Chapter 62: Turning white into black, solidifying his scumbag man persona.

Thinking of this, Ran Rong was stunned. She exclaimed, "You, you, you, he is His Highness the Regent, and you are... his personal bodyguard?"

Ye Ting looked at Ran Rong, who had listened to the recitation with him all night, and nodded in affirmation: "He is my master, His Highness the Regent of the current dynasty."

Ran Rong finally understood why this young master was called Young Master Yan. After all, the current regent's name was Yan Jue!

She fell silent, while secretly complaining to herself.

Miaopan, who was standing next to her, wanted to speak, but after reciting the Analects all night, her throat felt like it was about to burst into flames, and she couldn't utter a word.

The madam was the most incredulous; she never imagined that this eccentric young master Yan was actually the regent known as the playboy of the current dynasty.

She immediately lowered her head and dared not utter a sound.

Yan Jue's gaze was calm. He stepped forward, glanced at Ye Ting, and then said, "You don't need to think that just because I am the Regent, I am something else. I revealed my identity only to ask you to do one thing: do not spread the word about me instructing Miss Miaopan to study last night."

As soon as he said it, everyone fell silent. They looked at Yan Jue in disbelief, seemingly not expecting him to say such a thing.

Although Yan Jue spoke to the three people, his gaze wasn't on any of them. As if sensing their confusion, Yan Jue continued:

"You can tell others how I was intimate with Miss Miaopan last night, but you can't say that I ordered Miss Miaopan to study. If... you tell others that I was intimate with many girls, that's fine too."

The others were even more stunned.

Especially Miaopan, who spent the night with Yan Jue, even thought after hearing this that Yan Jue's scumbag behavior might all be an act.

But then I thought, something's not right. The regent's reputation as a playboy has been around for who knows how many years.

Miaopan weighed these words in her mind and felt that agreeing to them wouldn't do her any harm.

Miao Pan, who served Yan Jue last night, nodded in agreement. Ran Rong actually felt a little guilty, because she had been sleeping in a daze on the bed last night, and when she woke up early this morning, she could still hear the faint sound of reading coming from next door.

Miao Pan probably fell asleep reciting it, and even in her dreams she continued reciting it.

This matter had nothing to do with Ran Rong, so Ran Rong nodded in agreement.

The madam stared at the two men in disbelief, and finally could only sigh, "Your Majesty, it's not easy for us to do business. If you ever come to our Hundred Flowers Pavilion again, please let us know so that the girls in our brothel can make some preparations."

Yan Jue said, "What the madam said makes sense."

As he spoke, he took out several bags of silver coins from his sleeve and handed them over.

The madam, who had been full of complaints, suddenly had her eyes light up when she saw the heavy taels of silver.

She hurriedly replied, "Thank you, Regent. This old servant will certainly comply with Your Highness's request and spread the word about Your Highness's amorous deeds!"

Seeing their mother's rapidly changing expression, Ran Rong and Miao Pan were speechless.

Yan Jue nodded, turned his back, and walked away.

Seeing that she had finally gotten rid of this big Buddha, the madam finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around, looked at the two people who were standing there dumbfounded, and frowned, saying, "You two, aren't you sleepy? Why don't you go back and catch up on your sleep!"

Upon receiving the order, Ran Rong and Miao Pan immediately turned around and followed behind Madam Hua into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Ye Ting, who was following Yan Jue, was completely puzzled. Seeing his master swaggering ahead, he hurried over to ask:

"Master, your reputation was already bad, why would you let Madam Hua and the others make it even worse?"

Yan Jue's gaze darkened. "You'd better not ask about this kind of thing."

Knowing the meaning of the saying "curiosity killed the cat," Ye Ting immediately shut his mouth.

After a while, Yan Jue said to Ye Ting, "Write a letter to Wen Xicha and ask her to come over this afternoon."

Ye Ting was taken aback. "Master, didn't Miss Wen just come here yesterday? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to call her again today...?"

Although Ye Ting had a very good impression of Miss Wen, Shen Pingjin was now married to his master and was even the princess of the manor. Wouldn't his mistress be angry if he summoned Miss Wen over?

Yan Jue glanced at Ye Ting and said in a deep voice, "Who is the master, you or me? Have you grown bolder now, daring to disobey my orders?"

Ye Ting turned his head and met Yan Jue's dark, inky eyes. He shuddered in surprise.

"My lord, I was wrong just now. I will write a letter to Miss Wen as soon as I return to the manor!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue gave a faint "hmm".

He knew perfectly well what Ye Ting was worried about, but the woman herself didn't care, so why should he worry about what she was thinking all the time?

In the end, it was just wishful thinking on my part.

On their way back to their residence from Baihualou, the two of them naturally had to pass by Zuixianglou, the number one brothel in the capital.

Ye Ting was drooling just thinking about the incredibly delicious crystal soup dumplings she had eaten yesterday.

His gaze remained fixed on the gilded plaque of Zuixianglou, a truly affectionate look.

Yan Jue noticed it too, and he frowned. "You've been staring at this Drunken Fragrance Pavilion the whole time, are you hungry?"

Ye Ting dared not tell the truth; she still had to go back to the manor to write a letter to Miss Wen.

He hurriedly shook his head and said, "Master, you've mistaken me."

Yan Jue knew it was early morning and it was time for breakfast. "If you're hungry, we'll go inside. If you're not hungry, we'll leave."

"Since you say I'm mistaken, let's leave now."

Just as Yan Jue was about to turn around, he saw Ye Ting with a serious expression. "Master, I am hungry. I was just joking with you. Please forgive me."

Yan Jue shook his head helplessly. Ye Ting was so afraid of him, could it be that he had been too serious?

But he felt that he wasn't serious either; on the contrary, he was a bit frivolous.

Yan Jue rarely came to Zuixianglou, so he didn't make an appointment. He looked at the waiter in front of him and took out the fish-shaped tally from his body.

The servant was taken aback. What... how come another one from the Regent's Palace has arrived?

But when he saw Yan Jue's face clearly, his pupils widened in shock. This...this...this isn't Regent Yan Jue himself?

The waiter immediately put on a smiling face and led the group to seats on the second floor.

Ye Ting didn't stand on ceremony and directly told the waiter, "Two baskets of crystal xiaolongbao and two bowls of seaweed and tofu soup."

The waiter, upon receiving the order, replied, "Alright!" and hurriedly went downstairs.

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