Qi Qi: ...Isn't it because you're running out of money raising soldiers?
"That's completely untrue. We should save where we can and spend where we can! Spending a little money to gather intelligence is no big deal!"
The Ninth Prince glanced at him but said nothing.
Since it was already dark at 8 PM before they started, Qi Qi became a little excited: "Your Highness, shall we begin now?"
"What operation?"
Qi Qi hinted, "Investigate that...that?"
The Ninth Prince pulled back the ambiguous-colored gauze, lay down on the newly changed bed, and crossed his legs: "It won't start until tonight."
Qi Qi: "Huh? Then why did we come so early?"
The Ninth Prince patted the edge of the bed again: "Reserving a spot."
Qi Qi sat down on the edge of the bed speechlessly, picked up a fan, and fanned him: "Then what do I need to do?"
The Ninth Prince pulled Qi Qi's hand and lay down: "You don't need to do anything. I just brought you here to have fun. Just enjoy the dance."
"Just for viewing?"
"Otherwise, what did you think?"
Qi Qi then recalled the matter of the two new palace maids: "What about Shuangyue and Lvliu? These past few days, while you were away during the day, they inquired with me and Aunt Dongmei about wanting to serve in the inner courtyard."
The Ninth Prince said, "Why bring this up? It's annoying."
Qi Qi pondered for a moment: "I dare not make the decision on this matter. You can go back and tell the Empress yourself that you are not fully recovered yet."
"Did your mother force you?"
No, that's not true. Although the Empress was anxious, she didn't force her son to do that. It's just that he's young and doesn't have any thoughts about this kind of thing, which is quite scary. The Empress suspects that her son will continue to dislike being near people, even though the residual poison has been cleared.
"No."
"No? If there isn't, why are you bothering with this?"
Qi Qi retorted, "I didn't care. I just wanted to know how to explain it to Her Majesty. I said a lot of nice things."
The Ninth Prince snorted: "Still trying to explain? You can tell the Empress Dowager about this yourself. Don't you know whether I'm healthy or not?"
Qi Qi: "..."
That bastard, who would want to know about this?! You're shameless, but I'm embarrassed... Wait until tomorrow! Tomorrow I absolutely cannot sleep in the same room as the Ninth Prince again, to avoid suspicion! I'll train him to sleep on his own. If he still wants to sleep with someone in a couple of years, he can find himself a wife.
As for Qi Qi himself, it's impossible for him to find a wife in this lifetime, but fortunately, Qi Qi likes men, so he can just find a man he likes to be his husband later, right?
Qi Qi pondered the matter of the private soldiers for a while, then turned to look at the Ninth Prince. His eyes were closed, and he was asleep. Despite his young age, he looked tired, and his brows were furrowed even in his sleep.
He really thought about too many things.
Qi Qi subconsciously reached out to touch his brow, but the moment he did, his wrist was grabbed by the Ninth Prince.
His voice was heavy with sleepiness: "Sweetie, play by yourself for a while."
Qi Qi withdrew his hand expressionlessly.
Whoever wants to play this game, who's the kid?!
Qi Qi jumped off the bed. The room was quite soundproof. With the windows closed, the outside noise was almost inaudible. He opened the window a crack and looked down. The servants were still making preparations, and there were young ladies practicing dance on the stage, but no music was playing.
Even without sound, it was still beautiful. But as Qi Qi watched, he noticed that four or five of the dancing girls had slightly different limbs from the others.
The footwork was a little too fast when spinning and rising on tiptoe, and the arm movements when bending over were a bit too much, resulting in a slight stiffness.
Qi Qi was very sensitive to subtle things and had also practiced martial arts, so he felt that their lower body was too stable.
We must not overlook even the slightest sign of something amiss!
With his buttocks sticking out, Qi Qi took a closer look and felt that the male slaves around him all looked shifty and were subtly glancing around. He quickly shook the Ninth Prince and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I feel that those people are not right!"
The Ninth Prince was dragged down to look down and said indifferently, "It's a competition for the most beautiful courtesan. The person in charge is afraid of trouble and troublemakers, so naturally they have to pay more attention."
Qi Qi: "I'm talking about those dancers!"
The Ninth Prince yawned: "There's no need to be afraid anymore. We have people in the Heaven and Earth, Xuanhuang regions. The only thing to worry about is that they won't dare to make a move."
Qi Qi: "Ah, this..."
The Ninth Prince covered his mouth and warned, "If you wake me up again, you're finished."
Qi Qi immediately nodded obediently.
You're amazing, you're absolutely right, you're awesome.
...
After the Ninth Prince fell asleep, Qi Qi watched the dance rehearsal, and then curiously wandered around the room, studying the various settings. There were so many different things, and they were quite embarrassing and made his heart race. He endured it for half an hour, but finally couldn't resist and went out.
When nature calls, one must go to the toilet. Too tense, he needed to use the restroom first. There were handsome young men and women guarding the corridor outside, dressed lightly. Qi Qi looked around but couldn't see the guards who had come with him from the manor; he wondered where they were hiding.
The maid was very gentle, perhaps even a little too gentle. Qi Qi didn't look at her and refused her help, walking into the toilet alone... It was still a toilet with many different styles.
I've heard that in some households, paper effigies are quite common... but people here seem to think it's normal.
Fengyi Palace doesn't do that kind of thing. Qi Qi thinks that people who think these things are normal are abnormal and disgusting.
The toilet had stalls. On his way back after using the toilet, Qi Qi saw several men carrying various musical instruments walk past him. The women in this brothel were beautiful, and the male prostitutes were also exceptionally handsome. However, the men in front of him were wearing masks and their clothes were quite tight. As they passed by, they bowed slightly in greeting.
Seeing him watching the people walk by, the maid introduced them, "These are the courtesans in the building who are skilled in music. If you wish, sir, you may ask them to play music for you."
Qi Qi was wondering to himself what the Fifth Prince was doing here, and even acting as a male prostitute?
He had a small red mole on the side of his neck. Qi Qi had accidentally seen it when he was sick before. Normally, his collar would completely cover it, but today, his clothes at Wuyue Tower were revealing it.
Because it was beautiful, Qi Qi, who was also a little nervous, remembered it. The position, size, and color were all the same. The person was hunched over, with half of their long hair tied up. Their already gentle aura was even more restrained, which was quite strange.
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