Chapter 17
Song Yanting was wearing the same gorgeous gown with dark patterns and red silk trimmings by Sang Lei and Huang Xiangyun as You Yang, a dark red belt with gold and jade dragon patterns on his waist, a silver crown with two dragons playing with pearls on his head, and he stood with his back to the light.
Song Jingmo, who had been chattering non-stop, suddenly fell silent.
Song Yanting crossed his arms, holding a pure gold pointed stick in his mouth. He turned around, glanced lazily in Youyang's direction, and was stunned for a moment.
He recovered, covered his chest, and laughed, shouting, "It's over, it's over. This king is finished."
"With a beauty like you by my side, I'm going to look down on all the other vulgar women. What should I do?"
You Yang: “…”
Song Jingmo's gaze swept back and forth between You Yang and Song Yanting several times.
I had a bad feeling, as if I had discovered something terrible. My eyes almost popped out of my head. "What are you two wearing..."
You Yang also discovered this problem. It turned out that what those little maids said were serious.
"I'm a young girl, and your maid is combing my hair like a woman. What's your plan?"
The villain must have his reasons for doing what he does.
In the book, Song Yanting's frequent visits to brothels were all a means of concealing his own ambitions. He had seen many beauties, and it was almost impossible for him to fall in love with her, so the most likely scenario was that he had other plans.
Upon hearing this, Song Yan took the initiative to walk to You Yang, lifted the tassels in her hair with his fingertips, and made them sway gently from side to side.
"That's right. Tonight you will pretend to be my favorite concubine and follow me on a boat trip."
"It's not convenient to bring Cang Lin and Cang Xu there, so you are the best candidate. After the matter is done, they will meet us outside."
Song Jingmo suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand. Brother, you want to use her to help you block Chun Hongfang and those girls."
"I was wondering why I didn't see Cang Lin and Cang Xu today. It turns out they were doing other things."
You Yang wrote down the plan he mentioned, and then turned her palm upwards towards him.
"It's fine to do this, but I should get some money after completing this job."
"I think I can't afford to work for you for nothing. My monthly salary is my bottom line."
"Of course." Song Yan heard a large hand climb onto You Yang's shoulder, pulling her close to him and said cheerfully, "I never mistreat my subordinates. If you behave yourself, you won't die."
Even through her clothes, Youyang could feel the burning heat of the palm on her shoulder. She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to struggle free, but the hand only tightened.
"Don't move. Get used to it in advance, so as not to be exposed."
Only then did You Yang stand still and stop struggling.
But she thought again, she had paid too much, this loss can't be in vain, and she said to Song Yanting lion loudly: "Then I want double the monthly salary."
Song Yan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "Okay, in addition to doubling your monthly salary, how about I also give you a sword?"
"Someone come."
"If it's not a good sword, I won't use it." You Yang was curious but didn't want to show it in front of Song Yanting.
Song Yanting said recklessly: "Ordinary swords are not even qualified to enter the gate of this prince's palace."
Butler Fang came in carrying a long wooden box.
Seeing two people wearing clothes of the same color standing shoulder to shoulder, they were laughing so hard that their eyes couldn't open.
"Open it and take a look?"
You Yang was pushed forward a step by Song Yanting, and she opened the lid of the wooden box.
A long sword with a carved snake pattern and a purple gem inlaid on the hilt came into view.
You Yang was surprised: "Soft sword?"
She grasped the hilt and drew out the sword, her slender fingers stroking the blade, feeling every pattern on the sword's spine and engraving it in her heart.
The weight, blade sharpness, and length of this sword are all so suitable. Although it is slightly inferior to the Fengling Ice Sword given by the master, it is rare to get such a handy weapon in this world.
You Yang praised: "It's a good sword."
She was in a good mood after getting a sword that suited her.
"For the sake of this sword, I will cut off all the peach blossoms around you on this trip."
Song Jingmo, who watched the whole thing, was shocked. He couldn't close his mouth and his chin almost dropped to the ground, as if he had suffered a great betrayal.
He moved to the side of Butler Fang, whose mouth was rubbing shoulders with the sun, and asked him, "Uncle Fang, I haven't been here for just a few days. What did I miss? When did these two become so familiar with each other behind my back?"
Butler Fang was immersed in his own world, murmuring: "They are a perfect match, so perfect for each other."
Song Jingmo: "...How can they be a good match? Why didn't I see that... My brother wouldn't like a shrew like that."
As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Fang glanced at him coldly.
"Your Highness is young, and there are many things he doesn't understand."
"I still have things to do, so I'll withdraw first."
Song Jingmo: “…” I felt like I was being disliked.
......
Before leaving, You Yang wrapped the soft sword around his waist and covered it with his belt.
In the carriage, Fu Rongyan leaned his head on the small table and closed his eyes to rest. Song Jingmo stared at You Yang without relaxing for a moment, while You Yang lifted the curtain and looked at the street scenes along the way with shining eyes.
He murmured to himself, "So this is how mortals celebrate the Lantern Festival? It's so lively."
Song Jingmo was startled by You Yang's movements. "What bad things are you talking about? I...I'm warning you, don't have any bad thoughts about my brother."
You Yang felt that what he said was strange, something about not having any bad thoughts about his brother. If she hadn't been forced to board this pirate ship, she would have wanted to jump out of the car and escape right now.
"You have evil intentions. I'm here to do hard labor. This is a simple financial relationship."
"What you said is really costly."
"Don't use your dirty thoughts to insult the relationship between me and money. It's true love between us."
Song Jingmo felt guilty but didn't want to lose face, "You'd better think so!"
The two men sat facing each other, neither willing to show weakness, and the sudden stop of the carriage interrupted their fight.
"Your Highness, we're here."
Song Yan lazily raised his eyelids, his indifferent gaze drifting over the two of them one by one. He stood up, pulled aside the curtain, and got out of the car first, "Come down."
“Here I come!”
Song Jingmo showed off in front of You Yang for a while, as if saying: See, in my brother's eyes, I am still the most important.
If he had wings at this moment, he would have flapped his wings and flown away.
He couldn't wait to lift the curtain and go out. Song Yanting was standing by the ladder waiting with his hand outstretched.
"Brother is so kind to me. He even called me when he got off the carriage." He jumped down from the carriage. "I'm a grown man, so I don't need your help."
"I didn't call you." Song Yan frowned when he found out it was Song Jingmo, retracted his hand that was hanging in the air, and dusted off the dust on it.
"What about her?"
Song Jingmo realized that he had misunderstood, and he angrily shouted to the car with a sullen face, "I'm calling you, come out quickly, don't be ungrateful."
You Yang came out of the carriage, and now it was her turn to be proud.
She placed her hand in Song Yanting's palm, walked down steadily, grabbed Song Yanting's hand and raised it in front of Song Jingmo, provoking him, "Hey, it's better for people to have some self-knowledge."
Song Jingmo curled his lips, "Tsk, what's so great about it, it's just a show."
Song Yan obeyed and took out a piece of gauze that was folded neatly in a square shape from his arms. It was impossible to tell what it was made of.
He handed the thing in his hand to You Yang, "This king is very stingy. Those people are not worthy of seeing your face. If you wear a veil, fewer people will die tonight."
You Yang turned and pointed at Song Jingmo, "What about him?"
The latter felt Song Yanting's gaze and took several steps back in fear, saying in disbelief: "Brother, I am your most important brother!"
Seeing his foolish look, You Yang came close to Song Yanting and covered her mouth, saying, "He said he is your biological brother."
Song Yan remained silent: "My cousin."
You Yang looked at Song Jingmo not far away with ill intentions, "Then you can also kill him."
Song Jingmo raised his leg and ran to hide behind Yuan De, "This woman is too scary, please help me block her for a while."
Yuan De declined politely: "Prince, please be careful and don't implicate me."
You Yang rubbed his hands in preparation and walked over to scare him on purpose, but was pulled back by Song Yanting by the wrist.
He shook his head helplessly and sighed softly, "He's still useful. Yangyang, don't scare him silly. He can't be silly anymore."
Although she knew that he was just playing around, her heart still trembled when she heard him calling her nickname.
"Didn't we say we were going on a boat tour? Why are we on the street?" You Yang turned her eyes away uncomfortably, turned her back and spread out her veil and put it on.
Song Yan listened and narrowed his long phoenix eyes for a moment, his dark pupils sank slightly, and he fixed his eyes on the back of You Yang's head and said, "It's still early, it would be a pity not to take the beauty for a walk."
"Good idea. I'll go for a walk first." You Yang was confused and didn't have the courage to face Song Yanting for a moment. She quickened her pace and walked ahead.
He directed the little maid following behind him to catch up with You Yang.
He took Song Jingmo, Yuan De and a group of guards with him and followed closely.
There is no curfew in the capital tonight, and the streets are brightly lit. The stalls along the street are filled with all kinds of beautiful lanterns, which are so dazzling that you can't even take in all of them.
Youyang was attracted by the hibiscus purple lotus lantern hanging high on the stall in front.
The peddler was very considerate. Seeing that she was dressed richly, he immediately took down the lantern and handed it to Youyang.
"Madam, you have good taste. This lantern was made by the best lantern maker in our shop. It's called Jinlian Yixian."
"The petals are made of hibiscus-colored silk and supported by gold thread. This delicate work took a lot of effort from the master, and he failed hundreds of times before he succeeded in making such a lantern."
This lantern is in the shape of a lotus, about the size of two hands, and is not heavy when held in the hand. A silver butterfly tassel hangs from the bottom, making it very light and delicate.
Seeing that she liked it, the vendor struck while the iron was hot and said, "I think this lamp is destined to be with you, Madam, so I'll give you a discount and sell it to you for five ounces of gold."
You Yang subconsciously touched her waist and found that the silver and money she had on her had been taken away when she changed her clothes. Now she was penniless.
A voice interrupted while he was hesitating.
"Ten taels of gold, I want this lantern."
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