Such an arrogant apology shocked everyone, but also brought a knowing smile to Du Yinyun, who was watching from the viewing platform.
I used to think that Young Master He was unruly and incompetent, but now it seems that his unruly nature is real, but his incompetence is not. His righteous apology is actually quite adorable.
Seeing the faint smile on Du Yinyun's lips, Jiang Wuyou pulled her up from her seat and stood by the railing of the viewing platform. She rested her arms on the railing, propped her cheeks up, and looked down with great enjoyment.
This action of leaning against the railing and looking down is youthful and cute, but not dignified. In terms of etiquette, it is something that only maids and many young ladies from poor families who do not pay attention to manners would do.
Du Yinyun was already eighteen, a young woman. Moreover, the Du family was a newly emerging family in Yinjing, and Du Lie was a strict steward. As a result, in order to adapt to the upper class as soon as possible and avoid being criticized as a barbaric warrior, Du Yinyun's etiquette education was very rigorous.
Du Huakui stood upright by the railing, while Jiang Wuyou, who was over twenty, leaned against the railing. Although she was older, she looked more like a young girl at this moment.
"What does your sister think of him?"
Both of them were looking down at the scene below, but Jiang Wuyou spoke first.
Du Yinyun said, "Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. Rumors are half true and half false, and should not be believed entirely."
Jiang Wuyou said with a laugh, "I was talking about Chu Fan."
Du Yinyun paused, her face slightly flushed, and stubbornly replied, "What I said is true."
Jiang Wuyou smiled, her eyes crinkling, and said, "You're lying."
Lying is a difficult thing for Du Yinyun. She usually disdains lying, but she just had some kind of momentary lapse in judgment.
Since we've made a mistake, we can only continue down this path.
Du Yinyun retorted, "My sister is too."
Jiang Wuyou's scheme succeeded. "'Also'? Could it be that Yin Yun admits to lying just now?"
Du Yinyun was no match for Jiang Wuyou in this regard. She rarely spoke more than a few words, so she had to change the subject.
"How did you come to Chunfeng Tower, sister?"
"I did it voluntarily."
"Voluntary?" Du Yinyun asked, somewhat surprised.
Her upbringing made it difficult for her to understand why a respectable woman would willingly come to a place like Chunfeng Tower, a place of prostitution.
"During the famine, my parents sold me to a slave trader to survive. The slave trader then sold me to the landlord. In the landlord's courtyard, there were many children like me. Teachers taught us to read, play the piano, and dance. Although it was hard work, at least we could have enough to eat."
"Later, I became a good dancer and was also pretty, so the landlord called me to Yinjing. That's how it is now."
Du Yinyun frowned. Her experience was very different from Jiang Wuyou's. She was redeemed from the Jiaofangsi by the owner of Chunfenglou and stayed in the brothel to learn music for a year before becoming the top courtesan.
"How did you become acquainted with Young Master He, sister?"
Even Du Yinyun herself didn't know why she had asked that question. She simply opened her mouth, and the words "Young Master He" were already on her lips.
Jiang Wuyou's eyes held a hint of mockery as she lazily said, "After I came to Yinjing, I became quite popular. Every night, many people spend a lot of money to line up and chat with me and watch me dance. Those people are so boring; they pretend to be virtuous, but all they have on their minds are those kinds of thoughts."
"Later, one night, a drunk man barged in. He was unreasonable and chased my guest away before sitting down himself. That was your Mr. He."
My Mr. He
Du Yinyun knew Jiang Wuyou's personality; she had no inhibitions and the more angrily she retorted, the happier the woman became.
So I just let her say what she wanted.
"And then?" Du Yinyun asked.
Jiang Wuyou wasn't in a hurry to talk about what happened next, but instead sighed, "Your Young Master He is indeed different from ordinary people."
Du Yinyun's heart skipped a beat. Marquis Wuqing commanded 120,000 elite troops, which inevitably aroused suspicion. Could it be that He Yunxiao was deliberately hiding his true abilities? Was his usual fondness for wine and women, and his arrogant and domineering demeanor, all an act? Rumors circulated that he had committed numerous evils, yet why had he never made a serious mistake?
She quickly asked, "How are they different?"
Jiang Wuyou said with a smile, "Most people would spend some time in romantic settings before carefully expressing their feelings. But Young Master He is different. He was very direct. He threw his money pouch on the bed and asked me to sleep with him."
Du Yinyun parted her lips slightly, not reacting for a moment.
“Of course I refused, but I found him very interesting. So I gave him money in return to keep me company, but I didn’t expect that to be the case.”
Du Yinyun, who was usually aloof, exclaimed, "Young Master He, you are truly a prodigy."
Jiang Wuyou deeply agreed.
She said, "You saw it today too. Normally, this man would fawn over you and do whatever you wanted, without any airs of a nobleman's son. But just now, he made up his mind and insisted on apologizing, and I couldn't stop him no matter what I did."
As Du Yinyun listened to Jiang Wuyou's words, which were a mixture of joy, resentment, and a touch of pride, a sour feeling welled up in her heart for some reason.
"Does Sister like Young Master He?"
Jiang Wuyou said very generously, "I think you like it."
Jiang Wuyou's frank words made Du Yinyun's heart clench.
It's a good thing to like each other, so why am I feeling so bad?
Jiang Wuyou said again, "What's the use of liking him? He is a marquis's son, and I am a woman of the night. With my status, I can only be a maid in the marquis's mansion. I'd rather stay at the Spring Breeze Pavilion."
“Besides,” Jiang Wuyou glanced at Ya Hu not far away, “I work under the Lord, so I can’t just leave whenever I want.”
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