Chapter 199
Chapter 199
*A-Pang…*
Shengsheng Zhou called him with a blank expression.
A-Pang rubbed his eyes and asked what she wanted.
*Weiqing Song shouldn’t have a younger brother, right…?*
A-Pang tilted his head. *What nonsense are you talking about?*
He poked his head out and followed Shengsheng’s gaze.
*Holy shit?!*
“Greetings, three young masters. My name is Yunxi.”
The green-robed youth stood straight and tall. A perfectly measured, gentle smile rested on his face, bright as moonlight over a stream. Even in such a house of pleasure, his eyes remained as clear as a mountain spring.
He truly possessed an exceptional appearance.
But most importantly–
this was practically a younger version of Weiqing Song, all right?!
All three princesses disguised as men stared at the youth in openmouthed shock.
Yunxi blinked. “Young masters?”
The Second Princess recovered first.
After all, she had prepared herself before coming.
Even so, the madam had not exaggerated. This child and the man in the Eastern Palace…
For an instant, she nearly thought she was seeing Crown Prince Brother six years ago.
Unfortunately, this child sold his art, not his body…
The Fifth Princess lowered her wandering gaze.
I-If Crown Prince Brother discovered this, would he break their legs?!
(((O_O)))
Shengsheng’s lips moved for ages without producing so much as a fart. She glanced at the Second Princess, who had already poured herself wine and begun listening to the song, then swallowed.
Second Sister truly knew how to have fun.
Receiving her gaze, the Second Princess looked away bashfully and poured her a cup.
“Sixth Brother, have a drink. The wine cannot compare with what we have at home, but it tastes respectable enough.”
Shengsheng accepted it, leaned closer, and whispered, “Did Imperial Brother truly look like this before?”
The Second Princess paused in mid-drink.
Oh, right. This child remembered nothing from before and had no idea what Crown Prince Brother looked like in his youth.
She answered softly, “They might have been carved from the same mold.”
Shengsheng: “!!!”
Her eyes lit as she studied the green-robed youth playing the guqin for a long time.
The burning intensity of her gaze nearly made Yunxi strike the wrong string.
Without revealing it, he examined the three “young masters” and reached a conclusion.
They must be three young ladies from some noble house who had slipped out to see the world.
Their disguises were not particularly skilled. A single glance revealed that they were women.
However, the madam said the young master on the far left was a regular patron of incomparably noble status and ordered Yunxi to serve her well.
Even if she forced him…
Yunxi’s gaze darkened.
If his family had not fallen, how could he have ended up in a place like this?
If he could not even preserve his chastity, he would have no face to meet his ancestors after death.
When the piece ended, Yunxi rose and lifted a wine cup. “Young master, allow Yunxi to offer you a toast.”
Shengsheng stared at Weiqing Song 2.0’s face in a daze.
Wow. He looked even more alike up close.
“Do you happen to enjoy reading storybooks?” Shengsheng asked.
Yunxi grew impatient while holding the cup but forcibly suppressed it and replied warmly, “I rarely read them.”
“Oh.” Shengsheng nodded, accepted the cup, and drained it.
Things were much simpler with the Fifth Princess. Before Yunxi could approach, she drained her own cup, then hurriedly waved for him not to come closer.
Yunxi: “…”
That left only the final guest.
Yunxi looked at the Second Princess, who leaned against the table, pleasantly tipsy and smiling at him.
“Young master, please.”
Yunxi held out the wine cup, but the Second Princess did not accept it.
Instead, she studied him playfully for a moment, then slowly drank the wine from his hand.
When Yunxi withdrew with reddened ears, she even pinched his backside.
“Feels good,” the Second Princess praised.
Perhaps because of the sudden compliment, or perhaps for some other reason, Yunxi stumbled. The wine in the pot spilled and splashed all over him.
“Forgive me… Yunxi will withdraw and change clothes.” He spoke in panic.
As he turned, a sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.
He had already bribed every servant who needed bribing.
His chance to regain freedom was before him!
At the same time,
the madam downstairs was entertaining guests.
Suddenly, perfectly synchronized footsteps sounded outside.
Amid a shriek, soldiers kicked down the door. “Seal the entire building! Don’t let a single damned person leave!”
Guests and young entertainers alike turned deathly pale, not daring to move.
One bolder guest stepped forward and shouted, “Do you know who I am? You–”
Before he finished, a soldier kicked him aside and roared, “Shut up! Who gives a damn what you are?”
The guest: “…” He only wanted to act like a spoiled noble once. Why did the man have to be so fierce?
The madam had weathered many storms. He immediately forced a stiff smile and stepped forward. “Officers, we conduct legitimate business here… What is the meaning of this?”
The leader glanced at him meaningfully. “Even legitimate business depends on whom you’ve offended.”
The madam’s face went white.
Another disturbance sounded outside.
Before his eyes, a man radiating nobility from head to toe entered, surrounded by a crowd.
The tall, elegant man stopped before him and surveyed the building.
In one well-defined hand, he rolled prayer beads made of some material the madam could not identify. A smile tugged at his lips.
It was plainly a smile, yet cold seized the madam’s heart.
He truly shared Yunxi’s face, but their bearing differed as greatly as clouds and mud.
The current Crown Prince, Weiqing Song.
The madam’s knees gave out, and he sank to the floor.
Weiqing paused while passing him and looked down. “Are you all right?” he asked gently.
Then he told the people behind him, “Hurry and help him up. This young master came here to have fun. Show some restraint, or people might think you’re here to raid the place.”
“Yes!!” everyone answered in unison.
Their terrifying bearing did not lessen in the slightest.
Someone hauled the madam up without much gentleness and threatened, “Fall again, and you’ll never stand up afterward.”
The madam: “…” This was unquestionably a raid!!
Yunxi’s luck could not have been worse.
He had already planned his escape route and only needed to climb through the window.
Yet the instant he stuck out one leg, the commotion below reached him. He looked down, saw so many soldiers, and nearly fell.
Surely not. He was only an ordinary top entertainer.
Did his escape truly require this many soldiers to hunt him down?!
Was that reasonable?