Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 309 Drunken Life and Dreams
Miss Su was so pissed off by this prostitute that she would definitely not let Qingyan obediently warm her bed.

Qingyan had been coveting Zhao Wumian's body for so many years, and it was not until Xiao Yuanmu finally agreed to let her go. Now she was blocked by this Su guy, so it was impossible for her not to have resentment... But her face still had an ethereal look, and she glanced at Su Qingqi with her clear eyes without too much emotion, and then suddenly left.

Su Qingqi's breathing was a little rapid. It was rare for her to be so angry. In fact, she didn't care much about the bed-warming maid. After all, her family background also allowed her to have a maid as a dowry. It's just that she often traveled around the world, and the maid stayed in the Su Mansion and had nothing to do... But she obviously couldn't stand Qingyan, a maid who pretended to be pure and tried to seduce Zhao Wumian.

I can give, but you can't take it away... That's roughly the mentality.

So when she saw Qingyan being beaten away by her, she immediately grabbed Zhao Wumian's hand and said, "Come on, Master, let's go back to the Su Mansion. We can't stay here for long."

crunch————

But before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open again, and a fragrant breeze filled his nose. Nearly ten beautiful women walked in, each with their own charm, some pure, some mature, and some charming.

They were wearing colorful clothes that were a little thin, with full collars and slits at the bottom of their skirts, revealing their white thighs. They were not wearing shoes, and their delicate feet were bare as they stepped on the carpet. They walked into the house one by one, bowed to Zhao Wumian, and called out in a tender voice, "Young Master~"

Qingyan walked at the end with no expression on his face. He closed the door and then looked at them. "It's rare for the young master to come back to Beijing. Please serve him well. Don't just stand there. Play music and dance."

Some of them brought musical instruments, and they smiled shyly at Zhao Wumian, then sat cross-legged. Melodious music came from them, but their skirts had big slits, so this posture exposed everything, which made Zhao Wumian dizzy.

They walked in before this sentence was spoken. It was obvious that they had been waiting outside the door for a long time. It must have been arranged in advance after Qingyan knew that Zhao Wumian would come here.

Su Qingqi stared at these women expressionlessly.

Qingyan pointed at one of them who looked very bookish and talented, and said, "Her name is Yiyi, and she is also one of Zeng Lengyue's concubines. She is very famous in the Imperial College and the Hanlin Academy. Two days ago, the prince of Yue spent a lot of money but still failed to meet her... Of course, she is also a virgin."

Yiyi smiled at Zhao Wumian slightly shyly.

"This one is Xiyun, she is famous for her dancing skills. Someone from the Imperial Palace Music Bureau has also secretly sought her out for dancing lessons. Five days ago, the Minister of Works specifically asked her to dance in the palace, but she refused... It was because of the young master that we are where we are today. My virginity has always been reserved for the young master, and no one else can touch it except the young master."

Qingyan introduced them to Zhao Wumian in a leisurely manner. They were all famous prostitutes in the capital, and all of them were clean virgins.

Zhao Wumian noticed that Su Qingqi looked a little strange halfway through listening, so he raised his hand to interrupt her and said helplessly, "I'm not a person who indulges in extravagance. There's no need to be like this."

Qingyan's expression remained unchanged, without any expression, but his clear eyes were slightly puzzled. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "There are also biological sisters, aunts and nieces, mothers and daughters..."

Zhao Wumian sighed.

Qing Yan stopped in time and glanced coldly at the girls around him. They blinked their eyes, put down the instruments in their hands, and then knelt on the ground side by side, with their backs to Zhao Wumian stretching like a cat, and lifted the hem of their skirts with one hand.

Zhao Wumian's breath was choked. Nothing at all?
There are those who value time more than money... but there are also those who don't value time so much.

Each has its own characteristics and features...

They shook their hips and said in a soft voice: "Young Master, choose me first~"

"Deflower me first~"

Many powerful men in the capital city would spend a fortune to meet this woman, who took the initiative to ask Zhao Wumian for her and lined up to greet her. If he didn't react at all, he wouldn't be worthy of being called a man.

"You slut!" Su Qingqi couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward to wrestle with Qingyan again.

"Ah - stop, stop hitting me~" The prostitutes were frightened.

There was a lot of noise and clanging in the house.

"You woman, the young master has worked so hard for so long, and you don't allow him to enjoy himself?" Qing Yan was also furious. He questioned while wrestling with Su Qingqi.

These words really touched Su Qingqi's heart.

So after a while, melodious music was heard again in the house. The dancer, wearing only a thin dress, danced to the music, just for one person.

Zhao Wumian looked at Su Qingqi, and when he saw that she was not angry, he felt relieved and began to enjoy the singing and dancing in front of him.

With his status, it is easy for him to hold power in the world when he is awake and sleep on the lap of a beauty when he is drunk, but it is obviously impossible for him not to care about his "wife of poverty and hardship".

As long as Su Qingqi is unwilling for him to do it from the bottom of her heart, Zhao Wumian will definitely not do it... just like he never touched Qingyan and other women because Xiao Yuanmu didn't want to.

Su Qingqi took off her boots and sat on the couch wearing only white socks. She looked at the charming women in front of her with a squint, then sighed lightly. She used the "Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon" skill to suck a fruit plate from the table and put it on her lap. She picked up a winter date with her jade fingers and handed it to Zhao Wumian's mouth.

"She's not wrong, Master doesn't care, and he brought you here specially, obviously wanting you to relax. I just tried to stop her because I was jealous, which made me look like a nagging woman."

Zhao Wumian held the winter date in his mouth and licked Su Qingqi's finger. "I will be angry if you don't stop me."

Su Qingqi patted him on the shoulder with annoyance.

"I always felt that you did too much and I did too little, and I always wanted to do more for you. Now that I think about it..." Su Qingqi paused, a puzzled look appeared in her eyes, and she suddenly smiled, "If you like this, then I will cater to you, and it can be regarded as helping you in another way."

"Your logic is a bit strange... Aren't you afraid that without your supervision, I will live a life of luxury and debauchery?" Zhao Wumian spat out the date pit and was about to find a trash can, when someone came forward to catch it with a handkerchief.

"As long as you like it." Su Qingqi shook her head slightly, "And you are not that kind of person."

"Why do you have to go to such lengths? Deep down you don't like me being like this, right?"

Su Qingqi glanced at him sideways, then quickly looked away without answering.

Although there was no such direct affection in Qingyan's eyes, Zhao Wumian could still understand what she meant... I like you. I like you so much that no matter what you want to do, I don't want to refuse you.

Su Qingqi has always been shy about talking about her feelings for Zhao Wumian, so she changed the subject and asked with a smile: "What about the young master? Do you like him?"

"How could I not like you?"

"No, I'm asking if you like this?" Su Qingqi pointed at the prostitutes who were playing music, singing and dancing.

Zhao Wumian shook his head, "I don't like it."

Su Qingqi definitely doesn’t like it, so he doesn’t like it either.

"Oh? Really?" Su Qingqi looked at the prostitute named Yiyi, "You, come here."

Yiyi came over with the guqin in her arms and bowed to greet him.

"Take off."

Su Qingqi uttered a word lightly.

Yiyi's talented and intellectual face was slightly stunned. She glanced at Zhao Wumian, then put down the guqin, untied her belt, and let her dress fall off.

"Use the piano." Su Qingqi said lightly again.

Yiyi glanced at Zhao Wumian again, then bit her lower lip lightly, shyly and timidly, and held the guqin upright, placing its edges against the place where every moment counts.

"kindness……"

Zhao Wumian's heart almost stopped beating.

Su Qingqi asked again: "Do you like it?"

"do not like."

Su Qingqi grabbed his hand and pressed it towards Yiyi.

Yiyi's face flushed, she didn't dodge at all, and even moved forward to respond.

The women around showed envious expressions.

"Do you like it?" Su Qingqi asked again.

"I like this." Zhao Wumian withdrew his hand and pinched Su Qingqi's little feet.

"Your hands are wet, yet you still touch me..." Su Qingqi glared at him helplessly, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

crunch————

Qingyan walked into the room carrying hot water, and saw Yiyi who was "insulted and had no choice but to defend herself with the guqin". Without changing her expression, she placed the basin in front of the couch, took off Zhao Wumian's shoes and socks, and helped him wash his feet.

Zhao Wumian was not used to being served, "Let me do it."

Qingyan glanced at Yiyi, and then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared in his eyes. He opened his clothes and poured hot water in front of him. Then he held Zhao Wumian's feet with both hands and pressed them against them, and said seriously: "Young Master, do you like this?"

Zhao Wumian's breathing became heavier. Everything in the room made him feel hot and dizzy.

He thought that he could not be so depraved, so he looked at Qingyan beside the bed and asked, "Since our branch is in the capital, it is not just for the purpose of generating income... What else do we usually do?"

"Collecting intelligence. Some things that are difficult for the court to know are easier for us to obtain." A smile appeared on Qingyan's face. He slowly stood up, pressed the soft couch with his hands, and moved close to Zhao Wumian, breathing like orchid.

The hot and fragrant wind blew on Zhao Wumian's face.

"Young Master, don't think about these things now. Just enjoy our service tonight."

Qingyan's temperament is so ethereal, but in front of Zhao Wumian, it is such a contrast.

Zhao Wumian's breathing became heavier. He played with Su Qingqi's little feet with one hand and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

Su Qingqi raised her hand to tuck the hair around her ears, pursed her lips, and then took the initiative to move forward.

Qingyan stared at Zhao Wumian, pressed her small hand on Zhao Wumian's belly, and whispered softly, "Young Master...it's a rare trip for you to come back to Beijing, can you come every night? Qingyan misses you very much..."

The courtesans were talking and laughing happily.

At some point, their clothes had fallen to the ground. Even if Zhao Wumian didn't touch them... he could still push them away, or... learn how to defend himself from Yi Yi's guqin to add some interest.

I can't sleep tonight and the music never stops.

The next day, which was the first day after Zhao Wumian returned to the capital, the news that Wei Minghou appeared in front of Zeng Lengyue and kissed the courtesan was reported to the ears of the current emperor by court officials.

Not only did he go to the brothel, he also brought Miss Su along, which made Miss Su so furious that she almost bleed to death.

The chivalrous hero who had just become the sword master not long ago, and the prince of the imperial court, went to a brothel to show off his talent on the first night he returned to the capital. This news spread throughout the capital in the blink of an eye.

When the emperor heard this, he didn't say a word during the entire morning court session. After the court session ended, he sent 300 imperial guards to seal Zeng Lengyue, on the grounds of strictly checking the annual tax collection... that is, checking the account books to see if there was any tax evasion. As for when the investigation would be completed... the emperor had the final say.

Zeng Lengyue is the largest brothel in the capital. With business growing to this point, it is no longer just a place for pleasure. People from all walks of life exchange information, scholars and writers write poems and couplets, and there are even singing and dancing activities, and the delicious food is all unique in the capital. After receiving such a letter, many people in the capital may have complained, but the emperor rarely acts on his own.

It's no use no matter who says it.

Zhao Wumian's bright future of going to Zeng Lengyue's brothel to listen to music every night was strangled in the cradle by the current emperor.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies. Many people in the capital applauded upon hearing this and wanted to kowtow to Zhao Wumian.

It seems that no matter how powerful the shopkeeper behind Zeng Lengyue is, he has to stay in the capital and listen to the emperor obediently.

Zhao Wumian was not interested in his reputation in the martial arts world. He just wanted to explain to Luo Chaoyan, the Queen Mother, Mu Lier, Guan Yunshu, and Luo Xiangzhu who were still in the capital... But there were too many people he wanted to explain to and too many places he had to go, so he was simply unable to do so. But it didn't matter. The emperor made the decision for him.

Two imperial edicts were issued successively, and were brought to Zhao Wumian by the chief eunuch Li and the personal female official Zhongli respectively.

The first imperial decree was to allow him to enter the palace to meet the emperor.

The second imperial decree was to make him wash clean and not have any feminine smell on his body.

Lady Zhongli also brought a carriage from the palace to wait for him, obviously not giving Zhao Wumian a chance to refuse.

Using the imperial edict like this... It goes without saying that the emperor has already lost his mind with rage.

Zhao Wumian received the imperial edict and seemed a little depressed. He took a hot bath with Zeng Lengyue and Miss Su... Su Qingqi was laughing the whole time.

"why are you laughing?"

"So many women were naked in front of you last night... I was upset, but now I feel happy."

"Don't you mind?"

Su Qingqi tapped Zhao Wumian's shoulder with her index finger and stepped out of the bathtub. She walked barefoot on the carpet and walked to the dressing table. She raised her hand to hold her long black hair and said, "I don't mind, but I'm not happy in my heart... Sir, don't you understand women?"

She simply wiped herself and took out clean clothes for Zhao Wumian to put on. It was still a moon-white robe, decorated with gold patterns in the details, elegant and luxurious.

In order to calm Luo Chaoyan down, Su Qingqi specially sent someone to the Su Mansion to get Zhao Wumian's fox fur coat to put on, adding a touch of nobility.

This fox fur coat was made by Luo Chaoyan herself for Zhao Wumian.

"You haven't been to the palace for a long time. Don't talk too much and contradict Her Majesty. She must be angry. No matter how good your relationship is, you can't help but understand her woman's heart." Su Qingqi straightened Zhao Wumian's clothes and advised.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, lifted Su Qingqi's chin, and kissed her pink lips again before leaving Zeng Lengyue and getting on the carriage to the palace.

Xiao Yuanmu was sitting on the terrace of the pavilion, fanning himself with a round fan and looking at him with a half-smile on his face.

Zhao Wumian drew aside the carriage curtain and looked at her.

The carriage swayed forward, Zhao Wumian lowered the curtains, and suddenly realized that this was exactly Xiao Yuanmu's purpose.

Bringing him to Zeng Lengyue was, first, to help him get familiar with the past, second, to rest, and third, for this moment... to give Luo Chaoyan a warning.

There is no fighting with swords and sabers between women...hiss~it's a bit scary.

"So I really didn't go to the brothel on my own initiative. Doesn't His Majesty know me? If I wanted to get drunk every night and indulge in luxury, I could have done it when His Majesty made me a marquis."

In the Imperial Garden, Zhao Wumian explained.

Luo Chaoyan, wearing a dark red dragon robe, stood in the imperial garden. He picked a bright peach blossom and handed it to the queen mother, ignoring Zhao Wumian. "Mother, try it on?"

The Queen Mother was wearing a crimson phoenix skirt. In the palace, her face no longer had the tenderness and charm she had in Shu, but was instead majestic. She raised her hand to take it, pinned it in her hair, and motioned for Zhao Wumian to see, "Does this palace look good?"

"The Queen Mother is never ugly."

The Queen Mother glanced at Zhao Wumian, and then asked doubtfully: "Did I ask Marquis Weiming?"

Zhao Wumian: “…”

Obviously, the Queen Mother also had resentment. If it had been before, she would definitely have fanned the flames and watched the fun, but now she herself was caught up in it, and obviously she could not look at this matter as an outsider... If it were not for her status, she would have gone directly to Zeng Lengyue to arrest people this morning.

Luo Chaoyan still ignored Zhao Wumian and simply corrected him, "When you talk to me, you must call yourself 'minister'... My Lord, you haven't been to the palace for so long that you have forgotten even this little bit of etiquette?"

"I only call myself 'minister' when I am teasing Your Majesty. Your Majesty knows this... If I really call myself that, I am afraid that Your Majesty will be the one who gets hurt."

"It is a great sin to speculate on the emperor's intention at will." Luo Chaoyan put his hands behind his back, turned his back, and walked towards the direction of the female official Zhongli.

Lady Zhongli and Lian Xue each held a panda cub, looking left and right curiously, taking care of it for Luo Chaoyan and the Queen Mother.

Luo Chaoyan lifted up the panda's face and looked at it for a few seconds, then asked, "Why did you bring a panda to me?"

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned. He did not expect Luo Chaoyan to take the initiative to bring up the topic. He answered truthfully: "When I was in Qin, didn't I write a letter to His Majesty, saying that I wanted to go see pandas? When I wrote the letter, I was thinking that due to His Majesty's status, it would be difficult for him to leave the capital unless he went on a private visit or led an expedition in person. He might not have seen a panda before. If he wants to see one in the future..."

"If you want to see one in the future, I can ask the King of Shu to pay tribute to you." Luo Chaoyan glanced at Zhao Wumian. It was the first time she had seen him since Zhao Wumian entered the palace. "No matter how smart a panda is, it is still a beast and cannot make its own decisions. But some people are different... Even if I want to see one, he may not want to see me."

This was obviously a hint that Zhao Wumian had become increasingly distant from her since he met Xiao Yuanmu. It could also be saying that Zhao Wumian returned to Beijing last night and did not come to see her, but instead went to accompany Xiao Yuanmu to visit a brothel.

Zhao Wumian took a few steps closer and said, "If I didn't want to see you, why would I tell you about Xiao Yuanmu? Why didn't I hide it from you? Why didn't I lie to you?"

Luo Chaoyan nodded slightly in the direction of the Queen Mother, "The Queen Mother has already told me everything about Xiao Yuanmu. Even if you want to hide it, can you do it?"

"Then the Queen Mother doesn't know that Zeng Lengyue is also a branch of Taixuan Palace, right?" Hearing this, Zhao Wumian began to feel angry. "I still told you the truth about this matter. I guess Yuan Mu has a grudge against you, so he wants to use this to anger you. I have already told you this guess... Why did I want to hide it from you?"

Lady Zhongli and Lian Xue were slightly startled. This tone... was not the right attitude to speak to the emperor.

The Queen Mother's face changed slightly, and her originally somewhat resentful thoughts began to become frightened again... No matter how good the relationship between these two people is, Luo Chaoyan is still the emperor, how could she speak to the emperor like this?
And as far as the Queen Mother knew, Zhao Wumian had never quarreled with Luo Chaoyan.

Luo Chaoyan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked back at Zhao Wumian, "What are you angry about?"

"Just because Xiao Yuanmu showed up, you think I would lie to you... shouldn't you be angry?"

Luo Chaoyan frowned, "You are the one who was intimate with Zeng Lengyue and the so-called courtesan... I am not angry yet, but you are the first to get angry. Do you think this is normal?"

"Aren't you angry?" Zhao Wumian didn't even call him 'Your Majesty'.

After saying this, Luo Chaoyan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she glared at Zhao Wumian, then turned her head to look at him for a few seconds, raised her hand, plucked a handful of peach blossoms from the peach branch, and threw them at Zhao Wumian.
"If I wasn't angry, why would I treat you like this? Why are you asking me this question? When you wrote to me saying you were going back to Beijing, I thought you might come back earlier... It's fine if you didn't come back earlier, but the Queen Mother also said that Xiao Yuanmu was on the boat, and you didn't dare to leave casually... But as soon as you returned to Beijing, you ran to the brothel and flirted with a prostitute who didn't know anything about you!?"

Luo Chaoyan didn't even say "I".

Lady Zhongli and Lian Xue quickly put the panda cub down, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and trembled.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly winked at Zhao Wumian...Why don't you apologize quickly?

A bunch of peach blossoms fell on Zhao Wumian, but they were soft and had no power, only the fragrance of flowers.

Zhao Wumian saw that Luo Chaoyan's pretty face had turned red with anger and her chest kept rising and falling. All the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared. Instead, he felt relieved and even a little happy. "Your Majesty is expecting me to come back early?"

Luo Chaoyan squinted at him, then bent down, picked up a handful of dirt, and threw it at Zhao Wumian again, "What are you asking? Who dares to answer the emperor's question with a question? It's you who only knows how to bully me. It was the same when we were in the ruined temple. You can just act if you want to, but you have to be mean to me..."

Seeing that Luo Chaoyan actually brought up the old matter again, Zhao Wumian brushed the dust off his body and couldn't help but laugh.

He said, "Hey, there are no so many rules and regulations between you and me... Why are you afraid of Yuan Mu? Didn't I tell you everything about her? I just want you to be scared."

"I'm not afraid." Luo Chaoyan regained some composure, glanced at Zhao Wumian coldly, and corrected Zhao Wumian's choice of words, saying: "Xiao Yuanmu."

"Oh...why are you afraid of Xiao Yuanmu?"

"I'm not afraid. I'm worried that if I kill her, you'll be sad."

Zhao Wumian felt that this sentence structure seemed somewhat familiar. Xiao Yuanmu seemed to have said the same thing to the Queen Mother... Although these two women had never met each other before, they might have something in common.

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty just said that I went to a brothel and had sex with an Oiran. You should be angry... Why should Your Majesty be angry? Is it not right for the Emperor to care about my private affairs..."

Luo Chaoyan looked at him coldly.

Zhao Wumian shut up immediately.

The female official Zhongli and Lian Xue, who were kneeling on the ground and shivering, raised their eyes quietly, looked left and right at the two people, feeling confused in their hearts.

The emperor was furious just now, how come this matter seemed to be resolved so easily?
The Queen Mother's originally worried thoughts suddenly became a little unhappy at this moment... She found that the relationship between these two people was actually so good.

She hugged her chest and looked away calmly, then saw a palace maid rushing over. She reported and immediately knelt down, bowed to Luo Chaoyan, the Queen Mother and Zhao Wumian in turn, then presented a brocade box with both hands and said to Zhao Wumian, "My Lord, Miss Shen has sent you a gift and a message."

Zhao Wumian was stunned. Miss Shen...Shen Xiangge?

She also returned to the capital? What a coincidence?

He was overjoyed. He raised his hand to take the brocade box and opened it. He saw neatly folded handkerchiefs inside. The handkerchiefs were slightly bulging, so he probably put something inside.

He was worried that there might be information related to the glass lamp inside, so he did not open it and asked calmly, "What did she say?"

The maid raised her eyes with a strange expression, and said, "Miss Shen said that you should not go to the brothel. When you have time, go to the Shen Mansion to see her more often. But before you go to see her, remember to take a bath. You can't smell like other women."

The Queen Mother looked at Luo Chaoyan with a strange look in her eyes.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and waited until the palace maid left and there were no outsiders in the imperial garden. Then he took out the handkerchief from the brocade box and opened it. Inside was a neatly folded white cloth.

He was a little confused and picked up the white cloth, which was still somewhat warm for some reason.

I leaned in and smelled it, and it smelled a very familiar fragrance.

Unfold the folded white cloth and take a look.

Oh, it turned out to be Shen Xiangge's socks...

Huh? This woman actually sent him socks and even sent them to the palace?
There was something wrong with the way Luo Chaoyan and the Queen Mother looked at Zhao Wumian.

(End of this chapter)