his head, Xu Yuan then directly pointed at the bright red dress on the lady's body and said,
"I don't understand music, I prefer the most natural human voice; Miss Jin Xuan, you should know why I sought you out, right?"
With that,
Xu Yuan glanced sideways at the soft large bed hidden behind the red curtains in the chamber.