lcionline Chapter 42 Which courtesan from which brothel has time to reminisce with you late at night?
Chapter 42 Which courtesan from which brothel has time to reminisce with you late at night?
Meanwhile, at the Qin King's Mansion.
Yinshuang stood in front of the hall with a frown: "Consort Su climbed over the wall directly from the backyard."
Murong Jing's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Where did they go?"
"Your Majesty, this servant... has lost them."
Yinshuang lowered her head as she spoke.
Murong Jing's eyes darkened, and he instructed Feng Yue beside him, "Send Zhao Qi to find her whereabouts!"
Unaware that she was being targeted, Su Mowan was currently busy negotiating with Chi Yi.
She swirled the wine glass in her hand and smiled, "What benefits does Young Master Yi want?"
A roguish smile crept across Chi Yi's face: "Actually, my demands aren't high, and I won't make things difficult for you. Here, I'll give you two choices."
As he spoke, a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "First, sleep with me; second, I want to see what you look like in women's clothing."
Su Mowan paused, lowered her head to take a small sip, and then smiled.
"Young Master Yi is quite interesting. Isn't this making things difficult for me?"
Chi Yi lay down halfway like a rogue, propping himself up on his elbows and supporting his head with his palms. A wicked smile played on his lips: "Anyway, these are my conditions. Whether you agree or not is up to you."
"Then let me set the terms."
Su Mowan put down her wine glass, her eyes gleaming with an alluring light: "Does Young Master Yi know the leader of your Xiaoyao Sect?"
Chi Yi's smile vanished.
How do you know about the sect leader's token?
A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by tension.
The sect leader's token of the Xiaoyao Sect was in the hands of the previous sect leader, but the sect leader has been missing for seven years, and the token has also disappeared.
Seeing his reaction, Su Mowan smiled faintly: "If you're not satisfied with what Young Master said, then the Sect Leader's Token is in my hands."
Chi Yi narrowed her peach blossom eyes, a sharp glint in her slightly upturned corners: "How do I know if you're telling the truth or a lie?"
"It's normal that you don't believe it. I'm not entirely convinced myself either. However, it's a good opportunity to have Young Master Yi see for himself whether it's true or not."
As Su Mowan spoke, she took out a delicate jade pendant from her bosom and accurately tossed it into Chi Yi's arms.
Chi Yi glanced at the light green jade pendant lying on her chest and reached out in disbelief.
"Well, Young Master Yi, have you been able to tell the difference between the real and the fake?"
Su Mowan picked up the wine pot and poured herself another cup.
Chi Yi rubbed it for a while before looking up and asking, "Where did you get this from?"
“It was given to me by an old man a year ago in Liuxia Kingdom.”
"Old man?"
Su Mowan affirmed, "That's right, he has a full head of silver hair, but you can tell he was a handsome man when he was young."
"..."
Chi Yi's eyes flashed: "Aren't you afraid that I'll take the jade token and run away?"
"What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I'll just squat at the entrance of the Wan Hua Lou. Anyway, even if Young Master Yi doesn't eat, he won't forget the girls here."
"..."
Chi Yi sat up, his peach blossom eyes turning solemn: "Why don't you tell me what happened three days ago?"
That means you've agreed to help.
Su Mowan filled his cup: "There were probably over a hundred people. They used arrows, and the arrows were coated with Soul-Stealing Powder."
"Soul-Snatching Powder?" Chi Yi asked in surprise. "Soul-Snatching Powder is the masterpiece of Hua Qianzui, the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect. How could it be related to the person who tried to assassinate you? The Hundred Flowers Sect never gives Soul-Snatching Powder to outsiders."
Su Mowan narrowed her eyes; things were indeed not that simple.
"To be honest, I was poisoned by the Soul-Snatching Powder and was bedridden for three days before I was finally able to move."
Chi Yi glanced at her suddenly and shook his head, saying, "That's impossible. The Soul-Snatching Powder is not something that ordinary people can cure. Only the Hundred Flowers Sect has the antidote. So, it's not the Soul-Snatching Powder that you were poisoned with."
Only members of the Hundred Flowers Sect possess the antidote?
Su Mowan thought about it carefully for a while, but still insisted, "There should be no mistake. This is what the King of Qin told me, and he is also the one who cured me of the poison."
"The King of Qin deciphered it? Impossible, I think he's just fooling you."
Chi Yi laughed out loud, raised his wine glass, tilted his head back and took a sip, his posture elegant and charming.
Su Mowan thought about the unfamiliar voice she vaguely heard that night, and asked carefully, "If someone can decipher it, and this person is not from the Hundred Flowers Sect, what would their identity be?"
Chi Yi shook his head and hesitated, "There's only one person right now, the Poison Immortal."
"Is this Poison Immortal a man or a woman?"
"Of course, it's a man."
Su Mowan narrowed her eyes. "Then this person is very likely the one who gave me the antidote."
Chi Yi remained silent.
Su Mowan sighed: "Young Master Yi, let's ignore this Poison Immortal for now. First, help me find out who did this assassination."
Chi Yi's expression turned serious. "This matter requires the use of the Hidden Secrets Pavilion of the Free and Unfettered Sect. We must have a plausible reason for it."
Su Mowan smiled: "Isn't the reason simple?"
"You mean..."
Chi Yi stared intently at her.
"Yes."
Su Mowan was satisfied and stood up to leave, but Chi Yi called out from behind, "Hey, you've disturbed this young master's pleasure. Aren't you going to offer any compensation?"
Su Mowan paused, took out a silver note from her sleeve and tossed it over: "Here, that's enough for Young Master Yi to choose ten girls. I just don't know if Young Master Yi can handle it?"
Having said that, he ignored Chi Yi's darkened face and left the Wan Hua Lou.
Su Mowan leaped onto the roof, and only when the cold wind blew did she feel a throbbing pain in her shoulders. She immediately regretted not being able to control herself and drinking alcohol.
Before she had gone far, a bodyguard suddenly appeared from the opposite side and bowed to her.
"Consort Su, I have been waiting for you for a long time. His Highness has asked me to invite you back."
Su Mowan paused, nearly falling off the roof.
Having finally regained his balance, he heard the guard say again, "His Highness already knows you've been to a brothel."
Su Mowan prepared her speech the whole way.
Murong Jing hadn't told her about the assassination attempt, so she had to investigate it herself. But what if Murong Jing found out she was secretly investigating it on her own...?
The bedchamber was brightly lit.
Murong Jing sat on the edge of the bed with a dark face, still wearing his clothes, clearly waiting for her to come back and start arguing.
Su Mowan cleared her throat: "Your Highness, please speak your mind!"
Murong Jing's expression instantly changed from unpleasant to extremely unpleasant.
This woman is clearly unrepentant!
"Where did you go in the middle of the night?"
"A brothel, doesn't the prince know about it?"
Murong Jing frowned at her attire, clearly displeased, and said, "What are you doing at a brothel in the middle of the night? Is that the kind of place you should be going?"
Su Mowan rolled her eyes and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Your Highness, the courtesan of Wanhua Pavilion is a good friend of mine. I can't go to see her during the day, so I can only go at night."
"Nonsense! Which courtesan from a brothel would have time to reminisce with you late at night?"
After Murong Jing finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with what he had said.
His face stiffened, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.