He Yunxiao massaged Jiang Wuyou's shoulders, his eyes constantly glancing downstairs.
Damn it! How did Chu Fan get blocked by the railing!
You should move!
It moved! It moved!
Hurry, where is Sister Du?
OK, they're in the same frame now, they're in the same frame now.
Check favorability rating!
Du Yinyun's favorability rating towards Chu Fan is 70.
70?
He Yunxiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The protagonist is indeed terrifying!
They only glanced at each other twice, and their liking level is already that high? I've been working on this for ages and I only got 55.
Du Yinyun's favorability rating has decreased from 55 to 45.
What's going on? Why has it decreased again?
He Yunxiao was happily massaging Sister Jiang's fragrant shoulders when he noticed that Du Huakui, who was sitting to the side in front of him, had turned around and was looking at him.
There was some incomprehension and disgust in her eyes.
"Young Master He, please let go."
The girl who was originally standing to the side, responsible for holding the gong, came over to persuade him.
"Why?" He Yunxiao was completely confused.
"He Yunxiao!"
Jiang Wuyou stood up abruptly, clenched her fists, and glared angrily with her beautiful eyes.
At this moment, He Yunxiao's mind was completely occupied by the famous nursery rhyme, "Grandma's Bridge"...
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, all the way to Grandma's bridge...
He remained completely unfazed, and even continued to talk nonsense.
"Even when Sister Jiang gets angry, she is still very beautiful."
Jiang Wuyou's favorability rating has increased from 83 to 85.
Although his favorability rating had increased, Jiang Wuyou clearly had no intention of letting He Yunxiao off the hook.
"Do you know what you're doing!" she said sternly.
Jiang Wuyou's tone made the hearts of the girls present skip a beat.
They knew that although He Yunxiao's behavior was arrogant and rude, showing no respect for hierarchy, he was a legitimate marquis's son with a hereditary title. This was quite different from their lowly status, which wasn't even considered commoner.
To put it bluntly, He Yunxiao was the one who started this whole thing. But if we investigate afterward, He Yunxiao will at most be confined to his quarters, while these "servants" who "rebelled against their superiors" will be beheaded.
Being backward is something that defies reason.
So when Jiang Wuyou reprimanded He Yunxiao in a very stern tone, Du Yinyun's small hands were already clenched tightly around her clothes.
She was ready to kneel down and plead for Jiang Wuyou when He Yunxiao flew into a rage after being scolded.
But to everyone's surprise, this highly skilled, arrogant, and rude marquis was completely subdued by the scolding and instead coaxed his sister Jiang in a gentle and kind manner.
He Yunxiao was completely bewildered by the scolding.
He had absolutely no idea why he was being insulted. He wasn't exactly a nice guy either; if someone had insulted him for no reason in his past life, he would have snapped back long ago.
We all only live once, and no one is more noble than anyone else. Why should I have to put up with your temper?
But now, looking at Jiang Wuyou and He Yunxiao, he couldn't get angry at all.
First, even when Sister Jiang is angry, she is very beautiful, a pleasure to behold. Then there's Jiang Wuyou's high favorability rating of 85.
It's important to know that once the favorability rating reaches 80, the system will issue a strategy reward.
Leaving aside the fact that the "poison resistance enhancement" helped him effectively counter Chu Xiaoxiao's Soul-Devouring Pill, let's just talk about the significance of this "successful conquest" itself.
"Successfully winning over the girl means that I'm the only one left in Sister Jiang's heart."
Theoretically speaking, from this point on, the favorability rating will only increase, not decrease.
Knowing this, only a scumbag would get angry at a girl who only has you in her heart, only wants to be good to you, and completely trusts you.
He Yunxiao doesn't consider himself a scumbag; on the contrary, he's a model young man.
Beautiful breasts, a slender waist, and long legs.
"Do you know what you're doing!" Jiang Wuyou said sternly.
He Yunxiao blinked innocently and said directly, "I'll massage my sister's shoulders."
“You are a marquis’s son, a man of exceptional talent, how can you turn around and serve a mere dancer?” Jiang Wuyou sighed, his voice even softening slightly when he mentioned “dancer.”
These words caused Du Yinyun and several of the top courtesans present to lower their heads slightly. They knew in their hearts that although the top courtesans of brothels seemed to be popular and high above others, in reality, few of the men who were good at sweet talk really took them seriously.
In their eyes, playing with the courtesan was merely something to boast about. Nothing more.
Jiang Wuyou's low spirits didn't bother her for long. After a brief period of depression, she rallied her spirits and said seriously, "Besides, the political situation is unstable now, and it's not easy for Marquis Wuqing to maintain his family business. Given the incident with Yin Yun, as the son of a marquis, you should be even more law-abiding."
Hearing Jiang Wuyou say this, He Yunxiao finally understood why everyone was surprised and why Sister Jiang was angry.
Everyone was surprised that the Marquis's son was trying to please the courtesan, while Sister Jiang was angry because she was worried that his frivolous behavior would cause gossip.
So he pulled Jiang Wuyou down and made her sit down like a queen among the standing crowd. Then he squatted down so that Jiang Wuyou could look down at him from her elevated position.
This action is commonplace in modern times, but in the ancient Qi Dynasty, it was earth-shattering.
Only the emperor and parents are qualified to perform this great ceremony.
Even the usually indifferent Du Yinyun was startled by He Yunxiao's actions. She looked around in fright, but luckily they were on the second floor, and He Yunxiao's crouching position made him invisible to most people.
He Yunxiao ignored everyone else and kept staring into Jiang Wuyou's eyes.
“In my place, there are no marquises or dancers, only men and women. Women are made of water, and men are made of mud. When I see my sister, I feel refreshed; when I see others, I feel suffocated by their stench.”
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