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Zhao Fanghua's illness came and went quickly, so it wasn't a big deal. He was the one who scared himself.

Just half a day after waking up, she was full of energy again.

Zhao Fanghua felt that she had no other advantages, but her mentality was indeed very good. Even if she was still worried about being killed by the emperor the moment before, she could be lively and thinking about what to eat in the evening the next moment.

Zhao Fanghua had a feeling of being reborn. At this moment, she was still the noble eldest princess, and she didn't have to worry about being taken advantage of by a Phoenix man, taking advantage of her, and having her wealth wasted on others.

She could stop worrying and enjoy life to the fullest.

As for the Imperial Palace...

As for the Empress Dowager, she can just pay her respects normally on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month. As for the Emperor... Zhao Fanghua is a little confused. At first, she thinks that the Emperor is handsome, speaks well, and does things that are all to her liking, but after all, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, so it is better not to hang around him.

"Shuyu." Zhao Fanghua called Shuyu over and winked at her. "That is, is there any place in Beijing with a lot of handsome guys, oh no, beautiful men, the kind that you can spend money on?"

Zhao Fanghua originally wanted to say Nanfeng Hall, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was not right. Nanfeng Hall should be serving men.

Shuyu's cheeks flushed. She looked around to make sure the maids were far away and couldn't hear her before she approached Zhao Fanghua and asked, "Why are you asking this, Your Highness?"

Zhao Fanghua touched his nose embarrassedly: "I'm just curious and want to experience it."

Shuyu's face turned even redder, and she gently advised, "I know Your Highness just broke off the engagement with Shen Tanhua, and he must be feeling aggrieved. However, most men in that kind of place are good at flattery and are definitely not good matches."

"How is that possible?" Zhao Fanghua was shocked and retorted with a frown, "I'm looking for fun, not a lover."

What kind of good person would go to a place like this to find a lover?

Shuyu finally felt relieved and said shyly, "There is indeed such a place in the capital..."

"Qilin Pavilion..." Zhao Fanghua fanned himself and read the plaque. "Why does it sound more like a gathering place for scholars and literati?"

Shuyu said, "Your Highness is right. Qilin Pavilion was indeed like this before..."

Qilin Hall was originally a place for students taking the imperial examinations to discuss knowledge. Regardless of whether these students passed the exam or failed, they would continue to hold gatherings in Qilin Hall. Therefore, it was once a well-known gathering place for scholars.

However, to get into high school, strength is one part, luck is another. There are many students with outstanding literary talent who fail to get into the university due to just a little bit of luck. This has attracted many people who love talents and bring them in to serve as their staff, which is not a waste of talent.

Later on, things gradually changed. Not only did people who loved talents like to come to Qilin Pavilion, but even some dandies who liked the southern wind began to come in and out, and took in the failed students they liked. After all, although they were not talented, being able to have sex with a talented person was also a good story.

Later, even those who had passed the imperial examination but had poor family backgrounds and were dissatisfied with their appointment as local officials in remote areas by the Ministry of Personnel began to devote themselves to the Qilin Hall and try to take shortcuts.

Gradually, Qilin Pavilion became what it is today.

"But Your Highness..." Shuyu tugged at her wide sleeves awkwardly, "Do we really have to wear men's clothes?"

Zhao Fanghua, dressed in men's clothing, tweaked his fake mustache and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say I couldn't be seen in a place like this? You said I'd be impeached if the Imperial Censor saw me."

Shuyu coughed twice and whispered, "I mean don't come with a big fanfare, but come quietly."

Zhao Fanghua was even more puzzled. "Aren't we just being secretive now? I only brought you with me, and I even changed into men's clothes." Zhao Fanghua said proudly, "Now I guess even my mother wouldn't recognize me if she came."

Shuyu looked at Zhao Fanghua with a speechless look, forget it, as long as His Highness is happy.

Zhao Fanghua and Shuyu swaggered into the Qilin Pavilion. The waiter who greeted them smiled and said, "Alas, please come in, gentlemen. Unfortunately, the private rooms on the second floor are all full today. We can only inconvenience you two to sit in the lobby without a curtain. If you have any concerns, you can come back another day. We will arrange a private room for you in advance."

Zhao Fanghua took a look inside. The layout of Qilin Pavilion was similar to that of Tianxiang Tower. Both had a lobby on the first floor with a stage, and a central open space on the second floor surrounded by a circle of private rooms.

"No need, we can just sit in the lobby." Zhao Fanghua said casually.

The servant hesitated. "Do you two need veils? The veils we provide are guaranteed to not obstruct the wearer's vision and will not be easily recognized."

Zhao Fanghua was a little confused: "Why do you need a veil? Isn't it better to be open and honest?"

At this time, Shuyu quietly tugged at Zhao Fanghua's sleeve: "Master, he saw that we are women."

"Huh?" Zhao Fanghua was puzzled. "We were disguised so convincingly, how did you know we were women?"

The servant said nothing, only gave an awkward but polite smile.

The two of them checked in under the guidance of the servant. Just as they sat down, they heard a burst of rapid drumbeats coming from the stage, and a group of handsome men came out one after another to the sound of the drums.

Zhao Fanghua instantly held her cheeks with both hands and widened her eyes.

The man on the stage, with his sculpted features, tall stature, and dark skin, was clearly from the Western Regions. His upper body was nearly naked, wearing only a gold and silver chain, the gemstones gleaming in a variety of colors under the candlelight. His lower body was dressed in what looked like wide-leg pants, but when he lifted his legs, he could see side slits, revealing a faint glimpse of his muscular thighs.

Zhao Fanghua wiped his nose with his fingers. No, is this how you ancient people had fun?

It turned out that I was the feudal one.

Shuyu, who was standing beside her, had already blushed: "Your Highness, I, I, I need to go to the bathroom!"

After saying that, he disappeared without waiting for Zhao Fanghua's reply.

The drumbeats on the stage became more and more frequent, and the dance of the exotic handsome man began to reach its climax. Zhao Fanghua had no time to care about Shuyu, and his eyes were fixed on the stage.

He didn't notice at all that someone in the private room on the second floor was staring at him.

Zhao Qinglan gripped the window frame tightly with one hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if he could crush the wood in the next second.

Good, very good. Isn't it the high fever that won't go away? Isn't it something sick? Why is she so energetic now, looking at men in the restaurant, wearing strange men's clothes and a funny fake beard?

One second she came to me to break off the engagement with Shen Xiujin, and the next second she started looking for a new target?

Good, very good, worthy of being someone who came from the Empress Dowager's side.

Big liar.

Zhang Huan, the guard standing by, noticed that Zhao Qinglan looked unhappy and complained, "General Li, why did you choose a place like this?"

Li Mo bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Although this place is not elegant, it is frequented by people of all kinds and it is not easy to be discovered."

Zhao Qinglan sneered, "Such a crowded and crowded place has become a blessed land in General Li's mouth."

Li Mo stepped forward and said with a smile, "I heard that there are many handsome men in Qilin Pavilion. I wonder what Your Highness was looking at just now..."

Seeing Li Mo approach, Zhao Qinglan quickly turned around to block the window, then shook his sleeves and said, "I didn't see anything."

Seeing Zhao Qinglan covering the window, Li Mo hesitated to move forward and only smiled awkwardly: "I heard that the Emperor's harem is vacant. I wonder..."

Zhao Qinglan frowned and interrupted Li Mo, "General Li." He emphasized his tone as he spoke, "I didn't ask you to meet privately to discuss these matters."

Li Mo nodded and said yes, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.

He picked up a cup of tea and said, "It is my fault. I will offer tea instead of wine to Your Majesty." After saying that, he picked up the teacup but did not put it into his own mouth. Instead, he turned his wrist and threw it to Zhao Qinglan. Zhao Qinglan slightly turned sideways, and the teacup hit the window frame, making a crisp sound.

"Not good!" Zhang Huan exclaimed, drawing his sword and blocking Zhao Qinglan.

Li Xi chuckled softly, "I didn't expect the Emperor to have such skills..."

As he spoke, he drew out the sword on the table and rushed towards Zhang Huan's forehead. The two of them entangled with each other for a while.

At the same time, the first floor was also in chaos. It seemed that some criminals had broken in and were killing and setting fire. The customers on the first floor were scared and ran away.

"Your Majesty! You go first. This Li Mo is the Queen Mother's man!" Zhang Huan said while fighting with Li Mo.

Zhao Qinglan was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something. She turned around and looked out the window at the first floor. She saw Zhao Fanghua running around like a headless fly, hiding under the table. But the next second, a burning pillar fell in front of her with a "bang", and the flames splashed on her wide sleeves.

Zhao Fanghua was so frightened that he screamed and in his panic he forgot to take off his outer robe. Instead, he stamped his feet, shook his hands and blew at the flames, trying to put out the fire in this stupid way.

Zhao Qinglan closed his eyes, took out an exquisite silver mask from his sleeve and put it on his face, then slapped the window sill and went downstairs.

Zhao Fanghua felt like crying but had no tears at the moment. She felt that the fire was really about to burn her eyebrows and would even turn into barbecue soon.

She just wanted to go out and have some fun, to see some handsome guys, why was it so difficult? She had to be so unlucky to encounter something like this.

Zhao Qinglan took a few steps to follow Zhao Fanghua. Before Zhao Fanghua could react, he drew the short-handled sword from his waist and with a "swish" sound, cut through Zhao Fanghua's sleeve that was burned by fire.

Zhao Fanghua stared blankly at the masked man falling from the sky. At that moment, she seemed to see her true love coming.

My ideal lover is a peerless hero. One day, he will appear like a god, dressed in a white brocade robe with dark embroidery patterns and wearing an exquisite silver mask, to save me from the dire straits I am in. (Note)