PaiPai-Romane

Kapitel 68

Therefore, I asked cautiously.

"You'll find out soon enough," Le Yan said with a smile.

"Brothers, my younger brother will stay here for now. I'm going to see His Majesty. He's very introverted and shy, so please don't bully him, brothers." She smiled like a little fox.

“That’s true, Guard Yue’s brother is our brother,” the guard replied with a broad grin.

"Thank you very much." Le Yan laughed heartily, cupped her hands in greeting, and stepped inside.

Behind the desk, the emperor was holding a scroll and reading it intently.

On the right, on the table, lies the fan that was snatched by the sword.

Tang Leyan saw it at a glance and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

When the emperor saw her arrive, he smiled slightly and put down the book he was holding.

"What, still feeling sorry for her?" He deliberately picked up the fan beside him and asked, looking at her.

“No, not at all. Since it’s already been sent out… especially to His Majesty,” she said.

"Don't worry, I'll reward you with something good later." He smiled brightly.

"Really?" she feigned surprise, but sighed inwardly.

"Since I've taken your favorite thing, I naturally have to compensate you," the emperor said with a smile. "A king's word is law, so I must compensate you with a golden fan."

"Then I've really struck gold," she began to sigh openly.

"I heard you brought someone in?" he asked, his gaze shifting.

"His Majesty knows?"

"Hmm, I've heard something about it. They seem to be bringing a sword. Who are they?"

"His sword is something he can't be without; he practically sleeps with it. Does Your Majesty wish to see it?"

"Since you have brought it, I will naturally have to see you."

"Xiao Di is right outside the door."

"Declarate it."

At the emperor's command, the eunuch beside him shouted, and after a moment, a figure appeared at the door, a slender figure. Xiao Di, holding a sword, stepped forward steadily.

Tang Shaoxuan's eyes flickered as he looked at the young man who had stepped forward.

Le Yan stepped aside, glancing at Xiao Di for a moment, then turning to look at the Emperor's expression.

Xiao Di glanced at Le Yan, who was watching the show with amusement, and had no choice but to clasp his hands in greeting: "Xiao Di greets Your Majesty."

Indifferent, neither intimate nor respectful.

Le Yan looked at Tang Shaoxuan with a guilty conscience.

"Indeed, a strong general has no weak soldiers under his command," the emperor said with a smile, seemingly unconcerned. "Hmm, a good lad. Your name is Xiao Di?"

Xiao Di's shoulders trembled slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Yes."

"What an interesting name." The emperor smiled, then looked at Leyan, his eyes flashing, and asked, "Leyan, what do you intend to do by bringing Xiaodi into the palace?"

Le Yan bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, Xiao Di is as close to me as a brother, and I wish to keep him by my side..."

"You seem to value relationships quite a lot," the emperor laughed.

“Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty,” she replied.

"Hmm, I took your things, and although I said I would compensate you... it's still taking what belongs to someone else. Fine, so be it." The emperor finally spoke.

"Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty..." Le Yan beamed, unable to stop smiling. As she bowed in greeting, her gaze swept over Xiao Di beside her.

He stood there indifferently, still with that cold and aloof look. When Le Yan saw his expression, her heart suddenly stirred.

The child's usually half-closed eyes were slightly opened, as if gazing at the supreme ruler. His hazy eyes, like those in an ink painting, faintly revealed a sharp light.

Dragon and Tiger Fight in the Capital, Chapter 83: Seizing Love

The fragrance of rouge intoxicates, a place of unparalleled prosperity.

The willows of Zhangtai, pluck them as you please, this person sleeps with them and that person sleeps with them.

If we were to say that this place in Shundu is the most outstanding, a place where gentle pleasures keep people from leaving, passersby would all point to the word "seizing love".

The mistress of Duoqing Tower is named Yan Jieyu. She is young, beautiful, intelligent, and shrewd. She has won the hearts of many princes and generals. She manages Duoqing Tower, the most prestigious brothel in Shundu, and has truly captured all the glory of the red-light district.

Even the ordinary servants and maids in the Duoqing Tower are all exceptionally beautiful. The girls in the tower are even more stunning, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. If they weren't in a brothel, any one of them could be compared to a lady from a noble family, thus their value is even higher. Ordinary people would find it difficult to even catch a glimpse of them.

Yan Jieyu sat atop the middle floor of the Duoqing Tower, a long silver pipe lying across her hand. She would occasionally take a puff and exhale wisps of smoke. Her eyes were lowered as she looked down at the masses below, putting on a smiling face, welcoming and seeing off people with feigned politeness. A faint smile graced her jade-like face, but there was always a hint of bitter loneliness in that smile. Back then, many people were attracted by this strange aura of hers and were willing to become her lovers.

However, she no longer does that kind of thing. To say that she chose to retire behind the scenes is too pretentious; she's probably just tired.

In a flash, Yan Jieyu suddenly sat up. Amidst the crowd downstairs, a striking, fiery red hue suddenly appeared, and two flames instantly ignited in her previously calm eyes.

"What's he doing here?" Yan Jieyu asked in a low voice, removing the pipe from her lips. She leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke.

but……

A sinister smile crept across his lips: "You choose the path to hell when there's a way to heaven."

No matter who you are...

Today, I'll teach you how to come but not go!

"Oh my, what a lively scene!" Le Yan waved her fan and looked around. "That idiot Xiao Di actually insisted on not coming in. What a stupid brain of his."

What he was waving in his hand was actually a gleaming gold-leaf fan.

Her tiny wrists, though seemingly harmless, swayed gently in front of her chest.

A sharp-eyed girl rushed over: "Wow, this young master has an extraordinary air about him, and his appearance is exceptionally handsome. I've never seen him before..."

"I'm new here." She said without blushing or panting, taking the opportunity to reach out and pinch the beauty's hand.

Wow, it's smooth and feels great.

The beauty saw that although the young man was unfamiliar, he was indeed handsome. But he turned out to be a complete lecher, so boldly touching her right away. She laughed inwardly and rubbed against him even more coquettishly: "Young master is so enthusiastic, making my heart flutter." The fragrant scent of rouge wafted into her nose.

Le Yan didn't find it offensive at all; on the contrary, she quite enjoyed it: "It's precisely because you're so proactive, sister, that this young master's heart is moved."

She even leaned closer and took a deep breath. Then she asked, "What kind of rouge is yours, sister? It smells so good. May I try some?"

The beauty looked at her pair of sly, lustful eyes and thought to herself that these days you really can't judge a book by its cover. This person seemed to be of noble status and good-looking, but how come she was even more lecherous than the most lecherous wolf? She couldn't help but look down on her a little.

Despite his disdain, he still had professional ethics, and was all smiles as he prepared himself. He wanted to socialize with this young master, squeeze every last drop of money out of him, and then throw him away, but then he heard a cold laugh behind him.

"Isn't this Guard Yue? What brings Guard Yue here today? How rare!"

It is the swallow that understands language.

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman immediately straightened up, moved away from Le Yan, and went to the side.

Le Yan looked somewhat wistful, but when she looked up at the proprietress, she immediately smiled and said, "Fragrant breeze, fragrant breeze, it's naturally Sister Yan's fragrance that attracted this young master here."

Yan Jieyu smiled and stepped forward to stand in front of her.

A servant quickly brought more tea.

Yan Jieyu stretched out her hand: "Wait a minute."

A joyful smile graced his face.

Yan Jieyu said calmly, "Guard Le, don't rush to drink this cup of tea, and don't rush to touch the girls at Duoqing Tower. I've long heard that Guard Le is listed as a 'no-go' by all the taverns in Shundu because he has a reputation for 'dining and dashing.' I wonder if you've brought enough money to Duoqing Tower today?"

Le Yan was slightly taken aback.

Fortunately, she had a thick skin, otherwise she would have been suffocated by Yan Jieyu's sharp words.

He then unfolded his fan, covering half of his face.

Then he coughed and said, "Alright, let bygones be bygones. Shouldn't we look forward? Besides..."

She smiled brightly: "Sister, look, the fan in my brother's hand is made of gold."

"So what? Does Guard Yue really intend to use this fan to settle the debt?" The beauty was indeed heartless, completely unmoved by her pure and lovely smile, and said coldly.

Fortunately, she remained calm and actually replied, "Of course, is that alright?"

The girls and servants around them listened to the conversation and were deeply impressed by the man's shamelessness. To come to a brothel and actually offer a fan as payment was truly admirable.

However, looking at the fan in his hand, it was gleaming with gold and exquisitely crafted. It was clear at a glance that it was no ordinary item. If he were to pawn it, it could probably fetch several hundred taels of gold.

If Miss Jieyu is willing to do this deal, she's guaranteed to make a profit.

pity……

Yan Jieyu sneered: "Where have I, Yan Jieyu, offended Guard Yue?"

Le Yan's eyes darted around: "What are you saying, sister?"

“Otherwise, Guard Yue, what if you bring this imperial fan to my Duoqing Tower to pay off your debt?” Yan Jieyu said calmly, picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip.

A bitter smile immediately appeared on Le Yan's face.

The people around were all taken aback when they heard this.

It turns out this fan is indeed extraordinary. It was actually a gift from the Emperor.

Who exactly is this "Guard Yue," and what is he doing at the Duoqing Tower? He actually possesses an imperial gift, yet he intends to use it to pay off a debt.

Imagine, how could something bestowed by the emperor be sold off so easily?

This is a capital offense, deceiving the emperor.

If the Duoqing Tower accepts this fan, it will inevitably be implicated.

This person is truly despicable.

Le Yan was on the verge of tears: I knew this lousy fan wouldn't be so easy to sell.

The emperor seemed to be especially afraid that she would lose it, so he specially stamped the fan with his imperial seal.

So ostentatious.

And Yan Jieyu was indeed no ordinary person, as she learned such secret information in such a short time.

The emperor bestowed the fan upon them, but this was not announced to the world.

How does she know all this so clearly?