Joy of Life: Me, the Second Prince? Summon Yuan Tiangang!

Inside the elegant room, wisps of smoke rose from a carved sandalwood incense burner. It was top-quality agarwood from the Western Regions, with a long, cool, and refreshing aroma that perfectly isolated the extravagance and clamor emanating from the hall downstairs.

Li Chengze did not sit on the comfortable cushioned seat, but stood with his hands behind his back in front of the half-open window.

The night breeze caressed his moon-white brocade robe, and as the hem fluttered, it exuded a cool and aloof air, untouched by the world.

His deep gaze was quietly overlooking the brightly lit city of Xinzheng.

From this vantage point, the bustling city unfolds like a magnificent scroll painting.

"Korea, the weakest of the seven kingdoms, yet it occupies a pivotal position in the world. Countless eyes are eyeing this prize," Lee Seung-taek thought to himself. Korea's weakness also gave him the idea of ​​making it a foothold.

Suddenly, Li Chengze turned his gaze away and looked at the closed door.

He caught a sound of footsteps, so light that it was as if a cat were walking on brocade, without the slightest hesitation.

This was by no means the gait of an ordinary maid serving wine and dishes, but rather the gait of a master with extremely profound internal strength and an exceptional ability to conceal their presence.

Along with the approaching footsteps came a faint, lingering fragrance.

The fragrance wasn't strong, but it possessed a strange penetrating power, like a solitary orchid blooming alone in a secluded valley, yet also carrying a subtle, dangerous scent of datura.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Three soft yet rhythmic knocks sounded outside the elegant room, neither too many nor too few, neither too loud nor too soft, revealing the excellent manners and absolute confidence of the person knocking.

Li Chengze withdrew his gaze, his thin lips parting slightly:

"Enter."

With a creak, the wooden door, carved with intricate patterns, was gently pushed open.

A delicate fragrance, even more pronounced than before, wafted into the elegant room.

With the sound of the door hinges turning, a tall and alluring figure slowly stepped across the threshold.

Li Chengze raised an eyebrow slightly when his gaze fell on the newcomer.

The newcomer wore an extremely form-fitting, deep purple floor-length dress. The fabric, of unknown material, shimmered like water under the dim candlelight of the elegant room.

The long dress was cut in an extremely bold and exquisite way, perfectly outlining her slender waist, long and straight legs, and her proud curves. Any more would make her look too plump, and any less would make her look too thin. It was simply the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

Her long, cascading purple hair was casually tied into a bun, with a few strands cascading lazily down her fair, jade-like neck. Her eyes were adorned with her signature purple eyeshadow, and her shimmering, autumn-water-like eyes held a mixture of allure, languor, and a deep, unseen shrewdness and wariness.

What is most eye-catching is the exquisite white jade wine jar she holds in her hand.

The wine jar was no bigger than the palm of your hand, yet it exuded a rich and mellow aroma that was truly delightful, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary wine.

As Li Chengze sized up Zi Nu, Zi Nu's captivating eyes were also silently scrutinizing the man before her.

"What a handsome and refined young man in this turbid world," Zi Nu thought to herself in admiration.

She had seen countless people in the Purple Orchid Pavilion, and was accustomed to the arrogance of princes and nobles, the vulgarity of江湖草莽 (jianghu cao, meaning rough and uncouth people), and the greed of high-ranking officials.

When those men saw her, without exception, their eyes would flash with amazement, greed, and naked desire.

But the young man in front of me was completely different.

His eyes were clear and deep, like a bottomless, icy pool.

He looked at himself as if admiring a masterpiece, a rare treasure; his eyes held pure appreciation and undisguised interest, but none of that nauseating quality. .

What alarmed Zi Nu even more was that this young man exuded an extremely restrained yet incredibly powerful aura.

He simply stood there casually, yet it was as if the entire world revolved around him. His innate aura of authority was even stronger than that of the Crown Prince of Han, or even the powerful Ji Wuye.

"This person is extremely dangerous, but also extremely valuable." Zi Nu instantly made a judgment about Li Chengze in her mind.

With light, graceful steps, Zi Nu walked to the low sandalwood couch in the center of the elegant pavilion.

She bent down slightly and gently placed the precious jar of "Purple Jade Nectar" on the table.

As she bent over, the neckline of her already form-fitting purple dress opened slightly, revealing a breathtaking glimpse of her snow-white cleavage.

She then straightened up, her slender fingers gently tracing the edge of the white jade wine jar, and raised her head to meet Li Chengze's gaze.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice alluring and captivating, as if hooked, able to draw out the deepest desires in one's heart:

"Young master, you came to this Purple Orchid Pavilion alone, spending a fortune, yet you only requested an empty, elegant room. Drinking alone must be so boring; why not invite a few gentle and charming beauties to keep you company? Could it be that the girls of our Purple Orchid Pavilion are not worthy of your attention?"

"Young master, you came to this Purple Orchid Pavilion alone, spending a fortune, yet you only requested an empty, elegant room. Drinking alone must be so boring; why not invite a few gentle and charming beauties to keep you company? Could it be that the girls of our Purple Orchid Pavilion are not worthy of your attention?"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengze slowly walked to the other side of the table.

He looked at the jar of "Purple Jade Nectar" on the table, which was emitting a delicate fragrance, and then raised his eyes to take a deep look at the woman in front of him who exuded a fatal allure from head to toe.

He smiled faintly.

He did not answer Zi Nu's question directly, but said slowly and deliberately:

"Fine wine goes well with beautiful women. There are many ordinary women in this world, but very few who can match such a fine wine."

At this point, Li Chengze paused slightly:

"If you are willing to stay and keep me company, then this fine wine will not have been wasted."

Upon hearing this, the air inside the elegant room seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zi Nu was slightly taken aback. She had imagined countless possible responses from Li Chengze: perhaps he would haughtily state that he was only there to taste the wine; perhaps he would go along with it and ask her to bring up a few of the top courtesans; or perhaps he would feign mystery and make other requests.

But to her utter surprise, Li Chengze immediately targeted her the moment he opened his mouth!

After a brief moment of surprise,

"Giggle giggle..."

Zi Nu suddenly covered her mouth and giggled. Her laughter was clear and melodious, like silver bells echoing in the elegant pavilion. She laughed so hard that her body trembled, and the snow-white fabric of her chest rose and fell with it, making her extremely alluring.

"Young master, you are truly a remarkable person."

While smiling, Zi Nu, with a tentative mindset, sat down gracefully on the cushion next to the table without any hesitation or affectation.

Her movements were as natural as flowing water, and her purple skirt spread out on the mat like a blooming violet.

She stretched out her delicate, white hands and gently patted open the mud seal on the white jade wine jar.

Instantly, an aroma of wine ten times stronger than before filled the elegant room.

The aroma of the wine not only has the rich flavor of grains, but also the fragrance of an extremely rare flower from the Western Regions, which makes one feel comfortable all over.

Zi Nu picked up two crystal-clear glass cups from the table, tilting her wrists slightly.

The clear wine, with a hint of purple, poured down from the mouth of the jar like a purple ribbon, landing precisely in the luminous cup with a melodious "tinkling" sound.

She slightly raised her head, her captivating peach blossom eyes darting and gazing deeply into Li Chengze's eyes. A bewitching smile curved her lips, and her voice was so soft and alluring it seemed to drip with water:

"Since you desire it, young master, I will naturally not refuse. However, this cup of wine is not so palatable. I fear that once you drink it, you will never forget the taste of Zilan Pavilion."