Suddenly, she remembered Chen Mo’s eyes that seemed to penetrate everything and a bold speculation surged in her heart, causing her fair cheeks to instantly flush with red.
"Could it be..."
"No, no way!"
...
...
At dusk, the lights on Melody Avenue were just beginning to glow.
The entrance of Hundred Flowers Pavilion was bustling with carriages and horses, a scene of noise and excitement.
The Hundred Flowers Meeting had ended, and today was the Hundred Flowers Banquet hosted by the Imperial Music Bureau, specially to entertain the esteemed clients who had offered generous rewards previously. Several Oirans and the top performers from each courtyard would be present.
In this evening’s banquet, the most eye-catching was naturally the newly appointed top Oiran, Yu’er.
From her debut, she caught much attention for her exquisite piano skill and beautiful appearance, yet she never drank with guests, with Chen Mo being the only one to enter her boudoir.
Compared to those girls who had been around for years and had extensive connections, she had no advantage whatsoever.
Even so, she managed to break through against all odds and seized the title of the leading beauty at the Hundred Flowers Meeting!
Chen Mo’s act of "generously spending a fortune for beauty" also spread widely in the neighborhood, becoming a pleasant tale amongst the populace.
As for Yan Linghu, who also spent two thousand taels, no one mentioned him at all, thoroughly reduced to being just a backdrop...
Back hall.
The room was filled with more than a dozen dressing tables where ladies were outlining their eyebrows and putting on rouge in front of bronze mirrors.
Yu’er, in her emerald green dress, was propping her chin and daydreaming.
"Sister, it’s been so many days, when exactly will our master return?"
Gu Manzhi, disguised as a little maid, shook her head, "How would I know?"
Yu’er’s essence needed replenishing, but there had been no news of Chen Mo, which made her somewhat worried.
Could something have happened while he was carrying out his official duties?
"Maybe we should ask General Li tomorrow? She should have news of our master," Yu’er suggested.
Gu Manzhi nodded, "Hmm, I’ll go tomorrow."
Her identity was unique, and it was risky for her to appear among the Sky Scale Guard, but she couldn’t help worrying.
Yu’er caressed the white ribbon around her neck, her tongue lightly licking her lips, her clear eyes misting over.
Umm, I miss my master so much...
Not far away, Zi Yan’er sat quietly in front of a mirror.
Her personal maid was combing her satin-like long hair with a comb.
"Lady, several Esteemed Clients have come to support us today; remember to toast to them later," the maid reminded.
"Mm."
Zi Yan’er responded indifferently.
Seeing her aloof demeanor, the maid’s brow slightly furrowed, feeling that something had been off with the lady lately.
But thinking about it, she could understand.
The title of Oiran was taken by a newcomer, and the former Purple Huai Workshop was now someone else’s. Both her status and treatment had plummeted, so naturally, she wasn’t feeling well.
"Lady, don’t be too sad. Even if Mr. Chen favors Yu’er, there will come a time when he grows tired of her.


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