"What's wrong? You're making it sound like you're mourning my death. Tell me, what happened?"

Tang Huan put down her teacup in an annoyed tone.

Li Daikui took a deep breath, "Sir, two merchants from the Northern Regions have arrived in the capital..."

After telling Tang Huan what he had heard, Li Daikui added, "They have already checked into the nearby Wanfuji Inn, which is very close to us."

"Why is it bad? Shouldn't this be good news? I want to see what this vixen from the Northern Region looks like."

Tang Huan got up from the chair, and the wool blanket immediately slipped to the ground.

Xue'e picked up the blanket. "I think you're just too lustful and want to have a fling with someone, aren't you?"

Faced with Xue'e's teasing, Tang Huan said seriously, "How can you slander someone's reputation out of thin air? I am the Poet Immortal of Daqing. How can the affairs of a scholar be called romantic? Besides, I am only here to meet this enchantress from the Northern Region on behalf of His Majesty."

"Is it at Wanxin's inn?" Tang Huan asked.

"Yes, we've been there before."

Tang Huan glanced at the darkening sky. "I've been eating Xue'e's food for the past few days, and I'm getting a little tired of it. Since the curfew is still early, let's go out for dinner today."

"I think you just want to see how beautiful she is..." Xue'e exposed Tang Huan and brought the wool blanket and teapot into the house. Li Daikui also moved the chair in.

Tang Huan led the two of them on their way.

Upon arriving at Wanfuji, I discovered that the number of guests today was even greater than usual.

Almost all the tables were full, and people kept turning their heads to look at the corners.

Tang Huan peeked over and immediately walked over. "There's an empty table there."

"Hmph, another one who's not afraid of death. I'd like to see how he gets thrown out later."

"I bet he'd be so scared he'd freeze as soon as he walked over. A pretty boy like him would probably be trembling with fear in front of that mountain of flesh."

"Haha, it doesn't matter if he's one more, let's just watch the show."

Amidst a burst of laughter, people waited to see what would happen.

Before this, many people had tried to get close to him, only to be ruthlessly driven away by the mountain of flesh, with many falling and grimacing in pain.

Suddenly, someone noticed something was wrong and hesitated, saying, "Isn't that the Poet Immortal?"

"Poet Immortal, Tang Huan?"

"It's him. I saw him once at Chunfeng Tower. The guard next to him is also correct. It's the Poet Immortal."

"Could it be that the great poet also came here specifically to see this beauty from the Northern Region?"

"Hmph, the Poet Immortal is a man of unparalleled talent and charm. Countless women would be willing to throw themselves into his arms. Why would he care about a mere woman from the Northern Region? Lord Tang must have just happened to be here for a meal."

Someone asked doubtfully, "Then do you think the result might be different?"

The group looked at each other, unable to explain themselves.

As everyone was talking, Tang Huan had already arrived.

The man slowly stood up, and a mountain of flesh appeared before his eyes.

Tang Huan thought to himself, "Everyone was right, it really is a veritable mountain of flesh."

He overheard people talking and noticed the two people sitting there. He confirmed their identities, otherwise they wouldn't have approached them so directly.

Ah Da stretched out a hand, which was almost as big as Tang Huan's head.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to attack an adult?"

Li Daikui immediately stepped between the two.

Although Li Da Kui's physical advantage was completely negated in front of A Da, he was not afraid at all, but rather a little arrogant.

"I'm warning you, a few days ago His Majesty was furious because of an assassin who attacked you. He immediately imposed a citywide curfew. If you dare to attack him at this critical juncture, you'd better think twice about whether you can leave the capital alive."

Upon hearing this, Gongyang Tingbai raised his head, glanced at Li Daikui with interest, and then looked at Tang Huan with a smile.

"So you are the renowned poet Tang Huan. I have heard of your name even in the Northern Region. It is a pity that I still cannot truly understand the line 'After getting drunk, I do not know that the sky is in the water, and my boat is full of dreams that press down on the Milky Way.'"

“Ah Da, you mustn’t be rude. This is none other than the great poet, Li Bai.”

Gongyang Tingbai reprimanded everyone in public, then gestured to Tang Huan, saying, "If you don't mind, sir, please join us at the same table. Our food and wine are about to be served."

"Since you've put it that way, then I shall accept it without hesitation."

Tang Huan walked straight to the other person and sat down without any hesitation.

Xue'e sat next to Tang Huan on the same bench, while Li Da Kui moved closer to the mountain of meat, making provocative gestures at A Da from time to time.

"You know who I am, but I still don't know what the girl's name is!"

Tang Huan, as if they were old friends, took the wine pot from Gongyang Tingbai's side, poured himself a bowl, and then drank it down in big gulps.

Gongyang Tingbai's eyes lit up. "Sir, you have a great capacity for alcohol, much more so than the men of the Northern Region. My name is Gongyang Tingbai."

"Gongyang, the surname of the leader of the Northern Regions?"

Gongyang smiled but did not answer the question directly.

Tang Huan confirmed her guess, but said no more.

Since the other party dared to use this name in the capital, they had sufficient reason not to be afraid.

"I've heard countless times about Lord Tang's poetic talent back in the Northern Regions. The people around me nag about it endlessly every day, and my ears are practically calloused. I wonder, besides your poetic talent, how good are your martial arts skills?"

Gongyang Tingbai also held a wine bowl, drinking while looking at Tang Huan.

Tang Huan shook his head and sighed, "My skills are so-so. Most people can get the better of me. If Miss Gongyang wants to spar with me, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

"What a pity. I thought Lord Tang would be a man of both literary and martial talents. It seems that Heaven is indeed selfish and does not want a perfect person to appear in this world."

“Indeed,” Tang Huan echoed.

Suddenly, Gongyang Tingbai leaned close to Tang Huan, almost touching him.

Her soft, alluring voice rang out, "Lord Tang's skills with his hands and feet are so-so, I wonder how his skills in bed are?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. The maids are very weak, and I usually have to hold back my strength for fear of hurting them."

Gongyang Tingbai laughed loudly, "Then what does Lord Tang think of me? Does this body satisfy you?"

Tang Huan scrutinized the other person, showing no discomfort in the face of such provocative words.

His gaze swept over Gongyang Tingbai without restraint. "He is indeed a sexy and alluring person, but in my opinion, he may not be able to resist me."

"Oh?" Gongyang Tingbai smiled charmingly, "I've heard that the Poet Immortal is a womanizer and frequents the Spring Breeze Pavilion every day. I wonder if my visit to the capital this time will give me the opportunity to create a beautiful story with him."

Tang Huan immediately put on a stern face and refused righteously: "No, no, I am not such a casual person. Physical intercourse without feelings is soulless. Even if Miss Gongyang wants to sleep with me, we must first cultivate feelings for each other."

The room fell silent; everyone stared in disbelief.