Seventeenth Master followed Fang Zhan along the route they had taken the previous night until they found Cangyue Tower. Cangyue Tower was once again brightly lit, and it seemed that the sounds of string and wind instruments could be heard coming from inside.
The Seventeenth Prince couldn't see what was happening inside from the outside, and he wasn't sure if the Fourteenth Prince was inside either. The Seventeenth Prince whispered a few words in Fang Zhan's ear, and Fang Zhan then carried the food box and went forward alone. The Seventeenth Prince hid in a concealed position outside, watching every move inside.
Fang Zhan calmed himself down and walked to the door. After taking a deep breath, he gently knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened, and the old woman guarding it poked her head out, looked around, and stared at Fang Zhan with disdain, asking, "Why are you all alone?"
Fang Zhan was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, pushed the old woman aside, and went straight inside.
"Hey, you stop right there!" the old woman yelled angrily, and Fang Zhan abruptly stopped. The old woman stepped forward and spat in front of Fang Zhan, saying sarcastically, "Don't think you're so great just because you serve the leader. I was with the leader when you weren't even born yet..." Fang Zhan held his breath and remained silent, glancing sideways at the old woman through the gauze curtain.
Seeing that Fang Zhan remained silent, the old woman chuckled and cursed, "We're all just servants, and in the end, we're all destined to be lowly. Every time you see me, you act like you don't care. Who are you trying to impress? You're not the leader of a cult, yet you think you're so important..." Fang Zhan suddenly turned around, startling the old woman into retreating.
"You... what are you doing... be careful I tell the leader..." It turned out that the old woman guarding the gate had often suffered mistreatment from these maids. She had asked the question earlier because she didn't want to wait for the maid to return and have to open the gate again. Seeing that the maid was silent, she assumed that the leader had punished her last night and that she had become much more restrained today, so she mustered up her courage and cursed a few times.
The old woman was clearly terrified of the maid, shrinking back timidly. Fang Zhan, feigning femininity, gave the old woman a slight bow, then stood up, turned, and left with an air of self-assurance. The old woman stared in disbelief, unable to process what she'd just witnessed. Finally, she sneered at Fang Zhan's retreating figure, "Pah... you lowly, snobbish servant..." Fang Zhan ignored the old woman's taunts and went inside, carrying the food box.
Guan Zhan didn't know the layout of Cangyue Tower, nor did he know where Zhu Wanqing and Shisi lived. He could only rely on his subjective judgment to find them.
After passing through a corridor, Fang Zhan heard the sound of musical instruments ahead. He hesitated for a moment, but still slowly walked over with his lunchbox.
Through the gauze curtains outside the door, warm yellow light shone from inside, revealing several women with graceful figures dancing lightly, accompanied by bursts of cheerful singing and laughter. Fang Zhan followed the sound and pushed open the door, revealing a large room where three or five women in colorful costumes were dancing, while a group of women played percussion instruments nearby.
No one noticed Fang Zhan's arrival. From afar, Fang Zhan saw a large daybed in the center of the room. Through the gauze curtains, he couldn't make out who was sitting on it. The man's back was always to Fang Zhan, so Fang Zhan had no choice but to walk inside. After Fang Zhan carried the food box inside, he walked around the people inside and approached the bed. Only then could he clearly see that a heavily pregnant woman and a man were embracing each other on the daybed.
The woman snuggled against the man seductively, picked up a grape, and smilingly fed it to him. The man, watching the dance, smiled and embraced the woman. As he opened his mouth to take the grape, he accidentally sucked on the woman's finger, making her smile shyly. After a few playful pushes, they embraced again.
Fang Zhan approached step by step, and almost cried out the moment the man turned his head.
That man was none other than the Fourteenth Prince!
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