Chapter 1864: 1863: Jiang Chenyu, Yasheng

Capítulo 1864: Chapter 1863: Jiang Chenyu, Yasheng

“Let me say this first, don’t cause any trouble at Miaoyu Pavilion,” Wang Da reminded them.

“Only high-ranking officials and nobility come here, we can’t afford to offend them.”

“Don’t worry, we’re just here to listen to some songs and watch beauties dance,” the Wronged Soul assured confidently.

Xu Zimei glanced at him.

He asked, “Is your listening to songs and dancing legitimate?”

“Who goes to a proper place,” the Wronged Soul snickered.

The three of them walked in, Lu Yueqing didn’t come to such a place, she went shopping in Chang’an.

Ever since Noble Consort Lu tried to kill her, Lu Yueqing lost interest in everything.

She wanted to settle in Chang’an and had no desire to go back to her old village.

These past few days, Lu Yueqing seemed to finally understand her mother.

Chang’an is truly wonderful.

Once people arrive, they’re reluctant to leave.

It’s prosperous, with everything one could need.

Given the opportunity to experience all the honors of this world from a high status, who would want to return to a small village?

Not even mentioning Noble Consort Lu, Lu Yueqing herself, after just a few days in Chang’an, didn’t want to leave either.

She wanted to reside in Chang’an, preferably run a small business and be self-sufficient.

So during this time, Lu Yueqing observed what businesses did well in Chang’an.

Xu Zimei didn’t mind either.

Before leaving, he gave her some money as starting capital, which was easy for him but could change someone’s life.

……

Walking into the Immortal Area,

It was akin to a concert.

At the front was a raised platform, colorful and eye-catching with various jade stone arrangements.

Below were hundreds of seats.

When they entered, the seats were already about seventy to eighty percent full.

On the stage, a Jade Tower materialized.

Immortal Qi enveloped beneath, and a group of women in colorful attire danced gracefully.

Above the Jade Tower, a woman played accompaniment music.

The air was filled with various enchanting fragrances.

The women on the stage were of unmatched beauty, each deserving of the term “peerless” no matter where they stood.

Setting that aside, what surprised Xu Zimei was the transformative technique on stage.

The Jade Tower emerged from the ground, with various flowers and trees competing in beauty.

These weren’t real, but the effects created were exceptional.

“Young Master Xu, are you interested in this?” Wang Da asked.

“This transformative technique should be related to formation,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Correct, these formations aren’t offensive but can change endlessly based on people’s needs,” Wang Da laughed.

“It’s quite an amusing story.

There was once an Array Master named Liu Chuan.

He was said to be a romantic scholar, who later met a Singing Courtesan.

They fell head over heels for each other, so he used his knowledge of formations to help her compete for the title of Oiran.”

“And that’s how these formations that transform everything emerged.”

“Even if done to woo women, there’s something interesting about the formation,” Xu Zimei said.

At first glance, the formation seems non-aggressive and rather ornamental.

But at a deeper level, this formation might have significant uses.

What if the transformed things could become real?

“Today, we’re in luck,” Wang Da pointed at the women on stage.

He said, “Two of the three top Oiran of Miaoyu Pavilion are performing today.”

“Who are they?” The Wronged Soul asked with interest.

“The one singing atop the Jade Tower is named Zhe Weier, and the lead dancer is Jiang Baiguo,” Wang Da pointed out.

“One is a perfect dancer, the other a flawless singer.”

“How much do these two cost?” the Wronged Soul asked lecherously.

“Money means little to them,” Wang Da shook his head.

“For regular Singing Courtesans, money might work.

But for these top ones, they sell art, not themselves; even if you wish to do something, they’re seeking good matches.

That’s not something you should think about.”

The Wronged Soul shook his head regretfully.

The performance was calm and without surprises, with the Singing Courtesans on stage being quite skilled, even Xu Zimei was engaged.

Halfway through, the Wronged Soul left.

The lustful part of him couldn’t be contained any longer, likely off to find some release.

After the performance, staying to watch required payment, Xu Zimei intended to leave.

But suddenly someone sat beside him and patted his shoulder.

He turned to see a stranger.

The person wore a scarlet robe, with auburn hair draped over her shoulders.

She carried a scent of roses.

This was a woman, elegant and dignified, yet fiery and seductive.

Wearing bold red lipstick, with high cheekbones and a touch of Western Region flair.

Her eyes were filled with passion, making anyone she looked at feel parched.

Seeing this woman, Wang Da’s expression changed.

He quickly greeted, “Greetings, Yasheng.”

“Go on,” the woman waved her hand, unconcerned.

“His Majesty asked me to entertain Young Master Xu,” Wang Da said with some difficulty.

The woman, meeting him, said nothing, but directly asked him to leave, her intent clear to find Xu Zimei.

He was in a difficult position.

If he left, how would he explain to Xu Kui, but if he stayed, her identity was undeniable.

“Why, can’t I command you anymore,” the woman asked.

“No, I wouldn’t dare,” Wang Da stood up, giving Xu Zimei a deep look before leaving.

“May I know your name?” The woman seemed careless, fixating on Xu Zimei, smiled.

“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking others?” Xu Zimei said.

“I’m Jiang Chenyu, they call me Yasheng. It seems you don’t know me?” the woman asked.

“Why should I know you?” Xu Zimei retorted.

“You’re from the Monster Race,” Jiang Chenyu asked.

“I’m here representing the Heavenly Court.”

“So what?” Xu Zimei asked.

“Leave Chang’an, and I can guarantee your life,” Jiang Chenyu said.

Hearing such bold words, Xu Zimei squinted slightly.

He said, “Did the Heavenly Court send you?”

“No, no,” Jiang Chenyu shook her head.

“I don’t take orders from the Heavenly Court or the Great Qin.

I only represent the human race.”

“You are incredibly cunning; the Monster Race surrenders, wanting the human race to turn on each other, gaining from the chaos.”

“This isn’t something you should discuss with me,” Xu Zimei waved his hand.

“Whether to cooperate or not is King Qin’s decision.”

“You truly refuse to leave?” Jiang Chenyu stared at Xu Zimei.

“What, planning to kill me?” Xu Zimei chuckled.

“I won’t kill you; I just want to protect you,” Jiang Chenyu said.

“If you don’t leave, others will come to kill you.”

“Then I’ll wait for them to come,” Xu Zimei nonchalantly replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large army suddenly surrounded Miaoyu Pavilion from outside.