Night wind cut like a blade, and the water clock was nearly exhausted.
In the end, the two young women managed to keep the two powerful men of Great Wei—men who could shake the court with a single word—outside the door for an entire night.
They pleaded all night, coaxed all night, but not a single sound came from inside the room.
Lu Yan was truly panicked.
Even when a blade had once been pressed against his throat, he had never even furrowed his brows. Yet ever since Yu Qing mentioned divorce, his heart had been hanging in midair!
He was regretful, self-reproaching!
So much so that he wanted nothing more than to slap himself hard twice.
He had clearly only wanted to protect her under his wings—so how did he end up, in a moment of loose tongue, saying such heartless, hurtful nonsense?
On the side, Shen Jue let out a troubled, helpless sigh.
“It’s over. This time… Wanwan is really angry.” Shen Jue’s voice carried an unprecedented sense of defeat.
What he feared most was Su Hewan’s calm, silent coldness—neither crying nor making a scene.
As the morning bell echoed from within the palace walls,
the two men, exhausted and uneasy, headed toward the Taihe Hall.
At the morning court session, facing repeated probing from the Zhennan Prince Xiao Zhengnan and the undercurrents among the officials, the two of them vented all their frustration there.
After finally enduring until court dismissal,
Shen Jue and Lu Yan rushed back to their residences like a gust of wind.
“Where is the Princess Consort? Has she eaten breakfast? Has her anger eased at all?”
The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Lu Yan grabbed the steward by the collar and urgently questioned him.
The steward stammered for a long time, unable to form a complete sentence: “R-replying to my lord… the two princess consorts, they… they…”
Shen Jue’s brows sank, his narrow fox eyes flashing with a dangerous glint as his voice turned cold and sinister.
“Speak. Where did the princess consort go?”
The steward gritted his teeth and wailed with his eyes shut: “The two princess consorts left early this morning and said… said they were going to the Fragrant Pavilion!”
Fragrant Pavilion?
Who in the entire capital didn’t know what kind of place the Fragrant Pavilion was?
It was the most infamous pleasure den in all of the capital!
Inside, not only were there enchanting courtesans, but also male escorts specially provided for nobles, wealthy ladies, and elite households seeking amusement!
And the male escorts there were all exceptionally handsome—each one more captivating than the last!
Lu Yan’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Shen Jue’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
“Good… very good…” Shen Jue laughed in extreme anger, the sound sending chills down one’s spine.
“My woman… actually went to patronize other men!”
“Prepare the horses!”
Lu Yan ground out the words through clenched teeth.
The two of them immediately turned and rushed out of the residence.
At this moment, inside the Fragrant Pavilion’s Heaven Character First Private Room, however, the scene was one of extravagant indulgence and sensual luxury.
A rich aroma of fine wine mingled with premium dragon’s-breath incense drifting through the air.
Music from strings and pipes filled the room without pause.
Several stunningly beautiful male escorts, dressed in sheer gauze and with soft, graceful figures, surrounded the large cushioned couch—some playing instruments, some singing, each attending to their own duties.
Su Hewan and Yu Qing were lazily reclining on the soft couch.
At this moment, Su Hewan was also slightly tipsy.
Her eyes were half-closed as she listened to the music, letting a clean-faced young man feed her peeled grapes with a silver pick.
“Mmm… so this is ancient brothel culture. Truly better to see it once than hear a hundred times—attention to detail, excellent service,” she mumbled vaguely.
Meanwhile, Yu Qing had completely let herself go.
She lounged brazenly with one leg crossed over the other. On her left, a handsome young man with peach-blossom eyes was massaging her shoulders. On her right, another youth with a sweet voice held out a cup, coaxing her gently to drink.
“Come, madam, this Western Regions grape wine is very sweet. Please try it~” the young man’s voice was soft and intoxicating.
“Call me madam? Call me sister!” Yu Qing downed the drink boldly in one gulp and said excitedly, “Oh my god! I’ve really made it in life! I never dreamed that in ancient times I could actually order top-tier male models!”
The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Turning to Su Hewan, she started venting wildly in her drunken state, angrily criticizing the two men at home.
“Wanwan, tell me—are we stupid? There’s such a vast forest out there, yet we insist on hanging ourselves on just one tree!”
“So many little handsome guys—obedient, gentle, all good-looking! Shoulder massages when asked, pouring wine when told! Emotional value maxed out, okay?!”
“Why do we have to stick with Lu Yan and Shen Jue, those two rotten stones? One more venomous than the other, one more scheming than the next! I’m divorcing them today! Divorce!”
The young attendants were stunned. They didn’t fully understand terms like “male models” or “emotional value,” but people in their line of work were best at reading the room.
The peach-eyed attendant immediately leaned in attentively, his slender fingers gently massaging Yu Qing’s temples as he said softly, “Sister, don’t be angry. It pains us to see you upset. Those rough men who don’t know how to cherish beauty are not worthy of someone as fairy-like as you. Tonight, let me serve you properly~”
“Yes, yes! This little brother understands!” Yu Qing laughed so hard she couldn’t close her mouth, reaching out to pinch his soft cheek.
Just then—
Bang!
The door to the private room was kicked open from the outside.
The music inside stopped abruptly.
Everyone shuddered at the sudden change.
Two figures stood silhouetted at the doorway, backlit.
Shen Jue’s eyes churned with murderous intent.
Lu Yan, dressed in black, also radiated killing intent!
Behind them stood Chang Lin and Zhao Zhou, both drenched in sweat.
Chang Lin took one look at the indecent scene inside, then at his commander’s almost murderous expression, and felt his scalp explode.
He and Zhao Zhou immediately stepped forward, unsheathing their sabers and barking at the stunned attendants inside:
“If you don’t want to die, get out—now!”
The attendants, though used to the brothel life, had seen plenty of things.
But the moment they saw those official uniforms and felt that overwhelming killing aura, they instantly recognized who these two were.
Walking Hades!
They turned pale in an instant and scrambled out in panic, fleeing in all directions.
“Hey, hey, wait! Don’t go!” Yu Qing, already drunk out of her mind, reached out unsteadily, still trying to grab the sleeve of the peach-eyed attendant.
“Little brothers, don’t leave…”
Chang Lin and Zhao Zhou quickly grabbed the last two attendants like chicks and tossed them out.
Then, very tacitly, they withdrew and closed the door—politely even sealing it shut—while silently lighting incense in their hearts for the two princesses.
Inside the room, only four people remained.
Su Hewan rubbed her temples, her head heavy from alcohol, and slowly opened her misty eyes.
She stared at the man in red whose face was dark as iron, his lips twitching violently for a long moment.
Then she hiccupped.
“Hic… Yu Qing, why do I feel like… I’m seeing Shen Jue?” Su Hewan pointed at him, her tone full of confusion.
“Wasn’t he supposed to be standing outside as punishment? How did he end up in a male model shop?”
Yu Qing also turned her head sluggishly, her eyes glazed with drunkenness.
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