The Time Traveling Prince Consort Plans to Rule the World for Me

Mu Jin felt very happy when he saw Su Yuntian's anxious look.

Mu Jin walked towards Eleven who had been waiting for him for a long time, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Eleven, have you gotten used to living in Prince Yun's Mansion these days?"

Eleven replied gently: "Thank you for your concern, Miss. Everything is fine."

Mu Jin nodded, and with Qing'er's help, he got into the carriage.

After the master and servant were seated, Qing'er said to Eleven outside the carriage, "Let's go to Zuiyue Tower on Nanmen Street."

Eleven received the order and then drove the carriage slowly.

"Miss, you are so great. The prince has been having more and more trouble dealing with you lately. Are you afraid that your slap may have made her stupid?"

Mu Jin tapped the palm of his hand with his fan in a rhythmic manner and said with a smile, "In order to get a divorce with me, he can endure to make Shen Qianqian his wife. Should I praise him as a good man? Or a scumbag?"

Qing'er said blankly: "Any man that the young lady doesn't like is a scumbag! But why do I feel that the prince doesn't really want to divorce you, young lady?"

"Oh~ That must be your illusion. I don't care what he thinks. I will not share the same man with other women. I can only have one man in my heart. Otherwise, no matter how much I like him, I will give him up."

Mu Jin's words floated faintly through the car curtain and into the ears of someone who was paying attention. The corner of that person's mouth curved slightly, but no one noticed unless they looked closely.

After driving for a while, the carriage finally stopped at Nanmen Street.

Eleven rolled up the carriage curtain and said to Mu Jin, "Miss, we have arrived at Zuiyue Tower!"

Qing'er bent down and helped Mu Jin up, and they got off the carriage together.

"Zuiyuelou" is a high-end theater with a large curtain at the entrance depicting a beautiful female actor.

She holds a rose in her hand, biting it lightly with her red lips, and wears a modified half-covered costume, which is very suggestive. There are three big words marked on the lower back corner of the canvas: Zui Linglong. I guess she is the protagonist of today's performance.

The "Zuiyue Tower" was still bustling during the day. When Mu Jin brought Qing'er and Shiyi in, the entire lobby was filled with people.

There were women of various looks standing everywhere in the theater, as well as handsome and powerful young men to greet guests.

According to different groups of people, they can accurately receive customers according to their needs.

Mu Jin took a look at the "Zuiyue Tower" and found that its decoration and reception were different from other theaters.

A theater, not called Liyuan or Xilou, but with such a romantic name. No wonder Su Yuntian was so excited when he knew she was coming here and told her not to mess around.

Mu Jin nodded with satisfaction as he looked at it, then patted Qing'er on the shoulder and praised her for choosing a good place.

Qing'er also had an innocent look on her face. She hadn't expected that the theater revealed everywhere that it was not the place they should be.

At that time, a stage was built in front of the lobby, covered with a red carpet, and the stage was decorated with cloud sand and flowers.

The show hasn't started yet, but girls from the theater are already playing the piano on the stage to liven up the atmosphere.

The girls playing the piano are all very beautiful. Just looking at their slender, white and delicate hands playing the piano makes people want to touch them.

When a beautiful and plump waitress saw Mu Jin and the other two enter the hall, she immediately came forward and asked with a smile.

"My three lords, I am so sorry, the seats downstairs are full, but there are still some seats upstairs. Would you like to come upstairs and enjoy your presence?"

Mu Jin glanced at Qing'er, and Qing'er immediately understood and took out a silver note and handed it to the waitress.

Qing Er said, "Please give us a good private room, and for the rest, serve us refreshments."

When the waitress saw Qing'er's generosity, she immediately stuck close to Qing'er enthusiastically. Qing'er was suddenly frightened by the waitress's enthusiasm and quickly jumped away.

The waitress covered her mouth with her hands and smiled: "Three guests, follow me."

The private rooms on the second floor are separated by screens.

When Mu Jin and the other two walked into the private room, they found that it was facing the stage. There was no one in the private room on the left, but there were two young men in the private room on the right, which did not affect Mu Jin's impression.

Mu Jin sat down with satisfaction. When she turned around and found Qing'er and Shiyi still standing behind her, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"What are you standing for? Are you acting as a door god? Sit down."

At this time, the two of them happily sat down on the left and right of Mu Jin.

Soon, two waitresses brought tea, melon seeds and tea cakes and placed them on the table.

Qing'er poured a cup of tea for Mu Jin. Mu Jin took a sip. The mellow and sweet tea soup overflowed from his teeth and cheeks with a lingering fragrance, containing a refreshing sweetness, which was what Mu Jin liked.

Mu Jin picked up a few peeled pine nuts and threw them into his mouth, then looked around the private rooms downstairs. Some male spectators also hired one or two beautiful waitresses to accompany them to watch the show.

Looking at Eleven, who was sitting on her right and was peeling pine nuts for her seriously, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Hello~Eleven"

When Eleven heard Mu Jin calling him, he looked at Mu Jin with bright eyes.

"Look at that private room downstairs."

Eleven looked down obediently and saw a fat man hugging a waitress and feeding her tea mouth to mouth. Eleven immediately looked away.

Mu Jin said with a smile: "Do you want me to buy you one? At your age, it's time for you to get married. Go if you need one. Don't hold it back."

Eleven still shook his head, and Mu Jin smiled and said, "At your age, are you married at home?"

Eleven was about to say no, but then he realized that he didn't know his former self at all, so he said, "I can't remember, so I guess not."

Mu Jin smiled and said, "Looking at your age, even if you haven't married yet, you should have many concubines at home. Don't be shy."

Eleven placed the peeled pine nuts on the empty plate in front of Mu Jin and said seriously: "There won't be a concubine. If I want a woman, it will be a lifelong couple, there won't be anyone else."

When Mu Jin heard this, he smiled indifferently and looked back at the stage.

Eleven looked at Mu Jin and felt a little annoyed when he saw that Mu Jin did not respond to him. He felt that he should not say these things in front of Mu Jin.

At this time, on the stage opposite, dancers came on stage one by one. As soon as the dancers appeared, there were exclamations from the audience.

The dancers on the stage have delicate eyebrows and eyes, and skin as white as cream. They sing as softly as silk, and dance with beautiful, soft, slender waists.

Mu Jin was dazzled by what he saw, and Qing'er gradually relaxed. The master and servant started discussing which dancer had the biggest breasts and the most curvaceous butt.

Eleven was listening beside him with his head down and his face flushed.

Suddenly, a dancer in a red gauze dress came out from the end of the stage. Her dance steps were light and powerful, like petals flying in the air.

While dancing, her waist as soft as a water snake and her plump and exquisite figure were faintly visible under the red gauze dress, and her rosy face stunned the spectators.

I guess this is the sign outside "Zui Linglong", it is really beautiful.

Such dancing skills drew cheers from the audience.

Mu Jin looked at the dancer and asked Qing'er, "What do you think of this dancer?"

Qing'er's eyes widened: "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!"

"Who do you think is prettier, her or Shen Qianqian?"

Qing Er shook her head and said, "Shen Qianqian can't compare."

Mu Jin had ill intentions and smiled, "How about I buy one and bring it back to Su Yuntian as a concubine?"