Who is this? This isn't one of the girls from Cuihonglou!

Gong Mama opened her mouth to stop her, but then she heard the woman in purple say, "Please don't panic, everyone. If I weren't one of our own, I wouldn't be able to get into this impregnable courtyard."

Everyone present agreed wholeheartedly, and Wu Zhong was extremely confident in the strength of the defenses he had personally laid out.

"Girl, are you really going to be alone?" Madam Gong asked in surprise, as there were four men in the room!

"Get out!" the woman in purple said in a deep voice, sounding rather short-tempered.

Wuying, Wuhen, and Wuzhong looked at each other, wondering why the woman's voice sounded so familiar.

Shang Xiye stiffened and remained silent.

Seeing that none of the important figures in the room objected, Madam Gong led a group of girls, who felt as if they had been granted a pardon, away quickly.

The woman in purple stepped forward and entered the house. She pointed at Wuying, Wuhen, and Wuzhong and said coldly, "You lot, get out too!"

Wuying, Wuhen, and Wuzhong didn't move, their hands instinctively reaching for the swords at their waists.

The woman in purple remained calm, her voice soft and cold as she sneered, "What, you still want to stay here and watch? Aren't you afraid your master will gouge out your eyes?"

"Get out," Shang Xiye suddenly said in a low voice, sounding a little guilty.

Seeing the strange and eerie atmosphere, Wuying, Wuhen, and Wuzhong stealthily retreated. They whispered in unison, "Don't you think that the woman in purple's voice sounds a bit like the princess?"

After saying that, the group looked at each other in bewilderment.

Looking up, he saw Black Owl sitting on the opposite rooftop, drinking and eating peanuts, and fell silent.

The door was closed, leaving only the woman in purple and Shang Xiye inside.

"Heh, does the master know what kind of place this is?" The woman in purple sneered, crossed her arms, walked to Shang Xiye's side, and looked down at him.

Shang Xiye pursed her lips and remained silent; how could she express this awkwardness?

After a while.

The woman in purple suddenly lifted her robe and sat down next to Shang Xiye, her eyes sparkling with a smile. Her crescent-shaped eyes held a menacing glint of danger: "What does Master want to learn from the girls here? Come, I'll teach you myself."

Shang Xiye clenched his fists on his lap, glanced at her from under the black veil of his hat, and coughed lightly, feeling uneasy.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Have you been silenced?" The woman in purple suddenly slammed her hand on the table, furious. "You have the guts to come to a place like this in the middle of the night, but you don't dare tell anyone why you're here?"

"Your Highness!" Shang Xiye called out softly, feeling helpless.

He was doing this for her own good, but the timing was wrong; he should have come during the day.

Ji Fengyao stopped pretending and removed the veil from her face, looking at him with a cold smile: "Heh, Your Highness still remembers that I am your princess consort. So, why are you running to a brothel in the middle of the night? Do you want the whole capital to laugh at me tomorrow?"

"What do you mean by that?" Shang Xiye asked, puzzled. "I didn't come here to seek pleasure."

"Ha, you're not stupid, you even know this is a place for pleasure-seeking." Ji Fengyao was so angry she almost laughed: "Then why don't you ask the men who come here for pleasure what kind of pleasure they're looking for and what kind of fun they're having! Don't I have any dignity? You've only been here three days and you're already looking for other girls in brothels, you can't be so unhelpful to your teammates."

Shang Xiye was taken aback by her ambiguous response, but he still understood the power of gossip: "I understand. Next time I go to the outer residence..."