Feng Ji looked at her seriously and asked, "Is your boss here?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman's expression stiffened slightly, a hint of fear in her eyes. This was not someone she could afford to offend. "This... I don't know either. I'll have to go ask."
"Then hurry up and go!"
Yes, yes, yes.
The middle-aged man turned and strode quickly into the pavilion. As he went upstairs, he saw a beautiful woman in red and hurriedly stepped forward. “Miss Qin, there are three people outside, two men and one woman. They don’t look like ordinary people of high status. They say they are looking for the boss.”
Qin Ling's pupils contracted slightly as she asked, "Was that woman wearing blue?"
"Yes."
"I understand, I'll go report it."
Qin Ling then went up to the third floor, where the open-air balcony hall offered a superb view of the Wan Yue Pavilion.
at this time.
Inside the hall, singing and dancing filled the air, with beautiful women swaying their slender waists as they danced gracefully.
Above the main seat.
A man, half-hidden in a purple robe, leaned back lazily on a chaise lounge. His long, ink-black hair fell loosely, and his slender, well-defined fingers held a wine glass, swirling it around. His stunningly handsome face, with a hint of wine in his phoenix eyes, exuded a captivating and alluring charm, radiating the elegant and refined air of a noble young master.
Even the dancer's alluring charm couldn't compare to even a fraction of his captivating allure.
When Qin Ling went upstairs and saw the scene before her, her heart skipped a beat, but she subtly concealed the emotions in her eyes, quickly stepped forward, and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, Princess Weiyang, Crown Prince Junheng, and Prince Xiaoyao have arrived."
Feng Mo Ran paused, his fingers swirling the glass, his deep, dark eyes revealing an unfathomable gloom. "Let them in!"
"yes."
soon.
The three of them went upstairs.
Feng Mo Ran stood up and walked towards the three of them. His fair face was slightly flushed with alcohol. He sat up, looked at the three of them, and said with a playful smile, "I don't know what wind blew the three of you to my Wan Yue Tower. This place is not suitable for your status."
"Second Prince, everything here is as usual. What happened outside just now has no effect on this place at all," Mu Chenshuang said.
Feng Mo Ran smiled and said, "What impact will it have on my place of pleasure? I am usually idle and have not offended anyone. I suppose those assassins will not come here."
As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Mu Chenshuang, and he smiled seductively, saying, "With Princess Weiyang here, all the girls in my Wanyue Pavilion have lost their luster."
The words were spoken.
Fu Junheng's expression suddenly turned cold.
Mu Chenshuang said indifferently, "I take it all as a compliment from the Second Prince."
Feng Mo Ran's gaze was fixed on Mu Chen Shuang, and the smile on his lips deepened.
“Second brother, how can Princess Weiyang be compared to the women of this brothel?” Feng Ji said.
Feng Mo Ran smiled, as if belatedly realizing his mistake, "Indeed, I misspoke. If the three of you don't mind, you can sit down and have a couple of drinks. I'm also bored and have no one to talk to."
"In that case, let's stay and have a couple of drinks."
Feng Mo Ran arranged for people to prepare seats, clapped her hands to signal, and then changed to a more formal dance.
"It seems today's poetry and painting test was a complete disaster. I wonder what kind of lawless assassin dared to carry out such an assassination attempt?" Feng Moran asked in a nonchalant tone.
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