High-class Spring Joy

the other side.

Jie Ming'an is discussing state affairs with His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, you must not act rashly. The Turks have repeatedly crossed the border of our Song Kingdom..."

As Jie Ming was speaking, he noticed that only Chen Sha had returned. "Hey, how come two people went out and only one came back? Chen Sha, where is your master?"

Xingzhi was Chu Jingxian's nickname.

As Jie Ming asked the question, the Crown Prince beside him also looked at Chen Sha.

"Reporting to you both, our young master has something come up..." Chen Sha was naturally clumsy with words, and he stammered without being able to say anything coherent. After the lesson he learned last time, he vaguely understood that anything related to Qing Yuan had to be handled with utmost caution. "The young master said there's no need to wait for him; he'll be right back."

"Oh ho!" Jie Ming'an looked at Chen Sha, whose face was flushed red and who couldn't say anything, and immediately felt that something was amiss: "Your Highness, do you think Xingzhi might have suddenly taken a fancy to one of the girls at the Wan Hua Lou, and gone for the first time in a long drought?"

"Third Brother has always been averse to women and is extremely self-disciplined and respectful; he shouldn't have acted in such a way." The Crown Prince looked at Chen Sha: "Chen Sha, what do you say?"

What could Chen Sha possibly say? He stammered and couldn't utter a single word that His Highness the Crown Prince was right.

after all……

His young master is indeed spending time with the young lady right now!

He could guarantee the same for any other girl, but this was Qing Yuan. It seemed like things would change when she met Young Master Qing Yuan.

Jie Ming glanced at him and smiled knowingly: "Well, it seems he really has his eye on some girl. You know, Xingzhi, we were supposed to be discussing business, but halfway through, everyone disappeared, leaving only His Highness the Crown Prince and me. I say, Your Highness, even if it's to avoid suspicion, don't choose this brothel next time. The girls are too beautiful; they might easily bewitch Xingzhi!"

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At the urging of the two young masters of the Song family, Chu Jingyu entered the side room.

Each of the three was surrounded by several girls. The third young master Song had one on each side, while the second young master Song was embracing a girl and kissing her.

Chu Jingyu was surrounded by at least four scantily clad girls.

There were three or four girls playing the piano and dancing.

The room was filled with an atmosphere of debauchery.

Hiding behind the screen in the shadows, Qingyuan didn't dare to utter a sound.

First, it must not be discovered by Chu Jingyu.

Secondly, the space between the screen and the wall was cramped, and she and Chu Jingxian were squeezed together, pressed tightly together through their clothes. It would be more accurate to say they were squeezed. She didn't need to look up; her forehead was just a hair's breadth away from touching his chin. What blocked her view was his long, fair neck.

She was completely enveloped by Chu Jingxian's unique aura. At such close range, she felt as if she were in a boundless deep sea, and every breath she took would be completely taken over by that cold plum fragrance.

They were so close it was as if their heartbeats and breaths had completely merged together.

This wasn't the first time she'd been this close to Chu Jingxian; in fact, the distance between them had been even greater that night in prison, but she wasn't this nervous.

With Chu Jingyu in the distance and Chu Jingxian nearby, it's like two knives hanging over her head.

Qingyuan felt as if she were walking on a knife's edge. The slightest disturbance would send her tumbling off the edge and into the deep sea. The more she struggled, the more of the cold plum blossom fragrance she inhaled.

The voices of Chu Jingyu and the others could be heard continuously coming from the room.

"Brother Chu, am I saying you can't do it, or are you afraid? Hahaha, I've arranged for you to be one of the most popular girls in this Wan Hua Lou. If Hong Yao hadn't been busy, I would have really shown you what it means to be able to turn even the toughest steel into a soft, pliable string."

"Tsk... Brother, stop talking. Look at Brother Chu, so afraid to move. Doesn't he look like a little monk heading to a brothel? Hahahaha!"

The two young masters of the Song family were indeed right. Several courtesans tried their best, but Chu Jingyu sat upright at the front, only drinking his wine sip by sip, without even touching the girls' hands.

Chu Jingyu's brows furrowed uncontrollably. He hated the women's touch; their perfume was too strong and unpleasant, making him feel irritated and annoyed. He really didn't know why they liked this kind of place.

The moment the courtesan encountered him, Chu Jingyu instinctively wanted to get angry, but upon seeing the teasing and mocking looks in the eyes of the two young masters of the Song family, Chu Jingyu forcefully suppressed his anger, clenching his hands so tightly that the veins bulged.

Seeing that he was showing signs of remaining unmoved like Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity), Song Er and Song San were disappointed and advised him:

"Brother Chu, you're not still keeping yourself chaste for that Miss Jiang, are you? Wake up! Putting aside her previous engagements to your three previous husbands, even if the old lady reluctantly agrees to let you marry her, do you really intend to only touch one woman for the rest of your life? Look around, in this world, which wealthy family doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Let alone someone of our status. With your status as the eldest son of a marquis, do you think the old lady Dou would only allow you to marry one wife?"

"Besides, look at how angry you've made Brother Chu! Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes. Since that Miss Jiang is so ungrateful and makes Brother Chu unhappy, why doesn't Brother Chu find other women? There are plenty of women who can make you happy. As the saying goes, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?"

Chu Jingyu frowned: "It's not Ge'er."

Upon hearing this, Song Er and Song San exchanged a glance and tentatively spoke:

"Could it be your little maid, Brother Chu?"

Chu Jingyu didn't speak, but his expression was not good.

Upon seeing the answer, Song Er and Song San burst into laughter, as if they had witnessed something utterly absurd.

"I'm not trying to be mean, Brother Chu, but you're really making things difficult for yourself. She's just a maid, she's only been by your side for a while, she's still just a maid, a servant, why should you worry about her so much? It's not worth it."

"Yes, for men like us, with a wave of our hand, how many maids would rush to our bed? Besides, even if Brother Chu's deep affection is short-lived, that little maid is still just a little maid. At most, it's just a fleeting affair. Does Brother Chu really intend to marry a little maid as the legitimate son of a marquis? Even as a concubine, people would laugh their heads off!"

Qingyuan stood behind the screen, her heart filled with coldness, but it wasn't for Chu Jingyu.

She knew all along that in these people's eyes, status determined everything, and she had no desire to marry Chu Jingyu, but the unconscious arrogance and contempt in his words made it hard for her not to be angry.

Because of their noble birth, they are able to treat people as less than human.

People of her humble origins often have no say in how they live.

My elder sister's situation in the palace at that time was even worse than hers.