The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

That night, the downtown was filled with constant hawking sounds, and the lights were always on. The firelight illuminated the colorful waves on the river, reflecting the crisscrossing commercial scene.

Tongzhou is located in the south, and spring always comes earlier than in Kyoto. The old trees on both sides of Hexi Street are hung with various candles, hidden among the new leaves, reflecting a touch of green.

As the crowd walks deeper into the long street, you can faintly hear the erotic music of sheng and xiao coming from the Wangfu Tower with its colorful silk fluttering.

In the past, if they were wealthy young men from Tongzhou, they would definitely go in to take a look at what new tricks had been introduced, or spend a fortune to invite the top dancing girls to sing for them.

But today, the red lanterns in front of Wangfu Tower reflected new words, and the place was packed with people. Even if you had a full wallet, you couldn't buy a ticket to enter.

"Your Highness, how does this elegant music compare to the music in Kyoto?"

In the box, Governor Yuan prepared a banquet and welcomed the prince to the first seat, where they drank wine and tea, watched dance and enjoyed music.

Red candles were burning in the private room, and sometimes some candle flames splashed out along with the piano music. Behind a faintly visible screen, the girl playing the piano had a light figure, and the music played by her slender knuckles was as gentle as a lover's whisper.

You Mu leaned on the recliner, swaying the sake in his glass, his face without a smile. He glanced sideways, his dark pupils fixed on Lord Yuan, staring at him until the other's back was sweating.

"Master Yuan is very good at enjoying life. This Wangfu Tower must have helped Master Yuan make a lot of money."

Taking a sip of the wine, I found it was not strong enough but had a bit of greasy sweetness. It was probably a special supply in Wangfu Tower, used for flirting.

You Mudan looked at Lord Yuan and knew that he was not honest. Was he trying to... send someone to him?

"No, Your Highness is really... joking." These words were suggestive, and Lord Yuan's hand holding the cup trembled, and he quickly raised the glass to toast to hide his surprise.

Being stared at by the prince's eyes, even if you are in the most beautiful place, you will still feel scared.

"Are you kidding? Did I remember it wrong? Isn't Wangfu Tower the private property of Lord Yuan?" The wine glass was thrown out of his hand, and the porcelain cup was broken at one corner. The sound of the wine glass falling to the ground startled the zither girl behind the screen and she even played a few wrong syllables.

"Smuggling prisoners, colluding with merchants, secretly making false accounts... How many heads does Lord Yuan have to chop off for all these crimes?"

Before coming here, his people had already figured out the activities of these local officials, so they could get their hands on their vital points with ease.

The prince was moody and his sudden attack caught Lord Yuan off guard, but Lord Yuan had been an official for many years and was shrewd and tactful. In a moment of urgency, he realized that if the prince wanted to punish someone, he would have punished him long ago, and it would not have been his turn to go to Wang Fulou tonight.

The money has already been given, and the accusations now are nothing more than... forcing him to surrender!

He put down the wine glass that he was holding above his head, slid down from the chair, and knelt at the prince's feet.

"Your Highness... Your Highness, please forgive me. This... I have made many mistakes. But if you talk about private property, other governors may also have private property. These things are not done by me alone, but I know I am wrong..."

"I beg Your Highness to show some leniency. Although I don't know the situation in Kyoto, I know that Your Highness and Prince Yu have been at odds for a long time... I am willing to serve Your Highness like a dog and horse, and I will follow your orders at all times!"

Lord Yuan tried his best to plead his case, kneeling on the ground and begging. The whole room was silent, and only the sound of Lord Yuan's kowtow could be heard.

It was not until Lord Yuan's head was swollen from the shock that he heard the prince's forgiving voice from a distance: "Forget it, you can get up now."

After being pardoned, Lord Yuan's uneasy mind was slightly relieved. Seeing that the prince did not seem to be asking too much questions, he was glad that he had guessed the other party's thoughts.

Standing up with his heart beating, Lord Yuan glanced at the female zither player behind the screen who seemed to be frightened by the atmosphere. He looked displeased and winked at the servant who was also kneeling on the side, asking him to replace him quickly.

"Your Highness, I am tired of listening to this zither. I have prepared a gift for you. I wonder if you are satisfied."

Lord Yuan was busy showing his loyalty, and seeing that the prince was not interested, he tried his best to please him.

This Wangfulou is no different from the brothels in Kyoto, it's nothing more than some singing and dancing tricks. Feeling quite bored, You Mu wanted to see what Master Yuan could come up with: "What is it?"

Lord Yuan clapped his hands, ordered his servants to bring a pot of new wine, and bowed to add a glass himself: "Your Highness, enjoy slowly."

But this word obviously refers to more than just tea.

Two candles in the room were extinguished, and a warm gauze cover was put on. The sound of flutes suddenly rose, followed by drum beats. The screens were removed from both sides. A dancer in a thin gauze dress played the flute and danced on the drums.

Seeing the dancer in place, Lord Yuan smiled and quietly left the room.

The sound of the flute is pleasant to the ears, and combined with the sound of the drum it is quite innovative.

You Mu picked up the wine glass and drank the wine. This time, the wine was the strength he usually drank. It was mellow and fragrant at first, and hot in the stomach. As the beautiful music played, You Mu lightly touched the rim of the glass with his fingertips.

...If you think about it carefully, it’s time.

The dancer was beautiful, graceful, good at singing and dancing, and after dropping the flute in her hand, she sang a clear song accompanied by the drum beats and dance steps. She spared no effort to show herself, but just through the dance steps, the distinguished guest on the recliner still lowered his eyes and drank.

The singing faded slightly, and the dancer changed her tune, humming softer. She stepped down from the drum, her sleeves swirling lightly, getting closer to the distinguished guest.

Just as she was about to step forward to toast, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the cold air from the outside world invaded, interrupting the soft music in the room.

The dancer was startled. She looked at the masked man with a ferocious look and frown at the door. She blinked and fell silent for a while.

"go out."

The dancer was frightened by the whispered scolding and trembled her shoulders. She glanced at the distinguished guest and hesitated...

The distinguished guest waved his hand, holding the wine glass, and the dancer was forgiven. Under the pressure of a gaze as sharp as a knife, she quickly left the room.

After closing and locking the door, Lou Jian, whose breathing was irregular and whose chest was still rising and falling a little, walked quickly over.

After being busy all day, he had a rare free time at night. He originally wanted to go to the prince's room to ask for a reward, but he heard that the other party had gone to Wangfu Tower with Governor Yuan.

Wangfu Tower? As soon as he heard it, he knew it was not a decent place! He hurried over and saw what he was most worried about.

However, no matter how depressed she was, Lou Jian knew she had to act aggrieved when facing the prince.

Taking a deep breath, Lou Jian squatted down and leaned over, asking indirectly: "Brother, why didn't you tell me when you came to Wangfulou..."

You Mu sat up straighter with a force between his legs. He stroked Lou Jian's head and said, "How is the matter that Lord Yuan invited you to do?"

"Most of the things have been shipped away. The route is circuitous, and it is estimated that they will be delivered in about five days. The rest will be sent out at intervals tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and that will be enough to clear out the place. I'm busy outside, but my brother is having fun here..." Lou Jian reported in detail, and at the end she couldn't help but sound a little sour, and she reached out to hold the prince's calf and complained silently.

"If you are envious, why not call the dancer back?" Knowing that Lou Jian was very jealous, You Mu still wanted to tease her.

After hearing this, Lou Jian became even more angry. He stood up suddenly and stretched out his arms to press forward.

"Brother, we are already together. You agreed to..." Lou Jian lowered her head, sniffed the smell of alcohol around the prince, and got back to the topic.

Sitting back in the recliner, still holding the wine glass in his hand, You Mu drank the remaining wine in the glass and retorted with Lou Jian's original words.

"Who told me that he was not jealous? Why did the words coming out of his mouth change now?"

"Could it be that he is trying to trick me?"