Ouyang Ziming looked at Fu Sang with a smile and said, "This is Qingzhi, the young master of Wanhua Pavilion."
Fu Sang glanced at Xiao Guaiguai subconsciously.
The handsome young man lowered his eyelashes slightly, casting a clear shadow beneath his eyes, and his alluring red lips were slightly pursed.
-You seem unhappy.
Qingzhi Gongzi is the top courtesan at the Kyoto Wanhua Brothel.
Many young ladies from noble families in Shuiyun Kingdom were eager to be with her, considering it an honor to even meet Qingzhi Gongzi, and were completely infatuated with him.
Unfortunately, Qingzhi Gongzi was as aloof as a lotus, and he refused to see anyone.
A single glimpse of Qingzhi Gongzi is priceless, let alone the chance to earn his willing performance.
Legend has it that a young lady from a noble family was willing to marry Qingzhi with the honors due to a noble husband, but he regarded money as dirt and refused with just one sentence.
Ouyang Zhuomo really went all out.
This Qingzhi Gongzi is probably not one of his or Ling Shuangxue's people.
Young Master Qingzhi placed his hands on the strings and began to play a melodious ancient zither tune, the clear and melodious sound of the strings flowing through the air.
The male concubines listened with rapt attention.
Fu Sang reached under the dragon table and tugged at the little darling's moon-white sleeve.
Jiang Linxian showed no reaction, seemingly unaware of what was happening.
I feel a bit helpless.
Her Majesty the Queen kept arguing, and kept arguing, incessantly.
Finally, the young man slightly turned his handsome face and gave her a glance.
Fu Sang smiled and stretched out his hand towards him.
Jiang Linxian lowered her eyes in confusion, looking at the delicate white hands outstretched beside her.
Fu Sang beckoned to him with his hand.
Qingzhi, the young master of Wanhua Tower, was still playing the zither, and the beautiful music captivated the audience.
The empress, however, was interacting with him privately, seemingly oblivious to the music, and focused intently on amusing him.
Jiang Linxian hesitated for a moment before placing his hand in the girl's hand.
After succeeding, Fu Sang smiled and held the boy's hand tightly, his little finger playfully twitching in his palm.
A subtle ripple stirred in Jiang Linxian's heart, and a faint smile appeared in her clear, moon-like eyes.
Ouyang Ziming had been observing the Empress, only to discover that she was teasing her own queen.
Qingzhi Gongzi's reputation is extremely high in the capital.
The Empress also longed to see Qingzhi, but because the noble ladies all liked him, she did not forcibly bring him into the palace.
Tonight, even though Prince Qingzhi personally performed, he failed to attract the Empress's attention.
The song ended.
Young Master Qingzhi raised his eyes to look at the noble Empress.
Noble ladies of Kyoto were willing to spend a fortune to hear him play a piece, yet this high and mighty empress didn't even give him a glance out of the corner of her eye.
Qingzhi Gongzi clenched his fist and said, "Your Majesty, this humble subject has finished presenting the music."
Fu Sang raised his eyes and looked over indifferently, saying calmly, "Go down."
Her Majesty the Empress actually... allowed Prince Qingzhi to leave?
The crowd could not hide their shock.
Qingzhi Gongzi glanced at Ouyang Ziming, and after receiving the instruction, said, "Your Majesty, don't you want to see my face?"
Jiang Linxian looked at the woman beside her.
Up close, you can see her smooth, creamy skin even more clearly; her delicate face makes you want to kiss her.
Jiang Linxian was startled and felt ashamed of the sudden thought that had crossed her mind.
He actually...
The young ladies of noble families all longed to catch a glimpse of Qingzhi Gongzi's face, but to this day, none of them have seen him.
Would she want to watch it?
Will Prince Qingzhi be kept in the palace?
If she were to do that, what should he do?
He must be bewitched tonight, actually showing up at the banquet she hosted.
perhaps……
I wanted to be closer to her.
Jiang Linxian withdrew her gaze, lowered her long eyelashes, and waited for the woman to speak.
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