Upon hearing this, Mu Zian felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp.
At this moment, Mu Zian could read the word "cold" in Xiao Xiuning's smiling face.
The previously lively atmosphere suddenly changed.
Xiao Xiuning's intense pressure made everyone feel a pang of fear.
Something even more frightening to men than going to war has happened.
Liu Rushi, Zhao Yun, Luo Cheng, and Zhao Dahu all cast sympathetic glances at Mu Zian.
No one can help you with this; you only have yourself to blame.
The period from noon to evening is naturally very difficult to endure.
Liu Rushi returned to the newspaper office in Dali with the honeycomb briquette recipe and instructions on how to make and use the stove written by Mu Zian.
It's obviously impossible to set up a honeycomb briquette factory before the end of the year.
Therefore, in order to prevent more people from freezing to death this winter, Mu Zi'an generously made the formula public.
After all, Mu Zi'an never intended to make money from honeycomb briquettes from the very beginning.
It always gets dark faster in winter.
Although it wasn't Mu Zian's first time visiting Tingzhuxuan, he felt uneasy this time because he brought Xiao Xiuning along.
It's simply unimaginable what it would be like if these two met.
This time, a group of five people went to Tingzhuxuan.
Mu Zian, Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng, Xiao Xiuning and her personal maid Xi'er.
After leaving the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, the group of five headed straight for Tingzhuxuan.
Brothels like Tingzhuxuan also have a designated area in the capital of Dali.
As soon as the carriage entered the air, a fragrant scent of rouge and face powder filled the air.
Princess Xiao Xiuning changed into men's clothing today, because if word got out that a princess was going to a brothel, it would damage her reputation.
Even in men's clothing, Xiao Xiuning could not hide her otherworldly temperament.
When Mu Zian brought Xiao Xiuning to the entrance of Tingzhuxuan, a look of shock appeared in Xiao Xiuning's eyes.
As the largest brothel in the entire capital, Tingzhuxuan's luxurious decorations rivaled those of the imperial palace.
While it may not be able to achieve elaborate carvings and paintings everywhere, it is still magnificent.
The building was filled with lanterns, illuminating the entire Tingzhu Pavilion in a magnificent golden light.
For this reason, compared to the elegant name Tingzhuxuan, ordinary people prefer to call this place the Golden Pavilion or the den of iniquity.
Princess Xiao Xiuning remained composed, but Xi'er, who had come with her, blushed instantly.
Because on the second floor of Tingzhuxuan, a group of scantily clad women were flirting with the hesitant men outside the door.
While the language wasn't exactly vulgar, it certainly wasn't elegant either.
Xi'er, standing to the side, said angrily in a panic.
"What...what are these women doing! In broad daylight, they're actually seducing men!"
It was clear that this scene had dealt a heavy blow to Xi'er's young heart.
As a personal maid who had long lived in the deep palace and accompanied the princess, she had never seen such a place of pleasure and debauchery.
Upon hearing this, Mu Zian covered his face.
Xi'er's words were more than just adding fuel to the fire; they were like stabbing Mu Zi'an in the back.
Just when Mu Zian thought Xiao Xiuning would get angry, she suddenly spoke up.
"Those who use their beauty to please others will lose their favor when their beauty fades."
Upon hearing this, Mu Zian's heart stirred slightly; Xiao Xiuning was definitely a qualified princess.
Although she appears delicate, she is strong-willed; and despite her high position, she lacks the arrogance of a noblewoman.
Gazing at Xiao Xiuning's profile in the candlelight, Mu Zian couldn't help but wonder if it would be a blessing for the world if Xiao Xiuning became emperor.
Upon seeing Mu Zi'an at the door, the girls and pimps serving at the door hurriedly came to greet him.
Mu Zian's face is already known to everyone in the capital of Dali.
The lead pimp bowed and laughed.
"This humble servant pays his respects to the Duke of Zhenguo! Your presence at my Tingzhu Pavilion today is truly an honor to this humble abode. I will go and inform the manager immediately."
Just as the pimp was about to go looking for Xie Yuyao, Mu Zian waved his hand to stop him.
"No need to make a fuss."
Mu Zian then handed the invitation to the pimp.
"Take me to see her."
As he spoke, Mu Zi'an took out a silver ingot from his pocket and gave it to the man as a reward.
The pimp accepted the invitation and silver ingots, his smile as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Oh dear, Duke Zhenguo, you flatter me!"
Even so, the hand that was taking the money kept moving.
Led by the pimp, the group headed straight upstairs at Tingzhuxuan.
Xiao Xiuning, who was following behind Mu Zian, suddenly spoke up.
"The Duke of Zhenguo seems to know the way very well."
Mu Zian could naturally sense the murderous intent hidden in Xiao Xiuning's words.
The best way to deal with such a crucial question is to remain silent.
Because anything you say now will be wrong.
As we passed some attic rooms, we could faintly hear rapid, panting sounds coming from inside the doors.
Even the usually composed Xiao Xiuning couldn't help but blush at this moment.
Xi'er, standing to the side, kept her head down, her face as red as a boiling kettle.
Seeing this, Mu Zian couldn't help but say helplessly.
“I told you not to pay any attention to it, but you insisted on coming along.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiuning blushed and gritted her teeth.
"Run!"
Mu Zian felt helpless; the thought of what he would face next made him feel utterly hopeless.
Led by the pimp, the group arrived at the innermost room on the second floor.
As soon as Mu Zian arrived at the door, he saw the little girl in the floral jacket who had delivered the invitation during the day.
Upon seeing Mu Zi'an, the little girl in the floral jacket exclaimed with delight.
"You really came! My young lady was right!"
At this moment, Mu Zian really wanted to cover her mouth and beg her to stop talking.
Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng, who were standing nearby, almost burst out laughing when they saw Mu Zi'an's embarrassing situation.
Who would have thought that this ruthless man, who could charge in and out of battle seven times, was almost broken down by a little girl?
Perhaps this is what they mean by "sincerity is the ultimate weapon".
Xi'er stared at the little girl in the red coat with great vigilance.
For some reason, the two little girls seemed to be at each other's throats as soon as they met.
Just then, a cold voice came from inside the room.
"Who is Huan'er?"
The moment he heard that voice, Mu Zian completely gave up resisting.
The little girl in the floral jacket, who was confronting Xi'er, immediately spoke up upon hearing the sounds from inside the room.
"Miss, the Duke of Zhenguo has arrived!"
"Speak," Huan'er said, immediately turning around and pushing open the door to the room.
The door was slowly opened.
In the room, near the window, a woman dressed in a plain-colored long dress was leaning against the bed.
A faint glow emanated from the fireplace inside the room, and a cool, fragrant aroma wafted through the air.
And who else could the woman leaning against the bed at this moment be but Mi Linglong, the eighth princess of the former Chu?
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