GTB Chapter 88

Chapter 88: It’s not that he lacks women, but…

Chapter 88: It’s not that he lacks women, but…

In the VIP lounge on the third floor of Xiaoyue Pavilion, a young and charming woman was addressing several young masters:

“Young Master Chu, these ladies are newly arrived at Xiaoyue Pavilion and haven’t entertained any guests yet! They were specially reserved for esteemed guests like yourselves!”

“Alright, Yuan Niang knows me best.” Chu Yifeng said, waving his hand and tossing two thousand-tael silver notes onto the table.

Seeing this, Yuan Niang quickly and happily picked them up, turning to the five young women and saying:

“These gentlemen are all distinguished guests. It’s your good fortune to serve them, so you must perform well and please them.”

“Yes,” the five women replied obediently. Looking at the handsome and extraordinary young men before them, though somewhat shy, they all wore expressions of admiration and fascination, eager to try.

It was their first time entertaining guests, but they didn’t expect to be serving such wealthy and handsome young masters. According to Yuan Niang, they were all royalty.

If they could please these noble young men and be taken into their mansions as concubines, they could become people of high status, enjoying a lifetime of wealth and glory.

“First, perform a dance for us to liven things up! There will be rewards for those who dance well.” As Chu Yifeng spoke, he took out a handful of gold leaves from his purse and placed them on the table.

The women were stunned. Their desire to rise in status using their virginity became even more resolute.

They quickly lined up, and as the music in the room changed, they began to move lightly, their jade arms swaying gently, causing the light gauze to flutter.

Chu Yifeng looked at Shí Yuanchen. “What do you think? I reserved these especially with Yuan Niang. They’re the cleanest. Surely, you won’t continue to remain celibate for that ‘love at first sight’ of yours!”

“Cough, cough… What are you saying! I’m a flirtatious man. I’ve long forgotten. Today, I’m going to let loose and have fun.”

Shí Yuanchen glanced at Shí Yan beside him, cutting off Chu Yifeng’s words, lest he bring up his love at first sight every time, how embarrassing!

“That’s right. So many girls are waiting for our favor. Don’t be so innocent.” Chu Yifeng said, smiling as he admired the dance before him.

“Yes! You’re not the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince is fastidious, so he only observes from a distance and doesn’t get close.” The other two young masters quickly echoed.

“Come, cheers.” Chu Yifeng, enjoying himself, raised his wine cup and toasted everyone, then drank it in one gulp.

Amidst the drinking and revelry, the young masters enjoyed their wine while watching the enchanting and alluring dance, having a great time.

Shí Yan caressed his wine cup, his gaze also on the dancing women, but his expression was slightly restrained.

He seemed to be wondering why he still couldn’t muster any interest in these scantily clad women.

He even wondered what he would do if that woman were dressed like this and danced before him.

Thinking of this, the fingers caressing the cup tightened slightly, then he raised the cup and drank it in one gulp.

The music faded, the dance stopped, and the women, with good sense, approached Chu Yifeng and the others, pouring wine and tea, offering their flattery.

Among them, a blue-clad woman with exceptional beauty and a hint of arrogance had been drawn to Shí Yan since she entered the room.

She had never seen such a handsome and extraordinary gentleman. She also knew that Yuan Niang had said that the handsome gentleman with a strange personality, who didn’t like people getting close to him, was him.

So, while the other sisters chose others first, she deliberately slowed her pace, and after the other sisters had chosen, she walked towards the seemingly unattainable man, believing that her beauty would make her the exception.

The blue-clad woman stood a little distance away, suppressing the frantic beating of her heart, and carefully picked up the wine pot, filling the man’s empty cup. “Please, Young Master.”

Chu Yifeng watched this scene and said jealously, “Seventh Prince, this lady seems to like you! Yuan Niang said that it’s their first time serving wine. Why don’t you… show some tenderness?”

After speaking, he said to the blue-clad woman: “Be bolder, serve our Seventh Prince well.”

The blue-clad woman was shocked to hear this. Although she knew that their identities were not simple, she was still stunned by the title of Seventh Prince.

After a pause, she stood up and boldly leaned closer to Shí Yan.

Everyone present looked at Shí Yan, secretly breaking out in cold sweat for the woman.

They knew that although Shí Yan came to Xiaoyue Pavilion with them, every beautiful woman would be rejected by him for various reasons. They wondered what reason he would use this time, and how far he would throw her.

However, to their surprise, Shí Yan did not reject her as he usually did. The woman actually succeeded in sitting in Shí Yan’s lap.

Everyone was surprised, thinking that marriage really did make a difference, and he had learned to be tender. Otherwise, they would have wondered if the Seventh Prince had some hidden ailment.

Otherwise, why would he only watch and not touch? If you said he didn’t like women, he still drank flower wine like everyone else, but no woman could get close to him.

Shí Yan’s expression was cold, and his brow was slightly furrowed. He seemed to understand that it wasn’t that he lacked women, but…

Realizing this, he could no longer bear the disgust in his heart and threw the woman in his arms two meters away, dusted off his robe, and coldly said with disgust: “The perfume is giving this prince a headache.”

Seeing this, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Well, they had overthought it. There was no exception.

Shí Yuanchen finally stopped secretly complaining about Shí Yan in his heart for Jiang Jiuchu. He had thought that his seventh brother was finally becoming more tender because of his seventh sister-in-law.

That’s right, he didn’t let them get close before, so how could he fancy the prostitutes here now that he had his seventh sister-in-law? What did it matter if they were clean? Their eyes were still turbid.

Chu Yifeng looked at the blue-clad woman who had been thrown to the ground, feeling a little sorry for her, and waved his hand. “Little beauty, don’t be sad, come to me. It’s my birthday today, I don’t mind doting on you, I like fragrant ones.”

The sound of music filled the night, lanterns hung high, and carriages bustled about. The prosperous night scene of Kyoto Imperial City seemed to have just begun.

Seventh Prince’s Residence.

Jiang Jiuchu sat at the table, her small face slightly flushed after taking a bath. Her waist-length wet hair was being carefully dried by Green Luo with a dry towel.

“Miss, it’s almost dry,” Green Luo said, tidying up the dried black hair.

Jiang Jiuchu’s gaze returned from the peach blossom hairpin in her hand. “Okay, go down and rest.”

She said, getting up and walking to the dressing mirror, placing the peach blossom hairpin in the wooden box.

Then she looked towards the door, and seeing that Green Luo had already left and closed the door, she went to the cabinet, intending to take out the cloak that she had depended on for survival.

However, when she opened the cabinet, she found that all the autumn and winter clothes had been replaced with thin summer clothes.

She looked up and down in astonishment. Was this Li Mama so idle that she had to organize everything so neatly?

Could it be that she found out that they didn’t have a bed quilt? Was she doing it on purpose?

But she clearly put it away early in the morning and took it out at night. How could she know? This old nanny was too scary!