Xie Qianzhong crushed the cup in his hand, staring intently at Wen Sizhi in front of him, or rather, he moved closer and closer to Song Tangxue as if in provocation: "Miss Song, I've eaten quite a lot of delicious food in the streets these past few days. I'll treat you next time."
"That's fine then." Xie Qianzhong held Song Tangxue's hand, his eyes cold. "You don't need to worry about that. As a prince of the Western Regions, you should go back as soon as possible, otherwise it wouldn't be good to make your emperor worry."
Perhaps Xie Qianzhong's eyes were too small, but Wen Sizhi felt a little uneasy and distanced himself from Song Tangxue.
"As the saying goes, a fair maiden is the object of a gentleman's affections, and I have taken a liking to Miss Song. There is only one person in the world who can capture my heart. Even if you do not love me now, I am willing to be a wanderer in this world..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Qianzhong stood up with a gloomy face: "I'll treat you to this today, but please show some respect in the future."
"How so? Miss Song and I have a certain relationship, and we will inevitably have to deal with each other in the future. Don't you agree, Miss Song?" Wen Sizhi blinked, and Song Tangxue instantly felt a headache coming on. In a way, that was true. After all, they had started to cooperate and would have to meet from time to time in order to bring down the Crown Prince.
But why did these words sound so off coming from his mouth? Xie Qianzhong interpreted them as having a completely different meaning.
"I'm full, so I'll go help out in the back."
After Xie Qianzhong left, Song Tangxue glared at him angrily: "What did you mean by saying those things? We're not that close yet. You said them on purpose for him to hear."
Wen Sizhi reverted to his previous nonchalant attitude, ignoring Song Tangxue's anger, and even had the leisure to drink a cup of tea.
"Tell me quickly!"
Now things are really messed up. Xie Qianzhong must have misunderstood his relationship with him. It's all Wen Sizhi's fault!
"If you ask me, I think your lover has feelings for you. He should just say it directly."
Impossible. In my previous life, Xie Qianzhong never expressed his feelings. I only learned of his feelings for me after my death. It's unlikely that he has feelings for me now.
"Alright, I have something to tell you. I've been assisting Li Zhaoyun lately, but it's been too slow. Do you have any ideas?" Today's events have further chilled Song Tangxue's heart. The longer it drags on, the more likely Song Tangli is to do something else.
Not long after, Song Tangli joined forces with the Dark Sect to make a move, and you must come up with a plan before then.
Have you ever heard of the Hidden Door?
"Of course I've heard of it."
"As the saying goes, there is an organization in Yongfeng Kingdom that is not under anyone's control. That place is the Secret Gate. As long as you can get involved with it, you can immediately drag the Crown Prince into the mess, and maybe even kill him."
He makes it sound so easy. This secret door is elusive, how could he possibly find it? Even Song Tangli only managed to encounter one by luck.
Winston saw through her thoughts: "Leave this to me. Meet at this shop in three days, and I'll give you what you want."
This means that Wen Sizhi has some connection with the Dark Gate. As a person from the Western Regions, she couldn't possibly imagine how they could be connected. But that's not what Song Tangxue cares about; she only cares about the result.
Winston leaned closer to her and said, "I'm serious. Why don't you consider me? I've helped you so much, shouldn't you thank me properly?"
"Thank you, that's fine too. And if there's anything I can help with, I'll do my best to assist. But there's no need to consider it further, I'm determined to marry no one but him in this life."
Song Tangxue gazed affectionately at Xie Qianzhong, who was helping out not far away. This was someone she owed him in her past life, and only in this life did she realize her feelings for him.
Winston curled his lip: "Fine, I knew it, but I won't give up. Don't forget you promised me you'd marry me after this. So what if you like him now? You'll be my queen sooner or later."
These words made Song Tangxue's mood plummet again. Yes, there was too much between her and Xie Qianzhong. Even if it wasn't the Crown Prince, it would be someone else.
Wen Sizhi had left at some point, and Song Tangxue remained seated without saying a word. Xie Qianzhong stood in front of her without even realizing it.
"Tang Xue?" Xie Qianzhong called out again, pulling her back from her thoughts. "What's wrong?"
"I see you're lost in thought, I wonder what you're thinking about. It's getting late, why don't I take you back to the Crown Prince's residence? You've seen how well the shop is doing, so you can rest assured that I'll be here to help out."
Song Tangxue nodded, but she still wasn't happy. It seemed that what was bothering her wasn't the shop.
...
The next day, Song Tangxue appeared at a tea shop, and soon after, Wen Sizhi also arrived. He placed a document on the table: "This is evidence of Li Zhaoxian's collusion with court officials over the past few years. As long as it is handed over to the Emperor, he will lose his position as Crown Prince."
She had long known that he had influence in the court and that he had evidence to bring Li Zhaoxian down, but she never expected it to be this. Song Tangxue once again marveled at the power of Wen Sizhi.
Fortunately, he and I are not enemies, otherwise it would be a real headache.
"By the way, the secret door I told you about the other day is supposedly connected to the Fu Hua Lou. You could try your luck there."
After bidding farewell to Wen Sizhi, Song Tangxue went to Fuhualou. She specially changed into men's clothing, after all, Fuhualou was the largest brothel in the entire capital, and many high-ranking officials and nobles could be seen coming and going from here.
"Sir, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" The madam swayed gracefully as she approached, a feather fan waving in front of her. Her pink silk skirt hung loosely on her body, and a pair of delicate hands gently touched her arm. "Do you have a girl you like?"
In both her past and present lives, Song Tangxue stepped into a brothel for the first time, forcing herself to remain calm: "This is my first time here, please send me a few girls at random."
"Alright, sir, please come in."
Song Tangxue sat in a private room. Several glamorous women came out from both sides, carrying several plates of fruit. One of the beauties sat down next to Song Tangxue and poured her a glass of wine: "Sir, please have a drink."
Song Tangxue pulled out several silver notes from her bosom and slapped them on the table. Everyone's eyes lit up: "Sir, what are these...?"
They had been working at the brothel for years, and this was the first time they had seen such a generous patron. The amount of silver notes they collected was probably over ten thousand, enough to redeem them from their servitude.
Song Tangxue slapped the silver notes: "If you want to get these silver notes, you have to answer a few questions for me."
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