Thinking this to himself, the notorious heir of the Prince of Pingnan narrowed his eyes and brought another cup of sake to his lips.
After the third cup of wine was downed, the servant returned with a bitter face: "Young Master..."
"How did it go when I asked you to find out about the beauty's background?" Gu Chongyan's face was full of fat, and his eyes were narrowed into slits. He looked at the servant, but only a blurry figure of the servant appeared in front of him.
The servant, steeling himself, told him the information he had gathered: "I found out that the lady is the daughter-in-law of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and the wife of the current Grand Secretary, Wei Qinglou..."
As he spoke, he recalled an incident from many years ago, which he had heard from Xiao Tao in the manor. She said that the reason why His Highness the Crown Prince had not come to the capital for so many years and had been causing trouble for the people and officials in Yujing City was because he had suffered a great loss at the hands of the Third Young Master of the Duke of Zhenguo's manor.
All these years have passed, and the former third young master is now the Grand Secretary, holding an extremely high position and enjoying unparalleled prestige. But their heir remains just that—the heir…
These two are simply incomparable.
Just thinking about it made the servant feel heartache, headache, and pain all over his body—the young master had been rejected, and the woman he desired could not be obtained. In the end, it was they, the servants, who would suffer and be punished.
Upon hearing that the goddess he so deeply admired was actually Wei Qinglou's wife, Gu Chongyan immediately sobered up a bit. He shook his head, forcing himself to become more sober, and then got up from his chair.
The servant, fearing he might fall, quickly helped him up: "Young Master, what's wrong...?"
Gu Chongyan's tone was chilling: "Since she's Wei Qinglou's woman, then I really have no choice but to provoke her!"
The servant's eyes widened suddenly: It's over!
He tried desperately to hold the prince back, hoping he wouldn't act impulsively. However, his small frame was no match for the prince. He was lucky if he wasn't thrown off the building, let alone held him back.
Zhu Jiayu was still downstairs choosing things. She bought a pair of gold ingot-shaped necklaces for Xiao Zhuo, and also selected two bracelets inlaid with red agate and pink pearls. She wanted to see if there was anything else she could buy, and also pick out a couple of items for Wei Qinglou. Just then, the waiter came over and whispered to her, "..."
"If you haven't chosen anything suitable, Madam, please come back another day. Or, we can deliver the catalog to your residence later in the evening. If you find anything you like, we can make a trip to bring it to you."
Zhu Jiayu asked him with some confusion, "What happened?"
The waiter looked around to make sure no one was nearby before he dared to tell her the truth: "Someone came to inquire about your identity, and our staff later discovered that the person was actually a servant of the Prince of Pingnan's heir. His Highness is just about to come downstairs..."
Although the heir of the Prince of Pingnan has not been to the capital in recent years, travelers and merchants from the Prince of Pingnan’s fiefdom have spread his deeds far and wide in the capital. His reputation for bullying men and women and being a womanizer has long been known throughout the capital.
At this moment, he first sent someone to inquire about Madam Wei's identity, and then he wanted to come downstairs, with servants desperately trying to stop him. Anyone with a little shrewdness could guess what he was planning to do.
"It's always better to be safe than sorry. Our manager suggests that you go back to your residence to avoid trouble. It would be a beneficial move with no drawbacks," the waiter added.
Upon hearing this, Shu Jian's expression changed drastically: "Madam, I will go and give that ungrateful young master a good beating right away!"
How dare this Prince of Pingnan covet their lady? Has he lost all his ambition?
Zhu Jiayu raised her eyebrows, first thanked the waiter who came to deliver the message, and then looked at Shujian: "If you want to go, then go. If you are not afraid that your young master will be impeached by the censors for letting his servants do evil, then you can go and beat him to death, and I will not say a word against it."
"This..." Shujian scratched his head, "Then shall I escort you back to your residence?"
Zhu Jiayu curved her lips into a smile: "Go back to the manor? Why go back to the manor? In this territory, who should give way to whom? My husband is the Grand Secretary, my aunt is the Empress, my cousin is the top scholar in the imperial examination of the second year of Yanjia, and my aunt is the wife of a second-rank official. With my status, do I need to give way to anyone?"
She raised her hand to adjust the gold hairpin at her temple and said casually, "If he doesn't have the guts, then so be it. But if he really dares to come in front of me, I'll teach him a lesson about manners and propriety."
"Go and fetch two horses and wait outside the shop," Zhu Jiayu instructed Shujian, who was beside him.
Shu Jian dared not delay and quickly agreed, turning around and leaving.
A moment later, heavy footsteps came from the corner of the stairs. Green Kite subconsciously turned her head to look, but Zhu Jiayu squeezed her hand and said, "No matter what happens later, don't make a sound."
Green Kite replied in a tight voice, "This servant will obey Miss."
Zhu Jiayu then turned her head again, her gaze continuing to linger on the gold jewelry. Soon, a shadow fell in front of her.
"I heard you're Wei Qinglou's woman? What's so great about that pretty boy? Why don't you... come with me?" A wave of alcohol wafted over, and the man's drunken words rang in my ears.
Seeing that the fat hand was about to touch the hem of her clothes, Zhu Jiayu took a step back without making a sound, and looked at the man who spoke with a serious expression: "You are the heir of the Prince of Pingnan?"
Gu Chongyan was overjoyed: "My beauty actually knows me? It seems that my reputation for wisdom and martial prowess has already spread throughout the capital. Why don't you consider my suggestion?"
Zhu Jiayu raised her eyes and looked at him coldly: "Consider?" Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shujian leading his horse over from outside the door. "How about we make a bet? If the young master wins, we can talk about considering it?"
Gu Chongyan had no suspicions. When it comes to seeking pleasure, the worst thing is not having a way in. Now that he believed he had found the way, he was overjoyed and didn't care about anything else. He said smugly, "This young master is skilled in both literature and martial arts, and possesses both wisdom and courage. What do you want to bet?"
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