Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Millions of Spiritual Stones
The anger on Zuo Qiuyu's face disappeared, and she even smiled. She gently led the maid to her feet, used her spiritual power to heal the wound on her face, and said softly:
"Come, help me put on my makeup."
The maid stood up tremblingly and followed her into the room to put on makeup.
Sitting in front of the mirror, Zuo Qiuyu held the maid's hand and said softly:
"Draw something cool and aloof. Big shots like it the most. You're the best at that, right?"
She slowly completed her makeup in the mirror, and the maid put a jade hairpin on her and wiped away the excess red from her lips.
Zuo Qiuyu casually threw two spiritual stones to the maid, "Very good, if you do well, you will be rewarded, if you do not do well, you will be punished, don't you agree?"
The maid trembled and lowered her hands respectfully: "Yes..."
Zuo Qiuyu changed her clothes and went out. Her villa was very close to Chunming Pavilion, and she reached the door in no time.
At first glance, I saw a bright yellow figure, surrounded by powerful people whose cultivation level was unknown.
With such a lineup, he must be the prince of the demon clan.
I vaguely heard some people talking:
"Is that the prince of the demon clan? He is so handsome. I heard that he came here specifically for Zuo Qiuyu."
"Yes, but this is not surprising. Whenever a powerful person comes to our Chunming Pavilion, nine out of ten times he is Zuo Qiuyu."
"Then maybe by the time the reckoning is over this month, she will be able to regain the top spot in Chunming Pavilion."
"I suppose so."
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Everyone knows that the status of the demon prince brings not only honor, but also countless spirit stones.
No matter how many fans you have, none of them can compare to such a distinguished guest.
mulberry……
Gou Qiu sent someone to deliver the message and it took a long time, but there was no reply, and even she became a little anxious.
The demon prince is not only of noble status but also sensitive. If he is not treated well, it might cause trouble. With this in mind, Gou Qiu said:
"Your Highness, this Zuo Qiuyu has not received any guests in the past few days. If she doesn't come, there are other courtesans in my Chunming Pavilion, one of whom happens to be a cultivator from the Master's demon clan."
As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the demon clan's prince's queen.
"Mom, who said I wouldn't come..."
Zuo Qiuyu walked behind the demon prince, bowed with dignity, and said, "Your Highness, I am a little late, please don't mind."
The demon prince glanced at Zuo Qiuyu. She was cool, beautiful and proud, and indeed worthy of being the most popular courtesan.
Gou Qiu's face was relieved, "Your Highness the Crown Prince came here just for you, so you must not slack off."
Zuo Qiuyu nodded naturally, "I understand, Mom."
After saying that, someone immediately led the demon prince into Zuo Qiuyu's exclusive interlude.
Zuo Qiuyu did not travel with the demon prince, but fell behind.
She walked to Gou Qiu, stared at him for a while and said with a smile:
"Mom, even if I don't want it, you have no right to give it to others."
After she said that, she followed the demon prince and his entourage, leaving Gou Qiu standing there with goose bumps all over his body.
Having experienced the ups and downs of life, Gou Qiu understood what Zuo Qiuyu meant. He was talking about introducing Hu Yanyan to the prince of the demon clan.
But she sent the message twice, and Zuoqiu Yu rejected it once. Wasn't the second silence another kind of rejection?
She doesn't want it, and she has no right to give it to others...
I guess Zuo Qiuyu thought that she was deliberately introducing others. After working together for decades, it turned out that this was how she thought of her.
Now it seems that Zuo Qiuyu's second silence was also intentional, for the sake of her so-called noble character, but the demon prince fell for it.
Before entering the room, the demon prince left all his followers outside the house and only entered the room with Zuo Qiuyu.
The demon prince sat down in front of the tea table. Zuoqiu Yusu held a white jade pot in her hand and made a cup of tea for him quite leisurely.
Zuo Qiuyu saw that there was nothing else in the room except a guqin, a tea table and a few calligraphy and paintings. White smoke was wafting from the incense burner on the tea table. The whole scene was simple yet elegant.
After brewing the tea, Zuo Qiuyu pushed the teacup in front of the demon prince.
"Your Highness, please have some tea."
The demon prince took a look at it but did not pick it up. He curled his lips and said nothing.
Zuo Qiuyu frowned and asked in a cold voice, "If Your Highness doesn't want to drink, why did you come to me?"
The demon prince looked up and saw Zuo Qiuyu's own handwriting hanging on the wall behind her. Most of them were poems, either about being alone in the world and not being bothered by external things, or about how flesh and blood will eventually disappear, but will cannot disappear.
The whole wall is filled with character, just like her now, not afraid of his identity as the prince of the demon clan, and focusing on the words "arrogance".
Zuo Qiuyu looked at the demon prince quietly, with just the right amount of stubbornness on his face.
The demon prince smiled, and the teacup exploded, spilling tea everywhere, making it impossible for anyone to drink it.
He said:
"Is this how you became the number one courtesan?"
Zuo Qiuyu's expression changed immediately, and the tea spilled all over the table, then dripped onto the hem of her skirt.
The demon prince smiled and took in all her expressions. The door between scenes was opened, and the attendant outside brought in a set of tea sets, cleared the tea table, and then brewed tea smoothly.
He held the teacup in his hand and sipped it gently, "Would you like a cup?"
Zuo Qiuyu tried to remain calm and made herself a cup of tea. Unfortunately, she was so flustered that she couldn't even taste what kind of tea was in her mouth.
The demon prince was quite pleased. He looked at the guqin in the room and asked, "Can you play the guqin?"
Zuo Qiuyu nodded and said hurriedly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince must listen to the piano."
How could she still be so arrogant now?
The demon prince shook his head and chuckled, "No, I want you to dance."
Zuo Qiuyu frowned immediately. This time she really wasn't pretending to be aloof or noble. She never danced for guests.
It’s not that she can’t dance, on the contrary, she can dance and is good at it.
But she felt that dancing for guests was really lowly, using her body to make others laugh.
"Your Highness, please forgive me, I never dance for others." She only said this, showing that she was really stubborn.
The demon prince looked at her calmly, showing neither anger nor surprise. He smiled:
"I heard that there is someone named Sang in your Chunming Pavilion."
Zuo Qiuyu immediately raised her eyes. When she heard Sang's name, her expression was not good. "Your Highness the Crown Prince is telling me that Sang still exists. If I don't lower myself, I will be surpassed by her sooner or later?"
The demon prince raised his eyebrows, "No, I have been surpassed by her."
The prince of the demon tribe wanted to find Zuo Qiuyu, so his subordinates naturally found out everything. Therefore, the prince of the demon tribe not only knew when Sang arrived at Chunming Pavilion, but also how he defeated Zuo Qiuyu at the first Jiaotai Banquet.
He might even know more about the dispute at Wangyuelou snack shop a few days ago than Gou Qiu.
Zuo Qiuyu really couldn't keep calm now. She managed to stay clear-headed and said:
"Then why should I struggle? She has already surpassed me anyway."
The words of the demon prince were like an attack on her heart, making her see the fact that she had always wanted to avoid. She had long been surpassed by Sang. A feeling of powerlessness and despair spread, making her breathless.
The demon prince was neither relieved nor sure. He took a sip of tea slowly.
"Do you know why I chose you instead of that Sang?"
Zuo Qiuyu raised his head, revealing a genuine puzzled expression, "I don't know, please enlighten me, Your Highness."
The demon prince put down his teacup and his smile faded a little.
"If anyone wants to seize the position and territory, they must crush her early. I am somewhat interested in this game."
Zuo Qiuyu's eyes lit up. She seemed to understand the meaning of the demon prince's words, but she pretended not to understand and replied: "Please enlighten me, Your Highness."
The demon prince looked at her, smiled and promised, "If you can defeat that Sang, I will believe that you have the ability to be of use to me."
Zuo Qiuyu frowned. If she could defeat Sang, she would have done it long ago. Why would she have to wait until now?
The demon prince looked at her and was not surprised by her reaction. He chuckled, "In a game, as long as there is a glimmer of hope for victory, players will try their best. What you have to give me is this glimmer of hope, and what I will give you is to go all out to help you defeat Sang."
Zuo Qiuyu's heartbeat was so strong that she could hardly hear her own voice. "Really?"
There is no such thing as a free gift in this world. The demon prince continued: "Of course, I also need you to do something for me."
The demon prince threw a red gem from his mustard seed bag to Zuo Qiuyu, "Carry it with you, and report to me immediately if it lights up."
Zuo Qiuyu felt relieved. As long as there was a request, it would be an exchange of interests. She felt at ease and was also very smart. She did not ask what the red gem was. Since the demon prince would not tell her, there was no point in asking.
Anyway, she just needs to achieve her goal.
It was this request that made her feel at ease. The ultimate purpose of helping her deal with Sang was to spur her to complete the task perfectly. However, as long as she could defeat Sang, why not?
Zuo Qiuyu carefully put the red gem in her pocket. She did not dare to be careless. The things that the demon prince was going to do in person in the demon world might affect the major events of the three realms.
She felt at ease, and for a moment she felt that the Demon Prince was on the same side as her. In fact, the Demon Prince said that he chose her instead of Sang just because he was interested in this game.
But anyone who knows about the demon world will know why the demon prince is like this.
Ever since the Demon King fell ill, several powerful people in the demon world immediately began to rebel, causing unrest in the demon world. Moreover, those rebellious demons joined forces and their momentum was gradually overwhelming that of the Demon King.
Therefore, the demon prince did not choose a game, but a practice of suppression.
She didn't have the power to crush Sang, but the demon prince did.
As long as the demon prince stands on her side, Sang's fate is doomed.
Zuo Qiuyu put the red orb away, stood up, and plucked the strings of the zither. The sound of the zither flowed slowly, and she smiled.
"Your Highness, I will dance for you."
The demon prince curled his lips and raised his cup of tea to toast her.
Zuo Qiuyu's sleeves fluttered. She was good at dancing, and it was her first time dancing for others. However, she did not feel humiliated, nor did she think that she was using her body to make others laugh.
What the demon prince said was very right, she was dancing for herself, and as long as she could achieve her goal, what did a dance matter.
Her figure was flying, spinning faster and faster. Within her sight was the roof between scenes, which was dizzying and made people yearn for it. She tilted her head and her gaze fell on the prince of the demon clan.
The demon prince clapped his hands, and someone immediately brought boxes full of spirit stones, one box, two boxes... ten boxes, a full million!
Zuo Qiuyu's smile became more and more genuine, and she smiled with her face tilted up.
On the demon prince’s body, he almost had a vision of Sang’s miserable condition.
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