"No way! The number one assassin in the gang didn't die at the hands of the enemy, but after transmigrating into the book, he died at the hands of a small fry. That's too lame!"

"It's all that scumbag Li Mufeng's fault. If he hadn't distrusted me, I wouldn't have rushed back to the Prime Minister's residence in the middle of the night to court death just out of spite."

"Looking at the fire spreading to the roof, Xue Ziwei began to complain about Li Mufeng."

"ah……"

Just as "Blood Purple Rose" was pondering how to get out, a scream came from outside the door, followed by a thud.

A dark figure burst through the door. "Blood Purple Rose" instinctively flung out a handful of powder, and Ding Er fell to the ground like a dead pig without even uttering a sound.

"This humble servant has arrived late to rescue Your Majesty; I beg Your Highness's forgiveness."

"Zhao Hu? You didn't leave? I thought you had already gone back to find that scumbag... the prince!"

Seeing Zhao Hu staring at her in surprise, "Blood Purple Rose" abruptly changed "scumbag" to "prince".

“I was lured away and when I returned, I saw that the ancestral hall was on fire and that the First Madam and the Eldest Young Master were being watched. I rescued them and then learned that the Princess Consort was in trouble.”

Zhao Hu rescued "Blood Purple Rose" and briefly explained what had just happened.

"Damn Mu Xue'er, and that bitch Han Ruyi, they actually set me up in a series of traps. I was just careless."

I thought they just wanted to deal with me in the "Mandarin Duck Pavilion," but I never expected...

"Yuanyang Pavilion?"

Zhao Hu raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

"Isn't that a place of pleasure and debauchery? Why does Your Highness bring up this place?"

Outside the ancestral hall, there was no one. It seemed that, just as Ding Er had said, Mu Xue'er had sent everyone away, which showed how determined they were to get rid of him.

"Zhao Hu, do me a favor."

"Whatever Your Highness commands, this humble servant will do my utmost."

Zhao Hu was extremely respectful, and "Blood Purple Rose" beckoned to him with her finger.

"Go and tell the First Madam..."

After a whispered conversation, "Blood Purple Rose" climbed over the courtyard wall. By this time, her fever had completely subsided, and she had regained her former agility.

"Where did the princess go?"

Behind him, Zhao Hu stared in astonishment at the agile princess before finally asking a question.

"Yuanyang Pavilion".

Three words drifted into Zhao Hu's ears.

"The princess visiting a brothel? This is outrageous!" After completing the tasks assigned by the princess, Zhao Hu rode back to the Longxuan Prince's Mansion at top speed. That's how the scene just now unfolded.

"Giddy up, giddy up..."

Upon receiving the news, Li Mufeng wildly cracked his whip, wishing he could fly to the "Mandarin Duck Pavilion."

"Han Ziwei, you damned woman, how dare you cuckold me! I'll kill you!"

It was midnight, and the sky outside was full of stars, but inside the "Mandarin Duck Pavilion" it was brightly lit, with singing and dancing filling the air.

"Blood Purple Rose" looked up and saw three large characters in the center of the building: "Mandarin Duck Pavilion."

"That's right, this is the place. I really don't know how stunningly beautiful Chu Yunmo is that she could bewitch the female lead so much. Today I'll have to meet her."

"Oh! Isn't this the Prime Minister's daughter? Here to see my Mo'er again?"

As soon as "Blood Purple Rose" entered the hall, a heavily made-up old woman came out.

This person is Granny Yang, the madam of the "Mandarin Duck Pavilion". In the past, the female protagonist called her "Mother" affectionately in order to curry favor with her so that she could elope with Chu Yunmo in the future.

Not only that, she would also steal some of her mother Wang Shuqing's dowry to bribe Granny Yang.

Thinking of the book's contents, "Blood Purple Rose" couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Han Ziwei! Han Ziwei, no wonder everyone calls you a slut. You really are slut. You're just an actress, just putting on an act. Is it really necessary to take it so seriously?"

Despite these thoughts, "Blood Purple Rose" still forced a smile.

"Mother, I'm looking for Chu Yunmo."

“Miss Han wants to see my Mo’er, that’s easy, but…”

Granny Yang rubbed her fingers together, her meaning clear: she wanted money. "Blood Purple Rose" had completely forgotten about this, having left in a hurry without taking any silver with her.

"Mother, how about next time? Today I..."

"Blood Purple Rose" touched her shy money pouch and tugged at Granny Yang's clothes in a flattering manner.

"No way! Mo'er is the top courtesan at my 'Mandarin Duck Pavilion.' Everyone knows she spends money like water. How dare you try to get something for nothing? No way! Get out..."

Granny Yang flung "Blood Purple Rose" away, her nose in the air, and immediately turned her back on her. She twisted her barrel-like waist and prepared to go upstairs.

A flash of cold light crossed "Blood Purple Rose's" eyes.

"How dare you tell me to get lost! If I don't show you what I'm capable of, I'm not 'Blood Purple Rose'!"

Upstairs in a private room, a man in fine robes was gently stroking the strings of a zither with his long, slender, fair hands, causing the young women to feel a surge of joy.

"Ah Chu, can you spend the night with me? I'm willing to pay a thousand taels."

"Go away, go away, go away. In your eyes, Yunmo is so worthless. I'm willing to pay two thousand for Yunmo's virginity."

"Five thousand taels..."

"Eight thousand..."

...

"Damn it, how dare you try to steal my man? I'll beat you to death!"

"I'll beat you to death, you bitch..."

...

A fight broke out in the room shortly afterward. The man's pupils flashed with disgust, but he quickly regained his composure, curled the corners of his mouth, and continued playing the piano.

Soon, the women began to hallucinate, as if they were lying in Chu Yunmo's arms. They stopped fighting and stared at Chu Yunmo in a daze.

"Take a look, have you ever seen a jade pendant like this before?"

Chu Yunmo pulled out a drawing from her bosom. On the drawing was a round jade pendant with a blood-red amaryllis flower engraved on it. It was very exquisite and obviously very valuable.

"No."

The young women shook their heads. Chu Yunmo's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. She glanced at the incense burner and slowly walked out of the room.

"Young master, is there still no news?"

A young man named Mu Chun, Chu Yunmo's attendant, hurriedly went to greet her as she walked out.

"No."

Chu Yunmo's voice remained calm as she took the handkerchief from the servant Mu Chun, wiped her hands, and patted them a few times. Her clothes, which had been torn by the young women, were now exposed, and her eyes flashed with disgust.

"Young master, we've been searching for so long and haven't found Princess Luoxi. Is she already dead?"

The attendant behind him couldn't help but say something.

“Even if he dies, the jade pendant must be found. Only with that jade pendant can Father’s ascension to the throne be legitimate.”

The man's voice was cold as he strode downstairs. He needed to wash away the lingering scent of rouge and powder left by these thirsty women.

"Damn it, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am. Just a run-down brothel, and you actually think you're something special? I can come and go as I please in the imperial palace, and you think you can stop me..."

Before he could even utter the word "I," "Blood Purple Rose" crashed into a soft wall.

"ah……"

"Girl, be careful."

The gentle, warm voice immediately made "Blood Purple Rose's" heart flutter, and her eyes met a deep pool of light.

"Oh my god? It's so beautiful."

The man before her was a rare beauty, more beautiful than any woman, and even surpassing Li Mufeng in looks.

With strikingly handsome features, thick black hair, and captivating peach blossom eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows, he was so alluring that one could easily fall for him.

A high, straight nose, full, red lips, and a dazzling smile.

At this moment, "Blood Purple Rose" was held in the man's arms, and her heart pounded wildly.

"Miss Han, it's you?"

The man's breath was sweet and fragrant. "Blood Purple Rose" wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and finally came to her senses.

"You...you're that gigolo? No, you're Chu Yunmo."