Xiao Huaijin's handsome face remained unchanged, but the fingertips holding the colorful rope tightened slightly.

"Young lady is shy, young master, please put it on her quickly!" The old woman said with a smile as she saw the two of them being so hesitant.

Xiao Huaijin pursed his lips slightly and said in a deep voice, "Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, I'll throw it away."

After saying that, he pretended to throw the colorful rope into the lake next to him.

"Hey, give it to me! It's such a waste to throw it away!"

Shen Yunjiao quickly snatched the colorful rope from his hand, wrapped it around her wrist, and tied it to her own.

She shook her wrist and thanked Xiao Huaijin with a smile, "Then thank you very much, Young Master Chen."

The tips of the ten fingers are like bamboo shoots, and the wrists are like white lotus roots.

Now, a pink string has been added to this white lotus root, making it look like a porcelain doll wearing a belt.

It looks so appealing that you can't help but want to pick it up and play with it.

Xiao Huaijin awkwardly looked away.

"Let's go." He casually pulled off the money pouch tied to his waist, placed it on the old woman's table, and then gestured with his chin to Shen Yunjiao.

Shen Yunjiao smiled sweetly at the old woman: "Thank you, Grandma."

After saying that, she followed Xiao Huaijin.

"Young lady, young master! Wait! You've given too much!" the old woman called out to them, holding her money bag.

Shen Yunjiao and the others left without looking back.

The old woman muttered to herself, "We've encountered a pair of living gods."

—

The temple fair was bustling with people, a lively and lively scene.

There was no curfew in the Dayong Dynasty, and many teahouses and taverns could stay open until the middle of the night.

Seeing that Shen Yunjiao was tired from playing, Xiao Huaijin led her into the most famous restaurant in the capital, Ziyunlou.

"Why is this restaurant so crowded and bustling at this hour?" Shen Yunjiao asked curiously.

Xiao Huaijin looked at her strangely: "Didn't you grow up in the capital? This restaurant has always been very famous."

Shen Yunjiao quickly forced a smile: "I've never gone out this late before."

"I brought you here because there's a performance to watch today," Xiao Huaijin said with a slight smile.

Shen Yunjiao's curiosity was immediately piqued.

Is this the kind of performance she imagined?

She excitedly grabbed Xiao Huaijin's arm: "Really? What kind of performance?"

Xiao Huaijin paused for a moment, then whispered in her ear, "You'll see when you see it; you'll like it."

Upon seeing two elegantly dressed and distinguished guests enter the restaurant, the waiter at Ziyunlou immediately greeted them with a smile and loudly proclaimed:

"This way, please, gentlemen. Quickly, prepare the private room for our two distinguished guests on the second floor and light the incense!"

The restaurant was filled with delicious aromas, and waiters filed in one after another. However, the brightly decorated stage in the center of the restaurant caught Shen Yunjiao's attention.

"Please come upstairs, both of you. Lady Miaoyin will be performing at Ziyun Tower today. Although your private room is in a somewhat secluded location, you can still see her performance."

Lady Miaoyin?

As Shen Yunjiao walked up the steps, she heard a drunkard dressed as a Hu person shouting loudly from below the stage: "I've heard that the most famous courtesan in the Dayong Dynasty is the Miaoyin Niangzi of Ziyun Tower. I want to see if she's prettier than the Hu girls from our side."

It seems that Xiao Huaijin also came here because of his reputation, wanting to see the beauty of the most beautiful courtesan in Dayong.

A sense of unease flashed through Shen Yunjiao's mind.

You could have just come by yourself, why bring her along!

Shortly after they were seated, Miaoyin Niangzi's performance officially began.

The woman held a pipa in her arms, and with her slender fingers plucking the strings, she played an unknown tune with flowing grace. Then she began to sing softly, her voice as melodious and captivating as a nightingale's.

As she played the piano, she sang: "Spring banquet, a new song and a cup of wine."

Immersed in her singing, Shen Yunjiao was completely oblivious to the faint smile on Xiao Huaijin's face.

Only after Lady Miaoyin finished her song did Shen Yunjiao come to her senses.

Xiao Huaijin asked, "Did you enjoy Lady Miaoyin's performance?"

"I like it," Shen Yunjiao nodded hurriedly.

"Alright, I'll call her up and have a chat."

"Huh?" Shen Yunjiao was taken aback. Could it be?

Would it be inappropriate for me to be there?

"Don't worry, she'll be happy to see you too."

Xiao Huaijin summoned the waiter and lazily instructed, "Tell Lady Miaoyin that a distinguished guest has arrived and that she must come up to receive him."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunjiao's whole body stiffened.

Xiao Huaijin appears gentle and refined, but I never expected him to be so wicked.

How did he come up with the idea of ​​bringing a married woman to the restaurant in the middle of the night to choose the most beautiful courtesan?

Shen Yunjiao smiled awkwardly, "Well, Your Highness, why don't you stay here and I'll leave first?"

I'm afraid I'll see something I shouldn't see later.

Seeing that she was about to get up, Xiao Huaijin quickly reached out and pressed her back into her seat, saying, "Don't go, stay here and keep me company."

Left with no other choice, Shen Yunjiao could only silently sit back down.

The waiter was quick, and in no time, the slender beauty was led into a private room.

Lady Miaoyin was as beautiful as a fairy, possessing a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky.

Seeing such a beautiful woman up close for the first time, Shen Yunjiao's breath hitched slightly.

Seeing that Lady Miaoyin walked gracefully toward Xiao Huaijin and sat down next to him, Shen Yunjiao was so frightened that she quickly lowered her eyes and pretended to drink.

But a sense of unease lingered in his heart. Surely the two of them wouldn't be so open as to put on a live sex show in front of him?

"Long time no see, cousin."

cousin?

Shen Yunjiao was taken aback: "Are you relatives?"

Xiao Huaijin removed Miaoyin Niangzi's hand from his, pressed his temples helplessly, and said, "Yan Shiman, sit up straight."

Yan Shiman snorted coldly, ran her dyed nails through her hair, and inadvertently noticed Shen Yunjiao at their table.

"Hmm? And who is this beautiful lady?" Yan Shiman smiled frivolously, and tried to reach out to lift Shen Yunjiao's chin, but Xiao Huaijin slapped his hand with a broken-bone fan.

"Yan Shiman!" Xiao Huaijin reprimanded in a low voice.

"Is she that fierce?" Yan Shiman feigned displeasure and said coquettishly, but turned her face towards Shen Yunjiao. "My wife, my name is Yan Shiman."

"When the swallows return, they still remember their wishes; the beaded curtains and embroidered doors are filled with willow catkins."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunjiao immediately recited these two lines of poetry.

"Wow—that's amazing!" Yan Shiman was stunned for a moment before reacting, then clapped his hands in admiration and said, "My wife is so talented. I never knew that my own name could inspire such beautiful verses."

Shen Yunjiao quickly said, "This is what I read, not what I wrote."

However, both of them were suspicious of this. Xiao Huaijin filled the wine glass and pushed it in front of Yan Shiman, saying, "The lyrics you just sang were also written by Shen Yunjiao."