The princess regretted it.

Half an incense stick later, in Zuixian Tower, Changsun Wuwang and Wu Changfeng left separately. When Wu Changfeng left, his face was full of contentment, as if everything was under his control.

However, they were completely unaware that, after they left, a window quietly opened in another private room next to Qingfengxuan. Standing by the window were two handsome young men, approximately eighteen or nineteen years old. They stared at the two men from Qingfengxuan as they left the street, their eyes filled with anger and disgust. This was because they had overheard the entire plot between Changsun Wuwang and Wu Changfeng. Everyone knew that the private rooms at Zuixianlou were highly confidential, but few knew that they actually held a hidden secret. However, this secret was known only to a very few people associated with Zuixianlou.

The two men by the window were dressed in a emerald cotton robe and a jade crown. They were handsome and elegant, their skin a healthy pink, like the first blossoms of peach blossoms in spring. Their eyebrows curved like crescent moons, and beneath them were eyes as pure and bright as a clear lake. Their long eyelashes fluttered like the gentle flutter of butterfly wings. Their nose was small and delicate, slightly upturned, giving them a playful air. Their rosy lips pouted slightly, as if expressing both discontent and endearment. The dimples on their cheeks loomed, and when they smiled, they seemed to hold the warmth of an entire spring.

The other wore a vibrant purple-red brocade robe. His hair was tied up high, secured with a jeweled gold hairpin, a few strands cascading down his cheeks, creating a rather sinister and alluring presence. His complexion was as pale as fine mutton-fat jade, and the small red mole on his forehead, like a glittering gem, added a touch of mysterious allure. His high, sculpted nose accentuated his facial features. His thin lips curved upwards, a hint of a faint smile on their lips. His almond-shaped eyes were long and narrow, slightly tilted upwards, a faint blush at the corners adding to his allure. When he narrowed his eyes, a languid and sinister glint emanated from them, intimidating yet inviting him closer.

The man in the green cotton robe said angrily to the other seductive man, "Cousin, I really want to kill these two disgusting guys."

The man called "cousin" wore a cynical expression. He brushed his hair from his cheek with his hand, his lips curled up slightly. With a hint of evil in his laziness, he said slowly, "Kill them? Zixuan, that's too easy for them. Don't you think it's more fun to repeatedly dash their hopes, watching them struggle and fall again, than to kill them directly?"

The man named Zixuan, looking at his cousin's devilish appearance, couldn't help but shudder and said, "Cousin, don't dress so brightly and speak in such a tone. You make me feel like a goblin."

The cousin pursed his lips slightly, narrowing his bright and moving almond-shaped eyes. He closed the folding fan in his hand and, with a "snap", hit Zixuan on the head with it. "You little rascal, are you itching for trouble?"

Zixuan cried out "Ouch!" and quickly held his head in his hands. His jewel-like eyes were filled with resentment. His rosy lips pouted as he muttered, "You stinky cousin, you only know how to bully me. You look like a goblin, and you don't even want people to tell you."

"Hmm?" The seductive man raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zixuan with a half-smile. Zixuan immediately grinned, revealing two prominent dimples on his cheeks, looking particularly sunny and cute. He bowed with both hands and begged for mercy, "Cousin, good cousin! The most handsome and domineering cousin, Zhong Chuzhou!"

Zhong Chuzhou smiled helplessly, preparing to tap Zixuan's forehead with his folding fan. Zixuan instinctively hugged his head with both hands, ducking back, and the fan missed. Zhong Chuzhou raised his right eyebrow slightly, his lips curled upward, and he was about to reach out to tap Zixuan's head again.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door of the private room. Zhong Chuzhou slowly withdrew his hand, leisurely walked back to the table, and then sat down leisurely. Then, he slowly spoke, his voice neither hurried nor slow, "Come in."

The door to the private room opened gently, and a waiter walked in carrying a jug of wine. He carefully placed the jug on the table and whispered, "Master, the one from the palace went straight back to the palace, while the other went to Liuguang Pavilion to buy a pearl hairpin, and then went to the snack shop to buy some snacks before returning to the Jinwu Marquis's Mansion."

Mu Zixuan also walked over to the table and sat down. After hearing this, he tsk- ...

Zhong Chuzhou raised his eyelids, a hint of a smile in his eyes, as he looked at the lovely young man in front of him. Then, he turned to the waiter and said, "Have someone keep a close eye on the Jinwu Marquis Mansion, especially the whereabouts of the people there after Wu Anshuo returned. I want to know who they've got their eye on."

"Yes." The waiter responded.

"Go down."

The waiter bowed and walked out of the private room, closing the door behind him.

After the waiter left, Mu Zixuan leaned forward, put his head in front of Zhong Chuzhou, and asked curiously, "Cousin, do you want to know who they are targeting and what their plans are?" His eyes were shining with clear and warm light as he looked straight at Zhong Chuzhou.

Zhong Chuzhou showed a look of disgust, stretched out his right index finger and pressed Mu Zixuan's forehead, pushing his head away forcefully, "Little kid, don't be so curious."

Mu Zixuan pouted and snorted, then used his hand to block Zhong Chuzhou's finger. "What? You're just a little older than me, and you pretend to be an adult every day."

Zhong Chuzhou didn't say anything, just smiled at Mu Zixuan, thinking to himself: "I'm not just a little older than you, your brother. It's great to see you being so straightforward."

Seeing that Zhong Chuzhou was just looking at him with a smile and didn't say anything, Mu Zixuan started to act coquettishly, "Hey, cousin, just tell me! They are planning to plot against Jin An! How can I tolerate this?"

Zhong Chuzhou gently closed his eyes and said lazily, "He's going to make a name for himself. I'll help him when the time comes."

"?" Mu Zixuan still looked at Zhong Chuzhou with a confused expression, thinking in his heart: What is this thousand-year-old fox talking about?

"Don't curse me in your heart!" Zhong Chuzhou glanced at Mu Zixuan and said lightly.

"!" Mu Zixuan was stunned, thinking to himself: If this isn't a thousand-year-old vixen, then what is it? She can even know that I'm scolding her in my heart. He muttered, "How do you know I'm scolding you? You're not a worm in my stomach!"

"Tsk!" Zhong Chuzhou frowned and looked at Mu Zixuan when he heard that.

Mu Zixuan quickly chuckled and pouted, "What do you mean by helping him? How would I know if you didn't explain it clearly?"

Zhong Chuzhou shook his head helplessly, a smile on his lips. He raised his right hand and hooked his finger at Mu Zixuan. Mu Zixuan quickly leaned forward, and Zhong Chuzhou whispered a few words in his ear. Mu Zixuan's beautiful puppy eyes widened, and the smile on his face gradually became a little vulgar.

After Zhong Chuzhou finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

The light in Mu Zixuan's eyes seemed to be even brighter. He stared at Zhong Chuzhou intently and suddenly said, "Cousin, tell me the truth, are you the reincarnation of a thousand-year-old fox spirit? You have so many tricks up your sleeve!"

"Puff" Zhong Chuzhou spat out a mouthful of wine. He raised his eyes with a hint of danger in them, looking at Mu Zixuan, and the evil smile at the corner of his mouth appeared again.

Seeing this, Mu Zixuan jumped up and turned to run, but Zhong Chuzhou grabbed him by the back of the collar. Mu Zixuan's first reaction was to protect his head with both hands, thinking to himself: Oh no, I'm still too slow! There's no way I can escape.

He turned his head, looked at Zhong Chuzhou with a flattering smile, and said pitifully: "Cousin, I was wrong! Hehe!"

Zhong Chuzhou flicked his forehead with his fingers and let go of his collar. Mu Zixuan rubbed his forehead furiously and was about to complain when he noticed Zhong Chuzhou's folding fan flick open. He turned and walked towards the door of the private room, saying, "Come on, little Zixuan, I'll take you to have some fun."

Zixuan's eyes lit up, and he responded crisply, "I'm coming!" He followed briskly. As he walked, he asked, "Cousin, what are we going to play?"

"you guess!"

"I can't guess, tell me!"

......