Laughing, the host always wants to escape

"Xiao Ye, start the transmission information to the next dimension." Tang Cuo sat up straight, his fingers slightly clenched.

[Okay, we are processing the host's request. The shuttle channel has been opened. Please stand firmly. The next stop of the journey begins now...]

As the scene before his eyes changed, Tang Cuo took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The originally quiet environment gradually became filled with noisy sounds, like drum music and pleasant pipa and string music, intertwined with the conversations of the crowd.

After a few seconds, the noise disappeared again.

Tangcuo slowly opened his eyes and began to look around. In front of him was an octagonal candlestick. The red candlelight created a unique atmosphere.

He lowered his head to look at his clothes. The bright red robe was half hanging on the ground, embroidered with golden patterns and blooming peonies, which maximized the visual impact.

The large area of ​​white skin exposed on her chest made Tangcuo look very charming.

Tangcuo hurriedly pulled his clothes up a little to cover his chest, and silently recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra several times.

This is an extra price. This is an extra price.

He stood up and walked towards the bronze mirror beside him. Looking at his own face in the mirror, although it was exactly the same as before, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye made him look particularly endearing.

"Xiao Ye, what is this place?" He turned around and looked at the bright red decoration in the room, and his eyes couldn't help but twitch a little.

[Transmitting plane information, please pay attention to receive it...]

A large number of memories flooded into his mind. Tang Cuo unconsciously held onto the sandalwood table beside him and frowned slightly.

[In the fourteenth year of Tianxing, the Rong Dynasty became the most powerful. In just a few years, it recovered all the surrounding countries, large and small. Among them, an indispensable general was the sixth son of this dynasty, Prince Rong'an, Mu Hanqing.

He is the sixth brother of the current emperor and the only prince whose fiefdom is around the imperial city. He had traveled around the world with the late emperor when he reached the age of 15, but for some reason, he was not the one to inherit the throne.

Two months ago, the current emperor passed away due to illness, and was succeeded by his fourteen-year-old son. Due to his young age and lack of experience, an evil wind naturally spread in the court, and the original emperor was deposed and a new king was established.

The candidate for the new king was naturally the famous military king Rong'an, but he acted as if he did not want to inherit the throne and even lectured the minister who brought up the matter.

"Then he's quite loyal."

[No one in the capital city knew what this prince was up to. Although he did not usurp the throne, he was appointed as the regent because of his military achievements and assisted in government affairs. Almost all military power in the dynasty was in his hands.]

"He doesn't want to be an emperor, but he holds military power. That means he is the only one in this dynasty." Tangcuo listened to the system's introduction with great interest.

[Later, the Rong Dynasty was peaceful and prosperous, and the prince no longer went to the army for training. Instead, he indulged in debauchery and often went to brothels to listen to music. But even so, he still had the final say in the court.]

"Oh! You are also a person who knows how to enjoy life." Tang Cuo propped up his chin, "What about me? What kind of status do I have here with my appearance?"

[The host's identity in this plane is a prince of the Puyang Dynasty, a dynasty destroyed by the Rong Dynasty. Unwilling to accept the destruction of his country, he sneaked into the Rong Dynasty's largest brothel to gather information and wait for an opportunity to assassinate Mu Hanqing.]

"My goodness, I am not only an assassin in this life? I am actually... an assassin hiding in a brothel?" Tang Cuo widened his eyes.

[Yes. ]

Tangcuo came to his senses, then sat on the bed beside him and packed his luggage silently.

[Host, what are you doing?]

"What for? It's the original owner who refuses to accept the fact that his country was destroyed, not me. I accept it, so I won't play with them anymore." Tang Cuo carried the luggage on his shoulders.

[Uh...if the host deviates from the main line of the mission, the mission will be directly deemed invalid and he will be wiped out from this plane.]

With a "crash", the luggage on his shoulders suddenly fell back onto the bed. Tang Cuo sighed and continued, "Tell me, what's the next plot?"

[……]The host's transformation is still so fast...

[When the host first enters the Misty Rain Pavilion, he will participate in a beauty contest three days later. At that time, the attacker will also come. What you need to do is to win the first place in the contest so that the attacker will remember you.]

"Ah? I'm not good at anything, how can I win first place?" Tangcuo couldn't help but frowned.

[Although the host does not have artistic talent, the host is good-looking. With your looks, it should not be difficult to win the first place.]

"No? Can good looks be enough to make a living?" Tang Cuo sighed and actually spoke out what was in his mind.

"Here, being good-looking can really make a living." Outside the door, a woman pushed it open and walked in. Her cheeks were covered with white gauze, and her half-hidden face gave people a sense of mystery.

Looking at the person who suddenly came in, Tang Cuo took a step back unconsciously, "Who are you?"

"Sir, you don't remember me, but I am the one who introduced you here." The woman smiled, took off her veil, and walked to Tangcuo's side. "My name is Hongtao. All the affairs of Yanyu Pavilion are under my control."

"Oh..." Is this the legendary madam? Isn't she said to have a plump figure and a signature mole?

"I think you will shine in the Oiran selection competition in three days." Hong Tao raised the corner of his eyes slightly.

"Ah? Why?" Tang Cuo looked at her in confusion.

"Just based on your stunning looks, you will definitely win the hearts of many young men from prominent families in the capital." Hong Tao looked at his cheek and couldn't help but touch it.

Tang Cuo swallowed and quietly took a step back, "Sister...what do you think of His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an?"

Hearing his words, Hong Tao silently withdrew her hand and glanced at him, "Why? Are you interested in His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an is heroic and brave in battle. It's normal for you to fall in love with him." Tang Cuo said tactfully.

Sure enough, hearing him say that, Hong Tao's face looked better. "That being said, I advise you not to focus on His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an. Although His Royal Highness often comes and goes in the Misty Rain Pavilion, he never stays overnight. The only one who has accompanied him is Miss Hongxiu."

"Red Sleeves?"

"Yes, she is a famous talented woman in our Yanyu Pavilion. She is proficient in all kinds of tunes and instruments, and can recite music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose at will." When she mentioned Hongxiu, her eyes brightened up.

"Then she and His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an..."

"Don't make random guesses. His Royal Highness Prince Rong'an is a clean man, and we Hongxiu only sell our art and not our bodies."

"Oh." Tang Cuo nodded. "Since she is so powerful, shouldn't she be the most beautiful courtesan?" He always felt that there was some unknown conspiracy going on with this woman.