Seeing that Mu Lingchen didn't move, Xuan Yuanzhan glared at him and gave him a wink.
Now Mu Lingchen understood that Xuan Yuanzhan wasn't joking; this guy really wanted him to leave!
Mu Lingchen left reluctantly, turning back every few steps.
"Close the door!"
Mu Lingchen originally wanted to leave a crack in the door so he could eavesdrop, but his little trick couldn't escape Xuan Yuanzhan's sharp eyes, so he had no choice but to obediently close the door.
After everyone left, Xuan Yuanzhan looked at the two male prostitutes with a solemn expression: "Have you both served women before?"
The two men, wary of Xuan Yuanzhan's imposing presence, immediately nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
They were from the Liyou Pavilion, a place that specialized in serving women and men with unusual fetishes. How could they not have served women before?
But why is this guy asking this? He's not a woman!
Before the two could finish their questioning, Xuan Yuanzhan forced himself to remain calm and said, "I called you here to ask you... cough, some details about serving women."
...The two male prostitutes were dumbfounded again.
So you came to hear this?
What kind of weird fetish is this?!
Seeing that the two remained silent, Xuan Yuanzhan took out two gold leaves from his waist and threw them on the table: "Speak properly, and these are all yours."
The two had been wondering if the young master had some kind of unusual fetish, but now that they saw the gold leaf he tossed over, they no longer cared about his fetish at all!
"I'll speak first!" a male prostitute said, recounting details of how he served women.
Seeing this, another male prostitute was not to be outdone and immediately began to talk about his unique skills.
And sure enough, this was exactly what Xuan Yuanzhan wanted to hear.
Xuanyuan Zhan found it useful and even tossed out a few gold leaves.
As a result, the two male prostitutes became even more enthusiastic, not only describing their own skills in serving women, but also the skills of other male prostitutes in serving women, with all sorts of details. Xuan Yuanzhan not only listened attentively, but also carefully remembered everything.
Outside, Mu Lingchen pressed his face against the door, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.
He was really curious about what serious matter Xuan Yuanzhan had asked those two male prostitutes, but unfortunately the voices inside the room were too soft, as if they were talking about some secret. Even if he strained his ears to listen, he couldn't make out what they were saying at all.
Ye Yun looked at Mu Lingchen, who was as stiff as a gecko, and said speechlessly, "My lord, you're making things very difficult for me!"
He was eavesdropping on the prince's conversation right in front of him, so should he do anything about it or not?
Upon hearing this, Mu Lingchen stopped pretending to be a gecko, since he couldn't hear anyway. Instead, he curiously leaned closer to Ye Yun and asked, "Do you know why your prince came to Liyou Pavilion?"
Ye Yun shook his head, looking completely bewildered.
The prince invited him to the Liyou Pavilion, but he didn't even know it. How could a subordinate like him know?
Mu Lingchen was immediately disappointed and tried to pry open the door again, but before he could even press himself against it, the door suddenly opened. Mu Lingchen almost bumped into Xuan Yuanzhan.
Seeing Mu Lingchen throwing himself into his arms, Xuan Yuanzhan's face darkened: "If you really have such thoughts, you can go in and have them serve you."
...Mu Lingchen was speechless.
What kind of talk is that?
What's he thinking? Why is he still having these male prostitutes serve him?
"Have you finished your important business?" Mu Lingchen asked, glancing curiously into the room as he spoke.
Seeing that the two male prostitutes were standing in the room fully clothed, it was clear that nothing unusual had happened.
Xuanyuan Zhan stayed in the room with them for more than an hour. What serious things did he do?
"It's all done. You can stay if you want; I've already paid." Xuan Yuanzhan leaned closer to Mu Lingchen and said this ambiguously before walking away.
After Xuan Yuanzhan walked away, Mu Lingchen realized what Xuan Yuanzhan meant and immediately shouted at him, "Xuan Yuanzhan, what kind of person do you take me for!"
What would he do if he stayed? He doesn't have that kind of peculiar hobby!
After Mu Lingchen finished yelling, he went to chase after Xuan Yuanzhan.
But his roar startled one of the male prostitutes in the room.
Xuanyuan Zhan?
Another young man in green, oblivious to the anomaly, fiddled with the gold leaf in his hand. Standing by the window, he watched Xuan Yuanzhan, who had already left the Liyou Pavilion, and asked curiously, "Who do you think this young master is? He's quite generous! But why is he asking these questions? Could he be some noble lady's kept lover?"
It's a pity that such a handsome face of his became a woman's gigolo. But if he weren't handsome, no one would want him!
"What male favorite?" The young man in white glared at him. "Didn't you hear what the other palace servant called him just now?"
"What should I call him?" The young man in green was completely bewildered. He had been so focused on the gold leaf that he hadn't noticed anything outside.
“Xuanyuan Zhan!” the young man in white said, adding, “Xuanyuan is the surname of the royal family of Eastern Chu.”
The young man in green was startled and asked incredulously, "You mean that nobleman is a member of the royal family?"
After saying that, the young man in green got confused again: "Wait a minute, if he's a member of the royal family, why is he working as a gigolo for someone else?"
The young man in white rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Why do you still call him a gigolo? Xuanyuan Zhan, that's the name of the Holy King! He's a prince!"
"What? He's a prince!" The young man in green was completely stunned, exclaiming in disbelief, then asked doubtfully, "That's impossible, why would a prince ask us how to serve women?"
What kind of quirk is this?
The young man in white remained silent for a moment, as if lost in thought: "I've heard people say that the Holy King is not interested in women and doesn't often stay in the capital. But I heard that he recently got married and dotes on his queen."
The green-clad male prostitute understood the white-clad male prostitute's words this time, but he couldn't agree with them: "You don't mean to say that this prince is asking these questions because he wants to go back and serve his princess, do you? That's impossible!"
What man would be willing to do these things for a woman, to serve her like this?
Even they wouldn't do such things if it weren't for making a living. You could say that ordinary men wouldn't do such things for women, let alone a prince, a man of such high status. Whatever woman he wants, he can simply beckon her, and women will flock to him. Why would he do something like this for a woman?
The young man in white watched the carriage disappear into the distance and couldn't help but sigh, "Who knows? Perhaps we are just too shallow to understand the depth of their feelings!"
Rumors of the Holy King's favoritism towards his wife have long circulated. Where there's smoke, there's fire; if there were no such thing, how could there be such rumors?
Upon hearing this, the young man in green couldn't help but feel a hint of envy in his eyes.
It turns out that such deep affection truly exists in the world; it's just that they haven't encountered it, haven't experienced it, and dare not believe it!
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