The eldest daughter's scheming, the crown prince's exclusive favor to the venomous concubi

Murong Yu was truly enraged. He thought he had slept with a stunningly beautiful woman and even gained access to her secret: who would have thought that the woman behind her was that shameless hussy who had once tried to climb into his bed? Not only had she defiled his precious body, but she had also made a fool of him. How could he tolerate this? His grip on the whip tightened, and just as he was about to strike, Hua Xiangrong spoke.

Hua Xiangrong remained calm and chuckled, crossed her legs, picked up her teacup with one hand, took a sip, and said, "Oh my, Your Highness, what's the rush? This isn't like you! It's just a small matter, why are you so angry?"

Murong Yu snorted coldly, and Hua Xiangrong continued, "It is true that I did this, but Your Highness forced me into this situation first! Doesn't Your Highness know what kind of person I am? Is this pressure to the point of trying to kill me?"

If pushed to the limit, I might be capable of doing something as self-destructive as jade and stone. Although I am quite fond of Your Highness, I have survived many near-death experiences and have come this far through trials and tribulations. I dare not put all my eggs in one basket with Your Highness.

Your Highness is indeed angry, but you must understand that our relationship is mutually beneficial. What you want is nothing more than the information channels in this building, while what I want is the endless wealth and comfortable life that this building can bring me in the future.

As for my body, I'm afraid I'll have to let Your Highness down. Although I'm not a clean person, I understand very well that I've given my body away and won't get the reward I want. Why should I pretend to be a snake with a man and just make myself look foolish?

If Your Highness were to be enraged at this moment and uproot Lan Yue Lou, I would have nothing to say. After all, my only loss would be some silver, while Your Highness would suffer the greatest loss! Although Your Highness's network of information is not weak, it still requires a great deal of financial and material resources. My brothel, which is looked down upon by many, is much more effortless.

"As for me, I am not very talented, but I am most skilled in this area. Even if Your Highness wanted to cultivate someone to succeed me, it would probably be impossible in less than a hundred or two hundred years. Am I right, Your Highness?"

Murong Yu narrowed her eyes and said, "You're threatening me? Do you really think that without you, I can't raise another one?"

Hua Xiangrong immediately squinted and smiled, "Sure, didn't I just say that time is money, Your Highness? Is Your Highness really going to waste so much time on a woman who may not even be able to replace me?"

Failure itself isn't terrible; what's terrible is wasting the already limited time. If you want to rush things, then Your Highness will have to bear the consequence of the drastically reduced abilities of the people you train, like, for example, Rongrong from before.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yu was immediately shocked, his pupils shrinking slightly. Hua Xiangrong, however, remained calm and seemingly oblivious to the murderous intent in Murong Yu's eyes, continuing, "This Rongrong, while certainly possessing great skill, is also the source of trouble. Your Highness, are you sure you want that kind?"

Murong Yu was in turmoil. Long before Hua Xiangrong replaced Rongrong, he had already investigated the person in front of him and Rongrong's affairs through various channels. Although he had never been able to obtain first-hand information about the person in front of him, after all, the changes in a person before and after could not be so great. Therefore, Rongrong must have had a different soul.

He was initially shocked and decided to take matters into his own hands to investigate Rongrong of Lanyue Tower. However, he found nothing and then tried to get involved to profit from it.

He had gained some benefits, but if he didn't hold them in his own hands, they would be a hidden threat, because, to this day, he still didn't know who was behind the owner of Lan Yue Lou.

Who could make her so arrogant and audacious as to come to the capital and cause trouble, and even now, openly proclaim her shady identity?

Now that Hua Xiangrong spoke so frankly, with a smile on her face, he suddenly became unsure whether he could handle this uncertain factor. After pondering for a long time, he still hadn't made up his mind when he saw Hua Xiangrong get up and walk to Gu Yin's side.

Looking at Gu Yin's open eyes, he sighed and said, "Beautiful women have always had tragic fates. Your Highness is so heartless. Such beauties are good enough to keep as daily entertainment, even if you don't take them into your household. Why do you have to kill them all?"

Murong Yu sneered, "Do you think I'm a scavenger? This kind of trash deserves to die for humiliating me. This is the consequence of her own actions. Rongrong, do you think I'm too cruel? But being kind to others is being cruel to yourself. She betrayed you and hid things from me for her own selfish reasons. Who knows what she might do next? Now, I've solved a huge problem for you."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong ran her fingers through the stray hairs by her ear and said lightly, "Hehe, Your Highness is right. That's why I'm thinking of keeping to myself and not relying on anyone. After all, for me, money and life are the most important things."

Someone like Gu Yin, who went to great lengths for you out of love, only to be completely destroyed because of a momentary deception, is truly terrifying.

Murong Yu sneered: "Rongrong also has moments of fear and unease? I'm afraid that beneath that face lies a bloodthirsty demon. Otherwise, why would she wander the world disguised as someone else?"

Hua Xiangrong touched her face and blinked innocently, saying, "Your Highness doesn't know, but my face is not as beautiful as Rongrong's. A brothel can only thrive if it has a beautiful woman's face. But Your Highness, don't worry, Rongrong is not that cruel. This face is not made of human skin, so you can rest assured."

Murong Yu said, "How could I possibly feel at ease? He's been using my money, yet he's raised a scumbag wolf. Who knows when he might skin me alive? I can't sleep or eat in peace."

Hua Xiangrong smiled and said, "Your Highness, why say it so harshly? Although I am not a good person, I am not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty. Human skin, just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted. Making a human skin mask requires cleaning the flesh and blood off it bit by bit, and then using a potion to bring the texture of the human skin to life so that it looks lifelike and not so rigid."

How could someone as pampered as me, who never lifts a finger, do something so disgusting? Your Highness already has the mask on Gu Yin's face in your hand, doesn't he? Why not have someone knowledgeable examine it?

Murong Yu remained silent. He naturally knew that Hua Xiangrong had not used human skin. The texture of that skin was no less than that of human skin. If he obtained it, it would definitely be a great help.

However, the person in front of him was not fooled, and he simply could not find a way to break down her defenses. Helpless, he could only compromise and said coldly, "As expected, you are very eloquent. No wonder you can make this Lan Yue Tower so successful. I think that if it weren't for me, the Tower Master would definitely be riding high!"

Hua Xiangrong immediately shook her head: "That's not necessarily true. After all, Lanyue Tower is still selling its face to the Second Prince. Rongrong doesn't dare to say much, but she knows the value of His Highness. So Your Highness, the cooperation needs to continue. I want money, and you want information. It's a win-win situation."

Murong Yu had already compromised in his heart, but he didn't want to lose face here. Just as he was hesitating, he saw Hua Xiangrong walk up to him and point to the chair next to her with one finger, saying, "The important matters have been discussed. I am also tired. Please sit over there, Your Highness. I have been traveling day and night for the past few days and am very tired. I plan to take a nap to catch up on my sleep. If you are not leaving, please feel free to do so!"

As Hua Xiangrong spoke, Murong Yu was startled. She then felt her clothes being grabbed and she was forcibly pulled up and spun around to sit on a chair. On the bed, there was a woman wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon, yawning and falling fast asleep, completely oblivious to the people around her who could threaten her life.

Such audacity was a direct challenge to Murong Yu's bottom line. Murong Yu was so angry he was itching to retaliate. If it were anyone else, he would have slapped them across the face and then killed them. But the woman in front of him was someone he both loved and hated.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Well done, Rongrong. It seems you've always treated me quite well, but today I've certainly learned my lesson from you. In that case, I have nothing more to say."

"This Lan Yue Tower is something I cannot and do not intend to touch, that's for sure. But remember to thoroughly investigate the people under your control, and don't let this kind of thing happen to me again. If there's a next time, I won't hesitate to let Rongrong understand what kind of person I really am."

Hua Xiangrong chuckled and said, "Of course, Your Highness is so good to me. I've woken up. But when Your Highness leaves, please don't forget the person on the ground. Although I sympathize with her plight, she is, after all, a dead person now."

The blood in this room is disgusting enough. What if I fell asleep here and someone accidentally started to rot? Wouldn't that be even more repulsive? Besides, this floor is very precious. Your Highness, when you leave, please don't forget to leave money for renovations!

Suppressing his anger, Murong Yu said, "Rongrong likes my money so much, so why are you so pretentious and refuse my favor? Although you don't intend to enter my harem, this fleeting romance can still be considered a beautiful story, can't it?"

Hua Xiangrong turned over and said to Murong Yu, "A fleeting romance? I am not a casual person. I have the ability to earn money with my own wisdom, so why would I stoop to earning money with my body? A person with high intelligence would never make such a foolish choice. Your Highness, goodbye, Rongrong is going to sleep."