Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Zi Yu took the teacup, took a sip, and asked softly, "Was that poem written by you, young master?"

Ji Nuan shook her head and said with a smile, "Those are the lyrics of Master Su. I just borrowed them and wanted to ask you to compose music for them."

She was using the excuse of composing music to arrange a meeting with Miss Ziyu. She had to find a way to get such a beautiful woman to her side.

Ziyu was thrilled upon hearing this. This was recognition for her! It was also a chance for her to become famous.

She stood up and bowed again, her voice trembling: "Thank you very much, sir. It is really an honor for Ziyu to compose music for such a wonderful poem!" Her eyes were full of gratitude and joy, as if she had received the most precious gift in the world.

Ji Nuan reached out and helped Zi Yu up, smiling and saying, "That's because you are a great musician. It's my honor to have you compose music for me."

Zi Yu took a half step back and put some distance between them. "What do you want to hear, sir? Zi Yu will play a song for you." The prince held her arm again. Even though it was not a frivolous move, it made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Zi Yu took a half step back, putting some distance between herself and Ji Nuan. Her voice was gentle but a little distant: "What do you want to hear, sir? Zi Yu will play a song for you."

"Then play Miss Ziyu's favorite." Ji Nuan smiled.

Ziyu walked over to the zither table and sat down, her slender fingers brushing the strings. As her fingertips danced, smooth music flowed out, like a clear mountain spring or the chirping of birds in the forest, crisp and pleasant, touching the heart.

Ji Nuan's gaze was always on Zi Yu, and to others, it looked like a perverted expression.

Chen Yu felt a little uncomfortable after being ignored for half a day. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you like Miss Ziyu?"

Ji Nuan picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then said as a matter of course: "I like it. I like people who are good-looking." Her answer was frank and direct, without any concealment.

Chen Yu was a little surprised and puzzled, "But Miss Ziyu is a girl!" he reminded, as if he felt that Ji Nuan's preferences were a little unusual.

Ji Nuan smiled and said, "Only if it's a woman can I get close to her. If it's a man, I can only watch from afar." Her appreciation and love for beautiful things are not gender-specific.

Chen Yu's throat was boiling, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

At the stairs, a plump young man in gorgeous clothes rudely pushed away Yu Niang who was blocking his way and shouted, "I am a frequent visitor to your Changyin Pavilion. Every time I come to make an appointment, it is Miss Ziyu. I don't believe that Miss Ziyu will avoid me!" His voice was full of dissatisfaction and arrogance, as if the entire Changyin Pavilion should serve him.

Yu Niang staggered after being pushed, and after finally stabilizing herself, she quickly put on a smile and said coaxingly, "It's not that I'm avoiding you, sir. Miss Ziyu has an appointment with another guest and is currently meeting him! You may as well wait in the private room for a while. When she's done, I'll send her to you right away."

Yu Niang was filled with helplessness and perfunctory feelings. This Mr. Wen was a man who was used to visiting red-light districts and always regarded Changyin Pavilion as a place of entertainment.

Every time the eldest son of the Wen family came to visit, he liked to make advances on the musicians, which gave everyone in Changyin Pavilion a headache. Due to his status and position, Changyin Pavilion couldn't just turn him away, which really made Yu Niang feel very embarrassed.

After she said this, she felt a little disgusted, but in order to maintain the reputation of Changyin Pavilion and the relationship with the guests, she had to continue to perfunctory this difficult young man.

"What kind of guest can be more distinguished than me?" Duke Wen looked down on everyone and shouted disapprovingly, "Yuniang, I gave her face, she should be grateful, don't take yourself too seriously. You call her a zither player in a nice way, but to put it bluntly, you are just a brothel prostitute." As he said that, he brushed Yuniang away and strode forward.

"Hey... Hey, Master Wen, Zi Yu really made an appointment with a distinguished guest." Yu Niang followed quickly behind, trying to stop him, but her voice seemed so weak under Master Wen's arrogance.

"I want to see who made an appointment with Zi Yu!" Young Master Wen pushed the door open heavily, as if he wanted to pour out all his dissatisfaction and arrogance on this door.

Ji Nuan had keen senses and had already heard the conversation in the corridor. She frowned slightly, displeased with Mr. Wen's behavior.

Zi Yu was so frightened by the sound of the door being pushed open that she shuddered. The strings in her hand became dissonant and the originally smooth music became intermittent in an instant.

Ji Nuan stood up the moment Master Wen walked in, quickly stepped in front of Zi Yu, and looked at him coldly, "Master Wen, what do you mean? Miss Zi Yu has already made an appointment. Isn't it rude of you to barge in like this?"

Young Master Wen was stunned. He hadn't expected to meet someone who would dare to confront him head-on. He narrowed his eyes, looked Ji Nuan up and down, and then sneered, "Hmph, where are you from, brat? You haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you dare to meddle in my business?"

Chen Yu stood in front of Ji Nuan without hesitation and said to Wen Jida in a cold tone, "Wen Jida, what do you want to do? Miss Ziyu was our appointment earlier!"

Wen Jida raised his double chin arrogantly, glanced at Chen Yu, and sneered provocatively, "Oh, Chen Yu, I was wondering who would dare to snatch it from me, it turns out to be you! Do you think that just because you defeated that loser, the Third Brother, you have defeated our entire Wen family? If you don't let me take Ziyu away today, it won't just be the Third Brother who will have a hard time with you!"

Seeing that the guest might suffer because of her, Ziyu felt guilty. She stopped hiding and bravely walked out from behind Ji Nuan and said to Wen Jida, "Master Wen, Ziyu still has guests here. Wait until Ziyu is done..."

Before Ziyu could finish, Wen Jida rudely reached out and grabbed Ziyu, saying impatiently, "Why are you saying so much? Just follow me."

Zi Yu struggled hard, but her wrist was held tightly, and she was so anxious that her eyes turned red.

At this moment, Ji Nuan took a step forward and placed one hand on Wen Jida's wrist accurately. Her tone was cold and majestic: "Let her go. Ziyu is mine."

The pain forced Wen Jida to let go.

Ji Nuan took the opportunity to pull Zi Yu into his arms, trying to give her some comfort and protection.

Zi Yu felt as if she had just escaped from a pervert and was caught by another. She struggled twice in Ji Nuan's arms, and accidentally touched Ji Nuan's chest with her hand, and suddenly stopped moving.

Zi Yu was stunned. She had never thought that Ji Nuan was actually a woman. She looked up at Ji Nuan, her eyes flashing with surprise and confusion.

Ji Nuan patted her back gently, making Zi Yu feel inexplicably at ease.

Wen Jieda was pinched by Ji Nuan and screamed, his voice full of pain and fear: "Ah... what did you do to me? My hand... my hand hurts so much..." He held his wrist, his face pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Outside the door, his two followers heard the shouts and rushed in immediately. Seeing their young master in agony, they were horrified and shouted, "Young master, young master, what's wrong with you?"

"My hand hurts so much, I feel like it's going to break. Hurry, catch that guy." Wen Jieda was in terrible pain, but he still didn't forget to arrogantly command his followers.

The two followers obeyed the order and immediately surrounded Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan just glanced at them indifferently, then raised his leg and kicked the two men backwards in an instant, falling heavily to the ground.