The Deepest Affection in Qin's Time

However, Cao Yuan, who had read the original novel and watched the anime, knew that the Marquis had not died.

Judging from the high-class image portrayed in the anime, the Marquis's strength is probably incredibly powerful.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to fight against Bai Qi, who was already at the peak of the Grandmaster level back then.

“Let’s go, into Xinzheng. Brother Cao, I’ll go first.”

Han Fei took the lead and headed down the mountain, leaving only his echoing voice in the air.

Cao Yuan gave a soft hum and touched the necklace in his arms.

My brother-in-law is trying to become a heartless person.

After passing through the mountains and forests, the view suddenly opened up.

Looking down from the mountain, one can see a large city perched on the plateau, with thick city walls, a majestic palace, crisscrossing streets and alleys, and bustling markets.

But what's most eye-catching isn't any of that, but rather an extremely tall building.

From a distance, it appears even more luxurious than the royal palace.

It is said that the Sparrow Tower was built by Ji Wuye of the General's Mansion at great expense.

After Cao Yuan surveyed the city of Xinzheng, he discovered that Han Fei was nowhere to be seen; he really wasn't going to wait for him.

He glanced down and saw that the guy was already riding a white horse down the mountain, frolicking about, though his posture was a bit "seductive".

"Brother Cao, save me!"

Han Fei's loud cries for help came from halfway up the mountain.

Cao Yuan shrugged and gave Han Fei a look that said, "Good luck to you."

If I tell you to give the horse alcohol, and I tell you to drive under the influence, who else will get into trouble if you don't?

"Boom!"

Without the slightest surprise, Han Fei crashed into a large tree, getting bruised and battered, a truly pitiful sight.

After a cup of tea, Cao Yuan leisurely drove his donkey cart past Han Fei, who was staring at him with dizzy eyes.

"Brother Han, I'll be going now."

Han Fei watched Cao Yuan disappear down the mountain with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, feeling like crying but having no tears.

孽 孽!

……

As the sun set, Cao Yuan drove his donkey cart into the city.

Li Wu took a small bag of coins, quickly obtained a house deed, and arranged everything.

She became more and more familiar with these matters and more and more adept at handling them, much like a head housekeeper.

Cao Yuan settled in briefly.

"I'm going out."

"Where are you going?"

Li Wu unloaded a large bag of medicinal herbs purchased from the Wei Kingdom from the carriage and casually asked.

"Go check on Han Fei."

"Really?" Li Wu put down the medicinal herbs and looked at Cao Yuan with some suspicion.

Based on her observations over the past few days, would Cao Yuan care about Han Fei? It would be noble of him not to kick him when he's down.

"It's true, Han Fei is the ninth prince of the state of Han, and we'll still need to use him in the future."

Cao Yuan spoke without batting an eye, then slipped away from the courtyard as if he were truly eager to see his good brother.

Li Wu watched Cao Yuan's departing figure and sneered, "You're kidding me."

……

Pink petals drifted down gently, their rich fragrance mingling with the scent of cosmetics, and the cheerful laughter of women filled the entire street.

Looking at the tall, vermilion pavilion not far away, Cao Yuan stepped onto the street with excitement in his heart.

Having wandered around with his unreliable brother-in-law Han Fei for so many days, he was "exhausted" and desperately needed his sisters' little hands to massage him and relieve his swelling pain.

Therefore, he has only one goal tonight.

Relax, relax, and relax some more!

He wants to be a man who knows how to balance work and rest, and how to relax properly!

Holy crap!

Cao Yuan walked to the gate of Zilan Pavilion and saw Han Fei, and was speechless.

Han Fei looked at Cao Yuan in surprise, "Brother Cao, you are...?"

Cao Yuan immediately became serious and said, "Brother Han, I'm here on official business. Don't judge me with your filthy thoughts."

Han Fei said solemnly, "It seems that Brother Cao has also noticed the difference in this pavilion."

Cao Yuan was slightly taken aback. "What are you talking about, Brother Han?"

Han Fei asked in surprise, "Didn't you realize that this pavilion is decorated according to the principles of diplomacy and strategy of the Guigu School?"

Cao Yuan curled his lip. "That's it? I knew there were disciples of Guigu inside."

"A disciple of Guigu Valley?" Han Fei asked in shock, "Which one?"

"There are even disciples of Guigu running brothels?" Han Fei looked at Cao Yuan in disbelief.

Cao Yuan chuckled and said, "Not only that, there are also Guigu disciples who collect protection fees to act as guards."

Han Fei felt that his worldview had been completely shattered.

You should know that the Guigu lineage only has two disciples in each era, and both of them are renowned figures.

Running a brothel, collecting protection money, working as a bodyguard... He felt like Cao Yuan was talking nonsense to him.

Cao Yuan had no interest in caring about his brother-in-law's feelings.

Because he had already entered the main hall of Zilan Pavilion.

Cao Yuan looked at the luxurious and elegant Zilanxuan Hall and took a deep breath.

Ah, it's the scent of freedom, the taste of the sea, the place he loves~

Compared to the unrestrained passion of Zuimenglou, Zilanxuan is undoubtedly more reserved and introverted.

Only a few elegantly dressed, graceful girls on the first and second floors watched him, whispering and laughing, trying to figure out if he was a new or regular customer and whether he could win gold coins.

So far, a bunch of girls haven't started teasing him or being mischievous around him.

Cao Yuan easily discerned the differences between Zilanxuan and Zuimenglou.

Although they are both selling themselves.

If Zuimenglou is all about selling sex, then Zilanxuan is all about selling art.

One is superficial, the other is profound.

It is well known that girls who are slow to warm up, reserved, and have inner depth are always very expensive and can be sold at high prices because the persona they sell is taste and style.

Nobles and wealthy merchants especially loved this kind of food.

"Brother Cao, wait for me..."

Han Fei came running in, panting heavily. His bruised and swollen face was so funny that it made many guests and beauties laugh.

Cao Yuan walked a few steps away without making a sound, waving his hand dismissively to indicate that he did not know the monster.

Han Fei didn't care; he'd always been thick-skinned.

As a nobleman in the Purple Orchid Pavilion recognized Han Fei, a series of surprised voices echoed from inside the pavilion.

Han Fei, a renowned prodigy in South Korea at the time, received much attention and was regarded as the future of South Korea, to the point that some even wanted to eliminate him.

However, as Han Fei went abroad to study at Xiaoshengxianzhuang and left the center of power in Korea, he faded from public view and was gradually forgotten.

Soon, the news reached the proprietress of Zilanxuan.

Before this news arrived, there was a portrait on Zi Nu's desk.

The portrait depicts none other than Cao Yuan, who had recently arrived in the city and was driving a donkey cart.

The words "Prime Minister's Assassin" are written on one side of the portrait.

The main hall of Zilanxuan.

As Han Fei pulled Cao Yuan along, persuading him to investigate Zi Lan Xuan, the crisp clatter of high heels rang out.

The woman in purple walked gracefully towards them, her arms crossed over her chest. Her figure was mature and graceful, sexy and charming yet noble and elegant.

"Distinguished guests, please forgive me for not greeting you sooner."

Zi Nu's gaze finally landed on Cao Yuan. Her soft, deep purple eyes blinked slightly, and her long, upturned eyelashes trembled, revealing a unique brilliance in her eyes.

After months of observation and investigation, the truth behind the deaths of Qi Xiang Hou Sheng and Yan Guo Yan Chun Jun slowly came to light, based on intelligence gathered from various sources.

The murderer was not one of the people in the net.

The murderers all point to the same person.

Cao Yuan.

Chapter 81 With your clever and lively little mouths...

Cao Yuan shifted his gaze from the group of beautiful, graceful young women, ceasing his flirting with them, and fixed his eyes on the mature, sophisticated woman in front of him.

hiss~

Purple dress, black stockings, and a tiny waist—it's my absolute favorite!

And high heels too!

Cao Yuan had seen Zi Nu in the anime countless times, but he was still amazed when he saw her in person.

Sexy and charming, alluring and noble, elegant and timeless.