Chapter 100 I’m asking you a question!
Tian'er spoke each word with emphasis: "Prince Qi."
Mr. Yun's face suddenly changed. "I was wondering why a big customer came today. So that's what you were thinking about. It's a pity that I've only ever sold my art but not my body. Prince Qi, I can't help you."
She raised her hand and pushed the thing back with reluctance.
But she pushed halfway and couldn't push any further. Yun Dajia looked at Tian'er's hand that tried to stop her, and raised her eyes charmingly, "What do you mean, young lady?"
Tian'er smiled faintly: "Of course we know that the Yun family has always been selling their art but not their bodies, so we don't want them to do anything to Old Prince Qi."
Yun Dajia snorted and looked up at her, "Do you know that old Prince Qi?"
Seeing Tian'er didn't say anything, she continued, her expression much more serious, "Old Prince Qi is a womanizer. Many girls and women have been coming into the mansion, but they often become silent after entering. Do you know where they are going?"
She sneered, "They've all met the King of Hell. Trying to marry up to Old Prince Qi is a bold move, a life-threatening one."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qi. Our master doesn't want you to do anything else. I heard that the old prince Qi has always liked your piano playing. You just need to agree to the old prince Qi and go to his house to play."
"Is it that simple?" Yun Dajia's face was full of disbelief.
Tian'er nodded, "Yes, it's that simple."
Seeing that she didn't avoid his gaze and didn't seem to be lying at all, it was Yun's turn to be surprised.
She flicked her sleeves and said in a coquettish tone, "If it's just playing the piano, that's fine. But you must not play tricks on me. I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, I'm not a pushover."
How can the top star in a popular place be a vegetarian?
Mr. Yun knew countless dignitaries and officials, so naturally he knew a lot of secrets and could order many people to work for him.
Tian'er remembered the young lady's instructions that Mr. Yun should only be befriended and won over, not made enemies.
"Don't worry, Yun. We keep our word."
Mr. Yun glanced at her.
That night.
The door opened and Song Ci, wearing a snow-white fox fur coat, sat under the window, holding a book and reading quietly.
Hearing the sound, he looked up.
Tian'er: "Miss San, it's been done."
"Did Mr. Yun agree?"
"Yes, Lady Yun heard that she only needed to enter the palace to perform, so she agreed. She seemed to be very afraid of Prince Qi."
Song Ci slowly pulled out a cold smile. "Prince Qi, that old pervert, killed his mother in his previous life." No, he had killed many girls and women.
Because of his royal status, no one dared to go against him, and this matter was always covered up well.
In this life, I will have to avenge them myself.
"Take this."
Tian'er looked at the sachet that emitted a strange fragrance and took it, "Miss, what is this?"
Song Ci smiled and said, "It's a secret. You'll know it soon."
The next day.
Inside the restaurant, Song Ci was wearing a fox fur coat, with the fur on the collar covering half of her face, making her look pale and slender.
Holding the small hand warmer with her slender fingers, she walked slowly up to the restaurant.
Prince Yu and his attendants had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Song Ci coming, they made a gesture to invite him in.
"Miss Song San has kept me waiting."
Song Ci looked calm as she sat opposite him. "It's not easy to find an excuse to come out. What does Prince Yu want me to see today?"
It was deep winter, yet the snow hadn't fallen, and the weather outside was freezing cold. She wasn't feeling well, her lips were slightly purple, and she was trembling even as she spoke.
Prince Yu pushed a cup of hot tea over and said, "Just arrived, hot."
Song Ci Tiaoran looked up at him, picked up the tea and took a sip.
Seeing that she often drank directly, Prince Yu laughed softly, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"
Song Ci raised her hand and drank a few sips, then put it down immediately. "Your Highness Prince Yu can't understand why he poisoned me. To Your Highness Prince Yu, I am nothing but a weed or a flower, easily destroyed. I am not worth the precious poison."
After hearing these words, Prince Yu came to the conclusion that "sharp-tongued".
"Prince Yu, what do you want me to help you look at today?" Seeing that he didn't say anything and just looked at her indifferently, Song Ci couldn't help but remind him.
There are a lot of people coming and going, and this floor has been booked by Prince Yu, but there is no wall that is impenetrable, so it is better to leave early.
Song Ci has always been a cautious person.
"Here, please help me take a look. I don't know if you can understand this painting." Prince Yu said with some pride, and asked his servant to put a painting on the table.
There are flocks of cranes in the painting, with a golden sun in the center and a beautiful little phoenix next to the sun.
The painter's technique is very high, and the whole painting is vivid and lifelike, whether it is a crane or a phoenix, they all look alive.
"Bai Shen's painting."
Song Ci said it all, and Prince Yu's eyes were filled with admiration. "You know all this. This painter is not very famous, but his favorite thing to paint in his life is birds and beasts."
Song Ci said nothing, but lowered his head to carefully look at the brushstrokes of the painting.
She ran her fingers over the paper again, confirming it before saying, "This painting is authentic." Honestly, she was a little envious. It was only after Bai Shen's passing that his paintings became incredibly popular.
Every painting that exists in the world is priced extremely high.
Do you want to buy a few?
Bai Shen’s paintings are expensive now, but I should be able to afford them, right?
Before she knew it, her wealth had increased.
Seeing that she was distracted, Prince Yu did not remind her, but just observed her with imperceptible eyes.
When Song Ci reacted, he looked up and met Prince Yu's gaze. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes and always seemed to have a gentle and warm smile. He smiled at everyone and was usually casual in his work.
But there was a coldness in his eyes.
The biggest difference between Prince Yu and Pei Ji is that under Prince Yu's gentle appearance, his inner color is cold. On the other hand, Pei Ji, like the night-blooming cereus, seems distant and indifferent, but his heart is warm.
She looked away and said, "I have completed what His Royal Highness Prince Yu asked me to do today."
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"Alin, should we tell the Master about this?"
A Lin looked at the guard in front of him, and found that it was the one who had been staring at Song Ci, with a conflicted look on his face.
A Lin was also in a dilemma about this matter. Logically speaking, the young master only asked them to keep an eye on it and help when necessary, but did not ask them to report every detail. There should be no need to report every where Third Miss Song went, right?
The two of them looked at each other and fell silent.
Should I say it or not?
"Do you want to say something?" The door opened and Pei Ji, dressed in a dark robe and a black cloak, walked out.
Alin suddenly realized that his son still looked pale, but he seemed not to have coughed for a long time.
"What are you looking at? I'm asking you a question."
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