Half an hour ago.
At Qingya House, several brocaded young lords held dancing girls in their arms, reveling in wine and merrymaking.
The place was booked for the night; their group was the only party in the entire tavern.
The man seated at the head of the table was tall and robust, his body’s coiled muscles stretching the silk of his shirt tight. The wine jug in his hand seemed as tiny as a bottle of therapeutic elixir.
Yan Linghu, son of the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Justice.
As a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist with his cross-training already reaching the Transformation Realm, few could breach his Golden Body within the same level!
Had he not aged beyond the mark, surely his name would have graced the Cloud Top Ranking!
Gulp, gulp, gulp—
Yan Linghu tilted his head back and downed the exquisite wine in one go.
"Bravo!"
"Young Master Yan’s capacity is vast as the sea!"
"Drinking as if a giant whale swallowing rivers, such bold spirit, we’re simply no match!"
The crowd clapped in admiration.
Yan Linghu wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, his expression darkened, not in the best of moods.
Recently, the royal court had been a whirlpool of intrigue, and his father, Yan Peizhi, had been ensnared, becoming the main target of accusation by the Enemy Party, affecting his own days as well.
He had previously been close with Yan Liang and had naturally been involved with the Barbarian Slave affair.
Although Yan Liang had not exposed him, he was still somewhat impacted.
"Damn it, all caused by that Chen surname bastard!"
A glint of cold light flashed in Yan Linghu’s eyes. Chen Mo had been just a minor Seventh-Level Warrior, whom he had never taken seriously, yet now he churned up storms in the court, making the Yan Family’s life turbulent!
"You’d best not fall into my hands!"
"Or I’ll make sure you’ll learn what ’seared into the bones and engraved in the heart’ truly means!"
Unconsciously increasing the force in his grip, the dancing girl in his arms trembled with pain, but she didn’t dare make a sound.
"Drink up!"
"Drink!"
The guests continued to toast and pass cups around.
After the wine had flowed freely, the curtain was lifted, and Yu’er came out, performing her routine act of playing the piano.
Yan Linghu’s slightly tipsy eyes suddenly brightened.
Xu Yuqiong?
This was a true daughter of a substantial household, proficient in the arts of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, with looks and figure that could be called perfect!
That golden branch which even he had been unable to reach in the past, now forced to sell smiles in this place of gaudy colors, such a stark contrast stirred a scorching heat in Yan Linghu’s lower abdomen.
"If I could have a turn with her, that taste..."
The piano music flowed melodiously, enchanting all who listened.
The piece came to an end.
Yu’er got up and curtsied gracefully, then turned and left.
"Yu’er’s piano skill is indeed well-deserving of its reputation!"
"During the upcoming Hundred Flowers Meeting, she is likely to become the Oiran, right?"
"Eight out of ten chances, perfectly filling the vacancy left by the Qin Fairy."
"Such a pity, Yu’er neither drinks with patrons nor accepts customers anymore, otherwise I’d be willing to spend any amount of silver!"
"I heard she only kept company with Chen Mo..."
Bang!
Yan Linghu’s hand crushed the wine jug, narrowing his eyes, "She kept company with Chen Mo?"
The young master from the Xu Family, Xu Junxuan, nodded and said, "It was Chen Mo who arranged her hairpins; since then, she has refused all other patrons."
"Damn, that Chen gets to eat meat, and won’t even leave us broth?"
"Using public resources for personal pleasure, an utter disgrace!"
Many voiced their complaints.
Yan Linghu sneered, "Refuses to entertain? What if I’m insistent?"
Xu Junxuan whispered, "Young Master Yan, this place is under the Ministry of Rites’ jurisdiction, it’s not wise to force matters."
"My influence extends to the Ministry of Rites as well!"
"Besides, a prostitute selling smiles yet suddenly pretending to be innocent? Today, I’m determined to have my way, no matter what!"
Yan Linghu pushed away the dancing girl in his arms and strode towards the inner room.
As he lifted the curtain, the brothel madam hurried forward, smiling obsequiously, "Oh my, Young Master Yan is in quite the mood. Were the girls not to your liking? Allow me to present you with another selection."
Yan Linghu thrust a stack of silver notes into the madam’s face, "I only want Yu’er."
The madam hesitated, "Yu’er is an Elegant Courtesan; if she does not wish to entertain guests, it’s difficult for me to intervene... all the other girls are easy to talk to..."
The main issue was Yu’er’s special status.
Someone from above had specifically instructed that she must not be forced into prostitution... it was said to be the mandate from a certain high official.
"Chen Mo can keep her company, and I can’t?"
"I am determined today! Who dares to stop me?!"
"Out of my way!"
Yan Linghu knocked several bouncers over, people scattering, as he strode into the inner room and kicked the door open with a "bang"!
Inside, a young maid was brewing tea at a table, and Yu’er lay on the bed, motionless, as if asleep.


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