Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

Chapter 572 Taking risks
Of course, it's not all just fun discussions, there's also talk about skin and hatred.

As the Xia He cocktail party was approaching, the noblemen of Qinhuai had all prepared their money, ready to bid for Zhihua on the same day. There was even a young man who had finally convinced his family to agree to redeem Zhihua, but he did not expect to be snatched away by someone a few days before the Xia He cocktail party.

If it was on the day of Xiahe cocktail party, it would be fine to defeat them with money.

There were some young men who were sour because they couldn't eat the grapes. They immediately murmured in their hearts that it was the Duke of Anguo who used power to force Huaxianglou to hand over Miss Zhihua.

But no matter what, the fact has already happened, and they can only watch Chen Mo and Zhi Hua board the Tingxuan Tower's ship.

It was not yet noon, and not yet time for drinking and eating, but almost all the private rooms in Tingxuan Building were occupied, drinking tea and chatting.

Tingxuan Tower is a place for the powerful and wealthy to make friends and chat. It focuses on elegance and quietness. The interior is not luxurious, but rather quite simple, giving a feeling of returning to nature. The hall on the first floor is spacious and quiet, with the air filled with slight scents of fragrance.

Qin Hao, the boss behind Tingxuan Pavilion, was originally entertaining a few friends on the second floor. When he heard his subordinates report that Duke Anguo had arrived, he hurried forward to greet him and bowed, "I greet Duke Anguo. Miss Zhihua is the host today, but she didn't tell me that Duke Anguo would be coming. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Duke Anguo, please go upstairs."

"Mr. Qin, the private room I booked is downstairs." Zhihua said.

The private rooms in Tingxuan Pavilion are always in short supply, and the seats upstairs are better than those downstairs. With Zhao Ping's ability, it would be impossible for him to get a good seat in Tingxuan Pavilion unless he made an appointment several months in advance.

Zhao Ping didn't know whether Chen Mo would show up, so naturally he couldn't tell Qin Hao that the guest of the banquet was Chen Mo.

Qin Hao laughed out loud and said, "The place downstairs doesn't fit the identity of Duke Anguo."

Then he looked at Chen Mo and said, "Duke Anguo, please come up."

"Since Mr. Qin is so sincere, let's go upstairs." Chen Mo glanced at Zhihua and said with a smile.

Qin Hao's face turned red. Duke Anguo's words meant that he accepted his goodwill.

Zhihua bowed to Qin Hao.

Immediately, the two of them went up the stairs under the guidance of Qin Hao, stopped at the private room on the top floor of the ship, and opened the door.

This private room was specially reserved by Qin Hao and is not for sale to the public because he is worried that some important person might come to Tingxuan Pavilion and there would be no seats available.

I just happened to use it today.

After bringing the two to the place, Qin Hao withdrew.

If I stay by his side any longer, it would be very inconsiderate.

The room was filled with the aroma of incense, and was equipped with a tea table, chess table, desk, etc. There was also a low wooden bed on the inside.

After Qin Hao left, Zhihua had already taken off the veil on her face. The moment she saw the wooden bed, a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Duke Anguo, please take a seat." Zhihua invited Chen Mo to sit down in front of the tea table.

Chen Mo was not at all restrained and sat down very easily.

Zhihua sat down next to Chen Mo's right hand.

On the tea table there was a pot of hot water and this year's new tea.

This is the rule of Tingxuan Building. Regardless of whether there is someone in the private room or not, the staff will come to change the hot water every half an hour.

As the most famous courtesan in the brothel, Zhihua is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, her skill in making tea is also top-notch.

Brew the pot, place the tea, warm the cup, and pour it in high pressure.
Every step is taken very seriously.

While Zhihua was brewing tea, Chen Mo looked at her face without hiding anything. As the most popular courtesan of Huaxianglou this year, she was extremely beautiful, with a high nose bridge, charming red lips, jade-like white skin, and eyebrows as thin as silk.

The delicate movement of brewing tea added a touch of beauty to her.

"Duke Anguo, is there anything dirty on my face?" Zhihua's face turned redder, as if she had noticed Chen Mo's gaze.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"What is Duke Anguo looking at?"

"Look at the beauty."

"Ah?" Zhihua's cheeks turned red and she almost spilled the tea in front of her because of shyness.

Before she could speak, Chen Mo continued, "Jiangnan is indeed full of beauties, but in front of Zhihua, they are nothing."

Zhihua's cheeks were red as if water was about to drip out, just like the girl next door. She was too shy to look at Chen Mo and stammered, "Duke Anguo, you are joking. How can a humble slave compare to those noble ladies?"

Chen Mo said: "It's not your fault that you were born in a humble family. Miss Zhihua, why should you belittle yourself? Besides, I never joked."

"It is my honor to be noticed by Duke Anguo."

As she spoke, Zhihua also brewed the tea, then poured a cup for Chen Mo and handed it to him with both hands: "Duke Anguo, please have some tea."

Chen Mo took it with both hands, nodded with a smile, and then gently lifted the teacup to his mouth with both hands. This is a very standard tea etiquette.

The sleeves of the robe Chen Mo wore were quite wide, and when he drank tea, the process of the tea entering his mouth was completely blocked.

"Good tea." Chen Mo sipped his lips and said.

Zhihua filled Chen Mo's glass again and continued, "The horse was frightened and ran wild on the street. If it weren't for the help of the Duke of Anguo, I really don't know what would have happened. There were so many people at that time, and I didn't thank the Duke of Anguo properly. Today, I invite the Duke of Anguo to a banquet to make up for the guilt in my heart."

After saying that, he bowed to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo helped Zhihua up and said with a smile, "It's just a small favor, no need to be polite."

Zhihua shook her head: "For Duke Anguo, this is just a piece of cake, but for me, it is a life-saving favor."

After that, she knelt down in front of Chen Mo and said softly, "If the Duke of Anguo does not mind my humble origins, I am willing to be a slave for life and serve the Duke of Anguo."

Chen Mo looked at Zhi Hua who was bowing her head in front of him with his eyes lowered, wondering in his heart, is it true that the other party was acting this out just to get close to him and achieve a class leap?

"Could it be that there is poison in the body?" Chen Mo suddenly thought in an abstract way.

After all, this kind of thing is not impossible.

There are many people in this world who want to kill him.

But Zhihua, who appeared in front of him at this moment, was too strange.

However, in order to find out what she was up to, Chen Mo decided to negotiate with her again: "It's just a small matter, Miss Zhihua, there's no need to do this. If you really want to thank me, just dance with the sword for me."

Zhihua was startled, and then her hands hanging below her body tightened slightly. She then raised her head and said, "I know a little bit about chess, music, calligraphy and painting, but I am still a little clumsy in sword dancing. However, since Duke Anguo wants to watch, I will show my ugliness."

Naturally, there are swords in this private room.

(End of this chapter)