I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 220 Stealing Business

"Your Highness, it's time to change the medicine." Inside the inn, the beauty took the tray from the maid, sat down beside the bed, and called softly.

Wei Mingliang sat up and turned his face to the side to make it easier for the beauty to apply medicine on him.

After a few days, the scratches on his body no longer hurt, and some of them even had scabs falling off. In two days, he would be able to go out and see people.

He asked, "What is Yujin doing?"

"The princess listened to a story yesterday and cried for half the night. Her eyes are badly swollen, and she is applying eye masks in the room." The beauty applied the medicine gently, as if she was worried about hurting Wei Mingliang.

Wei Mingliang also knew how much his sister could cry, so he felt helpless when he heard this, "Has she mastered the dance you taught her?"

"The princess is gifted, and she practiced well yesterday." The beauty put away the medicine and snuggled into his arms with a smile. "At the New Year's Eve banquet, the princess's dance will surely astonish everyone, and entering the palace will be a natural thing."

"There must be no mistakes in this matter." Wei Mingliang pinched the chin of the person in his arms and stared into those watery eyes.

"I have done my best, Your Highness. How would you like to reward me?" The beauty raised her hands and put them around Wei Mingliang's neck, her red lips slightly pursed, and her posture of asking for reward was quite cute and naive.

Wei Mingliang raised his eyebrows and traced her red lips with his fingertips: "What reward do you want?"

"Of course..." The beauty leaned close to Wei Mingliang's ear and whispered something, then asked in a tender voice, "Does Your Highness agree?"

Wei Mingliang didn't care: "If you have the ability, just take it."

At the same time, Wei Ming Yu Jin, who was supposed to be applying eye mask in the house, jumped out of the back window with the help of a maid and sneaked to see Yin Meizhen.

"My second brother asked me to dance at the New Year's Eve banquet, and then I should enter the palace." Wei Ming Yu Jin picked up a piece of phoenix tail cake and ate it. She turned to look at Yin Meizhen who was choosing clothes nearby, "When are you going to dance for my second brother?"

"On New Year's Eve, in the palace." Yin Meizhen threw the pomegranate veil over her body and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Wei Ming Yu Jin nodded and said seriously, "Second brother will definitely fall for you."

Hearing this, Yin Meizhen almost couldn't maintain the smile on her face.

In order to avoid being discovered by Wei Ming Yu Jin, she turned around and took off the pomegranate gauze, puffed up her cheeks and adjusted her expression. When she was no longer stiff, she turned around, walked to sit next to Wei Ming Yu Jin, and ate the phoenix tail pastry.

"Why New Year's Eve?" Wei Ming Yu Jin asked, "That night all civil and military officials and envoys must enter the palace for a banquet. The palace has many rules and many eyes. What if someone finds us?"

Yin Meizhen looked at her and asked instead of answering, "The Second Prince is still recovering from his injuries. If he is in the inn, how do you plan to trick him out?"

"Hmm..." Wei Ming Yu Jin thought for a moment while eating the phoenix tail cake, and said, "You go to my room to dance. I can lie to my second brother that I'm sick, and he will definitely come to see me. When he comes into the room, I'll lock him up and let him out after you finish dancing."

Yin Meizhen: “…”

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Wei Ming Yu Jin blinked and asked in confusion: "Is this method not possible?"

Yin Meizhen shook her head. "Let's not talk about whether the Second Prince believes it or not. If you lock him up with me, he will definitely be angry and might even break out. Then everything will be ruined."

"Ah?" Weiming Yujin then remembered that his second brother was very skilled in martial arts and that a door could not be closed by one person.

She frowned, "But the doors of the rooms in the palace seem to be similar to those in the posthouse. Second brother can break through the door and get out."

"The palace is not an inn, the Second Prince will be hesitant, and I don't want the Third Prince to know." Yin Meizhen touched her head lovingly, "The most important thing is that only in the palace can I make the Second Prince come to me on his own initiative."

Wei Ming Yu Jin looked at her curiously: "What's the solution?"

"I can't tell you now." Yin Meizhen kept it a secret and smiled, "You'll know on New Year's Eve."*
At night, light the lamp.

The flower house is open to welcome guests.

Wan Fang Lou's madam, Mama Wan, was greeting guests in the lobby. She would glance at the door from time to time, feeling strange.

Business was the best at this time of year in previous years. High-ranking officials and dignitaries loved to come to the building, and the seats were always packed, even the private rooms were fully booked.

But something is wrong this year. For several days in a row, none of those familiar faces from the past have come to visit. Could it be that they have been tripped up by the female tiger in the house?
Tonight is the Oiran Night that she has carefully prepared. If those dignitaries are not here to support her, what will she earn?

Mother Wan was secretly worried. She walked to the door and looked at the street. Suddenly, she saw Mother Feng, the madam of Chunmanyuan across the street, also looking at the street.

The two looked at each other, and sparks popped.

Mother Wan folded her arms and said, "Oh, isn't this Mother Feng from Chun Man Yuan? You usually come out to greet us when we're reciting poems or making couplets, why are you out today?"

She squinted her eyes and looked at Chun Man Yuan. "Oh, why don't I see any customers? Could it be that Chun Man Yuan is closed down?"

She covered her mouth and laughed, not hiding her gloating, which made Mother Feng so angry that her nose became crooked.

She put her hands on her hips and cursed, "Wan, you old bastard, you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth! Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"

She was about to pounce, but the turtle man beside her hurriedly stopped her.

If these two start fighting in public, how can business be done?

Mother Wan made faces at her fearlessly: "Come here, come here, I will beat you till your teeth are all over the floor!"

Mother Feng was so angry that she kicked away the turtle man who was blocking her way and rushed over aggressively. She was about to grab Mother Wan's hair when she suddenly caught sight of a thin figure.

Her eyes lit up, and she passed by Mother Wan, who had rolled up her sleeves, like a gust of wind, and stood in front of the man, smiling: "Oh, isn't this Lord Tao? You haven't been here for a long time. We have opened new wine in the building. You must try it today."

Business in the building is slow now, so she doesn't care about the rule that one has to recite poems or compose couplets before entering the building, and she just wants to pull people in first.

How could Wan Mama let her have her way? She ran over and grabbed Tao Shidu's sleeve and said, "Master Tao, Miss Xueheng from Chunmanyuan returned home last month. You won't find her if you go in. Why don't you come to our Wanfang Tower? Miss Bijian in our tower is also a good zither player and will not disappoint you."

Mother Feng was so angry that her eyes almost burst into flames because of the business being snatched in front of her. However, she could not get angry because of the presence of Tao Shidu. She just snorted coldly: "Master Tao is used to drinking the fine wine of our Chunman Garden, but he can't drink the inferior water wine of your Wanfang Tower."

She grabbed the other sleeve of Tao Shidu and invited him with a smile: "Although Xueheng has returned to her hometown, Rouqing is still here. Today, I will take charge and ask that girl to serve you well. Please follow me in."

Tao Shidu staggered when she pulled him, shook off Wan Mama's hand, and followed her into Chunman Garden.

Mother Wan curled her lips, spat at the door of Chunmanyuan, and cursed the bad luck inwardly.

She was about to go back to the building when she suddenly saw a familiar face not far away. She immediately went to greet him with a smile, "Isn't this Lord Wang? You haven't been here for a while. Tang'er was just talking about you. Finally you are here. Please come in."

"It's not convenient today." Censor Wang waved his hand, flicked his sleeves and left.

How could Mother Wan let the fat meat slip away? She quickly reached out and grabbed it, "Sir Wang, today is the night of the Oiran, you..."

"what!!!"

"Help!!!"

Suddenly, several screams were heard in Chunman Garden, startling the two people who were pulling each other. They turned their heads to look at Chunman Garden along with the people passing by on the street.