So when Mu Yunhe saw the... extremely fancy house in front of him, he asked in astonishment and surprise, "Is this the place meant to broaden my horizons?"
"That's right! Just watch carefully. This place is called 'Fang Guan Tian Xia' (Fragrant Crown Under Heaven), the most enjoyable and beloved place for men in the entire Southern Dynasty. It's your good fortune that you can come here today. Many people never get to enter this place in their entire lives," the Poison Saint explained, seemingly possessing great wisdom.
“But there’s no one here, and don’t you think the bright red, purple, and green colors are too gaudy and disgusting?” Mu Yunhe said, frowning, clearly disliking the place.
"They're like children." Poison Saint glared and said, "What do you know? This is called refined taste. Every man who comes here is wealthy. Their status, position, and wealth are absolutely enviable. You don't need to spend any money today. I'll invite you in to take a look. What are you still babbling about? Let me tell you, once you're inside, shut your mouth, observe more, learn more, and speak less. Watch how I do it, and then learn from me, understand?"
He's still acting so arrogantly, giving Mu Yunhe a perfectly reasonable explanation. Little does he know that he'll be in a terrible state soon, crying for his parents.
Mu Yunhe frowned, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded. Never mind, as long as he could learn how to have a child with Aheng, that was enough.
Poison Saint, beaming, knocked on the door. The brothel was located right in the center of the busiest street, a testament to its power. However, knocking on a brothel's door in broad daylight was indeed strange, drawing scorn from women and ridicule from men. Passersby pointed and whispered, mocking Poison Saint and his companions.
Mu Yunhe felt uncomfortable all over, so he pulled up his hood, afraid that others would see his face. Although he didn't know what a brothel was, he figured that if people could point and talk about it, it probably wasn't a very good place. He subconsciously felt ashamed and embarrassed, but he was very surprised that the Poison Saint seemed to be very confident.
"What the hell! Why are you knocking on the door in broad daylight? It's closing time now. Come back at night if you want. You're driving me crazy, you lecherous old ghost." A man's voice, clearly from excessive indulgence, came from inside.
The Poison Saint yelled, "What are you bastards babbling about? Hurry up and open the door for me! If you delay my business, I'll burn your entire 'Fragrant Crown Under Heaven' down!"
The people inside were silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Brothers, get up! Someone's here to cause trouble! Grab your weapons and beat the bastard to a pulp!"
Mu Yunhe curled his lips in a mocking smile. The old man's really messed with him this time. Serves him right! Who told him to be so arrogant?
The door was suddenly flung open, and a dozen burly young men rushed out, each wielding a stick, looking menacing and ready to fight. But the Poison Saint stood calmly in front of the door, pulled out a handful of silver notes from his pocket, and slapped them directly onto the face of the man in front, saying, "Can we open for business now?"
Upon seeing the gleaming silver notes in various denominations, all circulated as silver, the man's eyes lit up. He bowed and scraped, exclaiming, "Oh, it's you, sir! Opening for business! Opening for business right away! Please come in!"
The Poison Saint chuckled smugly, ordering his men to carry Mu Yunhe in. As he walked, he boasted, "Bring out all the prettiest girls here. I'll take them all. Have the girls serve the master behind me well!"
"Alright! Please come in, gentlemen!"
Mu Yunhe was reluctantly carried into a house filled with a nauseating fragrance. The strong aroma almost made him vomit. He tried to leave, but the door was already closed.
Outside the door, the wet nurse stood in shock before the entrance of Fangguan Tianxia, her expression shifting rapidly between anger, heartache, mockery, and disbelief. How could she believe that the young prince, who had just been rescued from the brink of death by the young lady, would turn around and visit a brothel with someone else?! Wasn't this utterly heartless?
That bastard Poison Saint! He must have instigated the naive young prince to come here. The wet nurse was so angry she wanted to raze this damned brothel to the ground, but then she changed her mind and immediately returned. She had to tell Luo Zhiheng about this!
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Chapter 275: Arriving in force to catch them in the act! (Bonus chapter for 16,500 comments)
Updated: 2013-08-21 13:47:53 Word Count: 3413
With a loud bang, Luo Zhiheng slammed the basin down in her hand, her voice cold and incredulous: "What did you say?!"
The wet nurse, her nerves on edge, cautiously repeated, "I went with them and discovered that the place the Poison Saint took the young prince to for the detoxification was actually a brothel."
"They went in?" Luo Zhiheng squinted.
"He's gone in. And the Poison Saint even paid them, telling them to bring out their prettiest girls to serve the young prince," the wet nurse answered truthfully. Luo Zhiheng was her master, not Mu Yunhe.
"Detoxification? Bullshit detoxification! I think they're just spouting nonsense! A bunch of ungrateful, heartless, treacherous, shameless, despicable bastards!" Luo Zhiheng cursed fiercely, her mouth as sharp as a foreigner's musket, she was furious.
"I'll make him nutritious meals? What a bastard I'd do that to him!" Luo Zhiheng slammed the dough and utensils on the work surface to the ground, angrily throwing her apron to the floor. In that instant, Luo Zhiheng wasn't heartbroken, but enraged! Because she knew that Mu Yunhe had only learned to kiss her later, was shy about it, and didn't even know how men and women had children. How could someone like Mu Yunhe possibly know about brothels?
It must be that old bastard Poison Saint who's up to his tricks, trying to corrupt Mu Yunhe. But she was still furious. Poison Saint was wicked and malicious, but how could Mu Yunhe, so clever, not have noticed? And why did he follow Poison Saint? Could it be that Mu Yunhe also wanted to go astray? How could Luo Zhiheng not be enraged!
She grabbed the cleaver from the cutting board and stormed out.
The wet nurse's eyelids twitched in fright. "Miss, please calm down! The young prince wouldn't be so absurd. It must all be the Poison Saint's fault. Where did the detoxification go? If it weren't for the Poison Saint, how could the young prince have gone there?"
"Antidote? Can an antidote lead to a brothel? I know Mu Yunhe wouldn't be so promiscuous. It must be that old scoundrel Poison Saint who couldn't stand the loneliness. But if he wants to seek out women, he can go. I didn't stop him. Why did he have to take my Mu Yunhe with him? This damned place is only inhabited by children and Mu Yunhe is the only real man. If Poison Saint dares to defile Mu Yunhe, I'll chop him to pieces!" Luo Zhiheng couldn't control her anger and ran wildly, not towards the door, but towards the Prince's courtyard.
You damned Poison Saint, you harmed my Little Hehe, I'll destroy your World King, let's see who's more ruthless!
Luo Zhiheng kicked open several doors and rushed straight to the Prince's palace. The Prince was drinking tonic, with Lady Huoyun serving him. When she saw Luo Zhiheng storming in, brandishing a kitchen knife, Lady Huoyun's expression changed: "What's going on? Little Princess, calm down!"
"Get out of the way!" Luo Zhiheng pushed aside Lady Huoyun and slashed at the Prince. Luo Zhiheng knew all too well that the Prince could easily dodge this slash, so she would strike without any burden.
"You're insane!" the Queen said coldly. She could tolerate Luo Zhiheng because of Mu Yunhe's identity, admire Luo Zhiheng because of her abilities, and even indulge her because of Qin Yinheng, but none of that met the standard that Luo Zhiheng could act so recklessly and outrageously in front of her!
The Prince abruptly stood up and appeared on the other side of the recliner in the blink of an eye. Luo Zhiheng's kitchen knife slammed into the Prince's bed, slicing through the bedding and sending white cotton wafting everywhere. Luo Zhiheng's knife fell wildly, shredding the bedding in disarray, and then she hacked at the bed frame several times, leaving the once beautiful mahogany bed battered and bruised, looking as if it had just been through a terrorist attack.
Only when the blade was blunt did Luo Zhiheng throw down the knife, panting heavily as she looked at the King. Everyone in the room was stunned; for a moment, they thought Luo Zhiheng had gone mad.
"What have you done? Have you gone mad?!" the King roared, her anger turning her face pale again, the little bit of energy she had just regained almost completely gone.
"It's not that I'm crazy, it's that I want to leave your beloved concubine with some beautiful memories. I want him to remember them deeply, so that he'll never forget them. Anyone who dares to touch my man, I'll let him know that his woman is also someone else's object of desire!" Luo Zhiheng said with a sinister sneer.
She certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to actually use a knife to attack the King. Even if the King was weak, she was still no match for him. However, she was there to vent her anger. She was afraid that if she went out to find someone in her rage, she might accidentally hurt Mu Yunhe. Destroying this bed was entirely to teach the Poison Saint a lesson, to let him know that she had been there and that she really dared to harm the King. That way, she wouldn't believe the Poison Saint would dare to provoke Mu Yunhe again. Even if he did, he would have to consider whether he could withstand her wrath.
"What do you mean? What did the Poison Saint do?" the World King asked coldly.
"Hmph, you still have the nerve to ask? Even if you're weak, you can still flirt with him, can't you? Didn't you make sure he was satisfied? Otherwise, why would he still be thinking about going out to cheat? And even taking my innocent little Hehe out to cheat! Is your man sick? Can't stand seeing others happy? I provoked him, let him come at me if he dares, why does he have to go and ruin Mu Yunhe? Is he even a man? So ruthless and full of evil thoughts, he's more ridiculous than a woman." Luo Zhiheng finished her angry roar, tossed her hair, and turned to leave.
She had vented her anger and was going to the brothel to settle scores. But the Prince was completely bewildered; he had been unjustly insulted, and by his beloved concubine no less—how could he tolerate it?
"Stop right there! You're not leaving until you explain yourself. What exactly did the Poison Saint do? What do you mean by 'cheating'? Whose 'cheating' did he steal from?" the King roared. The word "cheating" was unbearable not only for Luo Zhiheng, but also for the King!
Luo Zhiheng turned her head with a charming and seductive manner, imitating the shameless expressions of the boneless brothel women she had seen in her previous life, and said in a coquettish voice: "Oh, you're so annoying, why do you ask when you already know the answer? Master, you haven't come for so long, don't you miss me? I've missed you so much, I think of you every day but can't see you, I cry alone in my pillow."
Luo Zhiheng's performance was so vivid; in this ancient world, only courtesans could speak and act like that. Therefore, the King's expression changed drastically the moment he saw her, his heart pounding with fear! 16628419
"You mean, that bastard Lou Yun went to a brothel with Mu Yunhe?!" the King asked angrily in disbelief.
Luo Zhiheng sneered: "Let me correct you, it wasn't 'and,' but that bastard Poison Saint took Mu Yunhe to a brothel! I'm going to catch him now, you can do as you please."
Luo Zhiheng quickly ran out and mounted her horse. Just as she stepped out of the gate, Prince Shi unexpectedly followed. His face was sinister and his eyes filled with cold light. He sneered beside her, "I'm going to see for myself how this man, who always pretends to be innocent and unwilling to talk about love and sex, manages to go out and philander! Is it that I lack charm or that I haven't been good enough to him? He doesn't even let me touch him when he's having an affair? Very well, he has completely enraged me and guessed my bottom line. I will show him what true ruthlessness is!!" 17.
"Fine! Let the two of you join forces and show those two stinking men what women can do! If they dare to go out and find women, and if Mu Yunhe dares to let those sluts taint him, or dares to fall for those women, then I'll consider myself blind. From now on, we'll go our separate ways and not hold each other back! I won't stop him from finding mistresses, and he shouldn't stop me from remarrying!" Luo Zhiheng said angrily through gritted teeth.
Little Xizi, who had been stopped by the Poison Saint from following along, was utterly terrified upon hearing Luo Zhiheng's words. He silently prayed that the young prince would protect him. His eyes darted around nervously, wondering how he could possibly send a message to the young prince.
But it was too late. Luo Zhiheng gave the horse a sharp spur, and the horse immediately galloped away. The Prince also spurred his horse and galloped off. The two powerful women, full of rage, went to capture the enemy.
The ground slammed down, carrying a message from the master. "Young Prince, may you have good fortune. This servant can't help you anymore," Xiao Xizi muttered tearfully.
The most beautiful place in the world, the elegant room on the second floor.
The Poison Saint was sitting to the side with a woman of fair skin, delicate features, and alluring figure in his arms. He grinned, looking like he owned the place, and arrogantly ordered, "Hey, you, hurry up and sit next to that master. Hurry up and make some arrangements. Is there a live show? Who's willing to perform a live sex act for that master? I'll give her ten thousand taels!"
The women screamed with excitement. The previously listless women were now bursting with energy; their "lively courtship" was their specialty, and now they could earn ten thousand taels of silver just by performing—it was like a windfall! So the women scrambled to grab the "pie," smearing the Poison Saint with themselves, each more enthusiastic than the last, calling him "Sir, please choose me! My skills are superb!" The Poison Saint laughed heartily, touching one and teasing the other.
Strangely enough, the old man who looked like the Poison Saint was very popular, while Mu Yunhe, who sat to the side, always wore a hood and looked cold and gloomy, so no one dared to come near him.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you come here to have a baby? Hurry up, these amazing women can teach you how to give birth. Take off that hat and see if there's any woman you like. They can make you feel really good." Poison Saint said deliberately in a lewd way.
Mu Yunhe now has two ideas.
Kill the Poison Saint! Then commit suicide!
What the hell is this place? What are these scantily clad women with their faces covered in a mess of rouge and powder? Monsters? Is this a demon's lair? Poison Saint is definitely a wicked bastard, bringing him to this godforsaken place! Where is Ah Heng? Come save him!
"You, hurry up and kiss that man, one kiss costs a hundred taels." Poison Saint Xiao Mimi stuffed a hundred-tael silver note into the arms of a flamboyant woman and pushed the woman toward Mu Yunhe.
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276 Women are competing while watching the play! Men are fighting back within the play!
Updated: 2013-08-22 13:10:31 Word Count: 7664
The two women galloped at full speed to the front of Fangguan Tianxia. Luo Zhiheng grabbed the reins, looked at the four gaudy characters on the plaque above the entrance, sneered, and suddenly drew her cane from her waist, pulled out her sword, and slashed!
Amidst the glittering jewels and flashing swords, two streaks of light flashed by, followed by two sharp voices. Luo Zhiheng had already sheathed her sword and put her cane back. Looking up, a cold, sharp smile curled her red lips, and she coldly shouted, "Break!"
With a muffled thud, the huge plaque shattered into pieces amidst a burst of sound and dust, falling to the ground with a crackling sound. A signboard that had hung for decades was innocently and inexplicably destroyed; the broken plaque lay scattered on the ground, nothing more than a pile of rubble.
"Horse-like beauty." The people around were stunned. What was going on? Was this another lady coming to see her husband? But this one was too hot-tempered! The women who had stopped around cheered, their voices filled with a sense of satisfaction. Clearly, these women had also been deeply hurt by this vixen who was the most beautiful woman in the world.
The King chuckled coolly, "You've got quite a temper."
"You think you have a mild temper? Isn't that you with red eyes?" Luo Zhiheng said in a charming and coquettish voice.
The King felt a chill run down his spine and said through gritted teeth, "Can't you go back to being the normal Luo Zhiheng?"
"No, I have to kill that bastard who made me think I was less attractive than a courtesan before I can recover. I need to go in first. I'm afraid if I'm a step too late, my pure little Hehe will be defiled." Luo Zhiheng deliberately used a disgusting voice to provoke the King. She dismounted, and as she went up the steps, she drew her sword and, without even knocking, cleaved open the wooden door!
She was a contradictory person. She could wear a smile on her face, yet her actions were dangerous and ruthless, she acted without hesitation, doing whatever she pleased. She was incredibly arrogant. With two loud bangs, the door was slammed open. She stepped across the threshold, turned back, and laughed, "But since the Poison Saint was able to bring Mu Yunhe here, I'm afraid he's had countless affairs in your absence. The Poison Saint is certainly living a life of pleasure and debauchery; he's truly lived a worthwhile life as a man."
Luo Zhiheng was definitely doing it on purpose! Deliberately provoking someone! And the strong-willed Prince Shi was truly provoked by these words!
Did Lou Yun actually seek out women during the time they were separated? Did he frequent brothels like he does today? Did he spend those days indulging in debauchery with other women? Has his body become unfaithful to her?!
One question after another became a fuse for anger and the destruction of reason, shattering the already crumbling rationality of the Queen. The Queen felt a burning pain in her chest, and her rage made her want to kill that old bastard, the Poison Saint, immediately! She dismounted and charged into the world of Fang Guan!
We'll find Lou Yun and never let him get away with it!!
Two aggressive women, each filled with their own anger and anxiety, stormed into the brothel. Of course, the brothel's security measures were quite thorough; guards immediately rushed out. Seeing the main gate smashed and the signboard destroyed, the guards were enraged.
Are they here to cause trouble? This is unacceptable! Brothers, grab your weapons and fight them!
Luo Zhiheng walked forward with a mocking laugh, scoffing at the people rushing towards her from all sides.
As Luo Zhiheng stopped to fight the oncoming guards, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her, a gleaming silver note almost touching the guard's forehead. The King behind her said coldly, "Pay for the damage you've caused. Now get out of the way. We're just looking for someone. If you don't cooperate, see what's written on this note? They can make sure you die a horrible death."
The words on the silver note read "Exchangeable throughout the Silver Moon Kingdom," right? This is another powerful figure with the authority to use Silver Moon Kingdom exchangeable silver notes—a big shot, not someone to be trifled with. Better get out of here. The guard took the silver note, immediately changing his demeanor, bowing and scraping as he made way. Inwardly, he was heartbroken. What were they doing so early in the morning? A bunch of powerful people with Silver Moon exchangeable silver notes, barging in to cause trouble, throwing money around—were they still asleep?!
The wet nurse who followed them in was utterly speechless. Truly, they were a couple; even their methods of throwing money around, their attitudes, and their tone were identical. No wonder the Poison Saint was so irritating; it turns out he came from that arrogant tyrant, the World King.
"Which room are those two people who came in this morning in?" Luo Zhiheng asked, putting away her knife and using it as a walking stick.
The guard cautiously said, "The private room on the third floor, the 'Flower' room, is the first one on the left when you go upstairs."
Luo Zhiheng immediately rushed upstairs, but after only a few steps, she slowed down. Her thumping footsteps echoed clearly in the quiet, large brothel, alerting the two men inside and negating any chance of catching them in the act. Luo Zhiheng raised an eyebrow and sneered, slowing her pace as she nimbly and quickly ascended the stairs, heading straight for the first room on the third floor.