The princess is killing like crazy again

"How can you stay by my side if you don't have any special skills?" Xiao Yurong asked with raised eyebrows.

Du Xi hugged Hu Jia tightly in his arms, as if it was his only support.

He whispered, "Duxi can play the Hujia... My father sent me to learn in a brothel, and I learned some lowly things..."

To put it bluntly, he was taught completely according to the conditions of a male concubine.

They can only survive by relying on the powerful and the wealthy and by parasitizing others.

Duxi smiled self-deprecatingly.

A dirty and lowly person like him actually wanted Xiao Yurong to keep him.

After telling the truth, Du Xi huddled on the ground with his eyes closed, anxiously waiting for Xiao Yurong's verdict on him.

"Oh?" Xiao Yurong's voice sounded from above his head, and he asked slowly, "Are you clean?"

Du Xi was stunned for a moment, looked up at Xiao Yurong, then lowered his head anxiously, his whole body flushed.

He looked so lovable. Xiao Yurong laughed, "Don't get me wrong. Although I don't care about these things, I prefer men who are clean."

Du Xi whispered: "My father wanted to sell me for a good price, so I never..."

"Look up." Xiao Yurong pinched Du Xi's chin and lifted it up, carefully looking at this face that could be described as gentle and charming.

"You just said that you don't want to be a male concubine who serves men with your beauty and is a servile slave, but your only use now is to be a concubine." Xiao Yurong's tone was teasing.

"If Du Xi can get the princess's pity, he will be happy." Du Xi said hurriedly and anxiously.

Xiao Yurong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Du Xi carefully looked at Xiao Yurong's expression and saw that she seemed to be really smiling, then she lowered her head with red ears.

He couldn't help feeling shy, but he was also happy that Xiao Yurong smiled for him.

"It is a good thing that Your Highness has someone considerate and caring to take care of him." Li Yaozhi said.

Xiao Yurong smiled and tilted her head, "Shao Yan, you never feel jealous, and you are so considerate that I feel sorry for you."

Li Yaozhi said gently: "It would be best if Your Highness could be happy."

The two men seemed to say every word as they turned and walked towards the carriage side by side.

Du Xi stared at the two men's backs in a daze, still kneeling in the same place.

That young man is truly a gentleman, gentle as jade.

Even when accompanying Xiao Yurong, they could be described as golden wind and jade dew, a perfect match.

From the way they were talking to each other just now, I guess they have a very close relationship.

Du Xi had never heard that Princess Zhaoyang had ever been married. Thinking back to the rumors he knew, he guessed that the other party should be the princess's study partner Li Yaozhi.

Du Xi has been immersed in the brothels of prostitution since he was a child. He spends his days reading people's expressions and is extremely sensitive to people's emotional changes, facial expressions and words.

But he could feel that what Li Yaozhi had just said came from the heart.

Li Yaozhi remained calm towards this shameless man who offered himself to her halfway.

For Li Yaozhi, Xiao Yurong's happiness is the most important thing, and Du Xi's existence is nothing to be afraid of.

It was this kind of calmness that made Du Xi embarrassed.

"Why are you still kneeling? Get up quickly?" Cuicui urged Duxi.

She said with a straight face: "Since you want to enter the princess's mansion, you must know what you should and shouldn't do, and don't lose the princess's face!"

Du Xi got up from the ground in a daze, "Enter the princess's mansion?"

Cuicui glanced at him and said, "Don't you understand what the princess means? You will be the princess's concubine in the future. Go back to the mansion and take care of things. Someone will teach you the rules."

Du Xi didn't expect that even though he was like this, Xiao Yurong was willing to accept him and even take him as his concubine.

"The princess is willing to accept me..." He smiled happily.

The smile is like a lily slowly opening, elegant and soft, with the pearls condensed with auspicious colors.

When he raised his eyes to look at people, he was so gentle, as if he had completely handed over the power to be hurt to others, revealing his most vulnerable neck, the most fatal weakness.

Seeing this kind of gesture, even the most hard-hearted person would soften his heart.

"Since you are a member of the princess's mansion, your every word and action will affect the princess's reputation. As a concubine, your duty is to make the princess happy. There will be people to guide you in the follow-up, you just need to remember your mission, understand?" Cuicui was quite serious.

Looking at that expression, if you didn’t know, you would think that he was going to assign Du Xi some important task.

Du Xi nodded solemnly, "Aunt, I will try my best."

Cuicui nodded with satisfaction, "You can go back to the princess's mansion with those people first. The princess has other important things to do."

"Yes." Du Xi followed Xiao Yurong's entourage obediently and sensibly.

When Cuicui returned to the carriage, she heard a voice coming from inside: "Is everything arranged?"

"Yes." Cui Cui responded quickly, "The man... uh... is very happy."

She originally wanted to call him Young Master, after all, he was the princess's lover, so that was the most appropriate name.

But generally everyone in the princess's mansion just called Li Yaozhi Master, so it was strange that he opened his mouth now.

"Just call me Shijun." Xiao Yurong said.

Cuicui was very considerate, "I'm afraid the servant must be very happy."

"Of course he is happy. There are only a few people who can climb onto my bed." Xiao Yurong's answer was absurd and chaotic, but his expression was frank.

Li Yaozhi spoke gently: "If Your Highness likes him, Shao Yan can send someone to search for a boy with a clean family background and outstanding appearance and send him to Your Highness's backyard."

Xiao Yurong turned the jade ring on his thumb and said, "The peace of the backyard is certainly important, but we can also take advantage of the spies sent by those with ulterior motives."

"Your Highness is wise." Li Yaozhi smiled.

The two were unconvinced.

The eyes of those people with ulterior motives convey messages. Since they can use spies to convey messages, Xiao Yurong can naturally convey wrong messages to the other party.

Li Yaozhi paused and said, "As for Du Xi Shijun... we should also investigate it."

"If Shao Yan wants to investigate, then he can do it." Xiao Yurong said lazily, "He is just a concubine, so naturally he cannot compare to Shao Yan."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Li Yaozhi smiled.

Although he meant that it was just in case Do Hee was a trap set by someone.

But since Xiao Yurong was willing to favor him and comfort him, he gladly accepted it.

Xiao Yurong was still as cold and mean as ever, as if he never cared about anyone.

She had been extremely indulgent towards Li Yaozhi.

The carriage drove to Wang's house. When Xiao Yurong entered the hall, Wang Fuxuan was angry.

The servants in the yard knelt in two rows, all of them had sad faces and were trembling. It was terrifyingly quiet.

Those who did not kneel down also worked desperately on their tasks. They did not even dare to breathe, trembling with fear as if they were on the edge of an abyss.

There was a pile of broken porcelain between the two rows of kneeling servants. It seemed that Wang Fuxuan had dropped some valuable porcelain in his rage again.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, and a person lying on the ground was still struggling and squirming in pain.

You could see the cuts on both sides of the man's mouth, his mouth full of blood, and he was making mocking sounds.

No wonder everyone below was so silent, fearing that they would get into trouble.

Xiao Yurong was no stranger to this scene. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, the porcelain hit him in the face.

Xiao Yurong didn't even try to dodge, but looked at the vase coming towards him calmly.

With a crisp "crackling" sound, the blue and white porcelain smashed into pieces at Xiao Yurong's feet.

Xiao Yurong paused, "Why are you so angry?"

Wang Fuxuan had just gotten angry, and his chest heaved up and down twice as he tried to calm down.

Seeing that the person coming was Xiao Yurong, he thought of the vase he had just thrown away. He looked Xiao Yurong up and down, and seeing that he was fine, he felt inexplicably guilty and looked away.

"...Why are you here?" Wang Fuxuan asked after a moment of silence.

His hands were covered in blood, and there was a stain of black blood on the corner of his lake blue clothes, so black that it could no longer be seen as blood.

He never wanted Xiao Yurong to see him like this.

Even though they were already well aware of each other's secrets and embarrassments.

Putting his hands behind his back, he opened his mouth and said, "Someone, clean up these things."

Someone immediately stepped forward to clean up the mess and dragged the man away.

"Of course I'm here to discuss the business I mentioned to you earlier." Xiao Yurong glanced calmly at the people kneeling on the ground outside, "Who knew you would get so angry."

Wang Fuxuan said nothing, and his expression became even uglier.

Li Yaozhi, who was standing behind Xiao Yurong, took the opportunity to show courtesy to Wang Fuxuan and said with a smile, "Your Highness has something to discuss with Senior Brother. Shao Yan is not in a position to interrupt."

"Take the young master to the guest hall and treat him well." Wang Fuxuan waved his hand.

Li Yaozhi bowed to Xiao Yurong again and left with the servants of the palace.

There was no need for the host to say anything; Xiao Yurong sat down naturally.

Xiao Yurong knocked on the table. "I rarely come here, but you don't even offer me a cup of tea?"

"Serve tea to Princess Zhaoyang." Wang Fuxuan said.

The tea was served, the soup was bright red, the taste was mellow and the aroma was long-lasting.

There seemed to be one or two tiny spots of blood on Wang Fuxuan's cheek, and he wiped his hands carefully with a handkerchief.

Xiao Yurong glanced at his hands. They were pale and slender. He had wiped away the dried blood so hard that his skin began to turn red.

"Be gentle, go wash your hands later. You're really dirtying your hands by doing such a small thing yourself." Xiao Yurong retracted his gaze, "Don't you have any servants?"

Wang Fuxuan withdrew his hand stiffly.

Xiao Yurong sipped a cup of tea, "This thousand taels of tea is not cheap. I guess Wang's has made a lot of money recently."

"Speaking of which, the Wang family's ability to become the richest family in the world is largely due to the contribution of Marquis Huailing." Xiao Yurong smiled.

Every time she called out Wang Fuxuan's title, it seemed as if it was naturally ironic. Previously he was the head of the Wang family, and now he was the Marquis of Huailing.

Wang Fuxuan sneered: "Compared with the Biluochun tea in the princess's mansion that costs nearly fifty taels per catty, what is my thousand taels of tea?"

"It is precisely because of Marquis Huai Ling's way of making money that I want to do this business with you." Xiao Yurong put down the teacup.

"I work hard for a year and still earn less than you do on your birthday. Princess, why bother to learn from me? You might as well celebrate more birthdays." Wang Fuxuan always spoke harshly.

"Wang Fuxuan." Xiao Yurong looked at him expressionlessly.

Wang Fuxuan seemed to want to say something, but after looking at Xiao Yurong's expression, he closed his mouth.

"That's right." Xiao Yurong raised the corners of his lips, "Harmony brings wealth."

"Princess, you have a fief and a salary, and you own so many shops and farms that can generate income. Why does you need that empty building?" Wang Fuxuan asked.

Xiao Yurong said: "This is a prime location in the center of Yujing. Isn't it worth it for me to take it?"

Wang Fuxuan pulled the corner of his mouth, "If you were not a princess who grew up in a world of luxury, I would have been deceived by you."

"There's no use for you to keep that building anyway. I've offered such a high price, why don't you sell it to me?" Xiao Yurong asked.

After a moment of silence, Wang Fuxuan said, "Since you want it, I'll give it to you."

Xiao Yurong smiled and said, "I'll ask Cuicui to bring the money over later."

"No need." Wang Fuxuan lowered his eyes. "It's an empty building anyway. I don't need it. I'm giving it to you. Take it and use it. I'll ask someone to get you the deed."

The Wang family would not do anything without benefits, and Wang Fuxuan's generosity actually aroused Xiao Yurong's interest.

"Then what do you want?" Xiao Yurong asked.

Wang Fuxuan looked at her solemnly, "What is your real purpose in wanting that building?"

Every time Xiao Yurong opened her mouth with her red lips and white teeth, no one could tell whether it was true or false. Wang Fuxuan wanted to hear her tell the truth.

"Although Fuyangwei already has the Huabu, there are still fewer ways to obtain intelligence from the agency." Xiao Yurong said.

"In the center of Yujing, a music building was built, named Chasing the Moon Pavilion. Men and women in it were required to be proficient in playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, music, singing and dancing, poetry and songs."

"But I'm only selling my art, not my body. I need their approval to have a chance to have sex with me. I'll raise them to the point where everyone is chasing after them, not just within reach. In this way, even if it's expensive to enjoy their singing and dancing, those dignitaries will be willing to spend a fortune on it."

"Of course, in addition to gold and silver, those scholars and poets who can write poems and verses to praise the beauty in the pavilion can also get this opportunity."

The troubled times are like a vast night, and the Zhuiyue Pavilion will serve as a bright light under the night, managing both ends in the whirlpool of the dark night.

It will be a place where princes and nobles linger, a place for exchanging intelligence, a starting point for power games, and a huge gold pot.

Zhuiyue Pavilion can be said to be a big step for Xiao Yurong to demonstrate her ambition. She wants Yujing to be under her control.

"I'm telling you, you wouldn't listen to me and think that this is a Feng Shui treasure land and you don't plan to give it to me, right?" Xiao Yurong asked leisurely.

Although he said that he was afraid that Wang Fuxuan would go back on his word, he actually didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Wang Fuxuan asked: "In your eyes, am I a person who doesn't keep his word?"

"The Wang family has always been treacherous and has repeatedly broken their alliances." Xiao Yurong chuckled, "Could it be that the Marquis of Huailing is different?"

"Xiao Yurong." Wang Fuxuan asked gloomily, "The land deed hasn't even been handed over to you yet, are you really not afraid that I will break the alliance?"

"Can you?" Xiao Yurong asked back.

Wang Fuxuan remained silent.

It was as if he had to tear his flesh apart to get an answer. He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "...No."

"That's good, isn't it? Harmony brings wealth." Xiao Yurong smiled while holding up her cheeks, "Why would Patriarch Wang want to cut off someone's financial resources?"