Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 195: The Hidden Agenda of the Courtesan

When Helián Shèng spoke, not only did the courtesan turn her head, but even the steward and guests in the elegant "拾" room were also surprised.

Someone recognized Helián Shèng and couldn't help but cup their fists and ask, "So it's Captain Helián from the Divine Strategy Army. May I ask what you mean by these words?"

Helián Shèng cupped his fists in return and replied, "To be honest, I once studied martial arts and literature in the Autumn Palace of Fúlóng Mountain in the Ancestral Dragon's Land. I had a mentor named Xīn Hùi Zhuó, who possessed extraordinary talent and extensive knowledge. Not only did he write this poem, but he also wrote the widely circulated "Water Melody" and "Pipa Song" in the capital.

I am not talented, but I cannot allow others to steal my mentor's poems!"

The hall fell silent for a moment. Although good poems and lyrics were rare, everyone was in high spirits. Why cause trouble over who wrote them? Was the author really that important?

Xīn Zhuó sighed softly. His seeds had grown well and sprouted. Helián Shèng and the others had not taught in vain. But who could have known that their paths would cross again in the capital, after going from bandits to aristocrats? The world was small indeed.

Moreover, it was a bit embarrassing for someone else to gain fame on his behalf.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man in front of the elegant "拾" room smiled and asked, "I wonder where your teacher is?"

Helián Shèng replied, "Where my teacher is doesn't matter. What matters is that this poem needs to be properly attributed. That's all. I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked back. He casually looked up and happened to meet Xin Zhuó's eyes. He was momentarily stunned, and then his body trembled slightly. Cupping his fists, he exclaimed, "Ah! Master Xīn! You're here too?"

"Shua—" Everyone in the hall turned their heads.

Jiāng Yùguī, Sòng Rúqīng, and the other young gentlemen turned back, blinking in confusion.

Even Xióngzhǎng looked at his own son with puzzlement. The mentor of the Divine Strategy Army Captain? The one who possessed extensive knowledge and extraordinary talent?

Xin Zhuó hesitated, suddenly unsure how to respond. Yes, it was him. He had taken on another identity and come to the capital to have some fun, coincidentally encountering them at the brothel.

"Master Xīn!"

Lǐ Xīyuè also ran out from the private room on the first floor, looking up with joy and surprise. "When did you arrive, Master? You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she glanced at Jiāng Yùguī and the others and vaguely guessed that "Master Xīn" was indeed the Crown Prince of the Western Qín County of the Jiāng family.

Jǐ Cúnxì and Zōng Língxī exchanged a glance, feeling somewhat awkward. They didn't want to reveal themselves in public, especially since they didn't have a deep relationship with Xin Zhuó and his teacher.

"Oh?" Suddenly, a tall and composed young man walked out of the elegant "拾" room across from them. His eyes emitted a dazzling light as he said, "So the Crown Prince Jiāng is the mentor of Captain Helián from the Divine Strategy Army. I never expected the Crown Prince to be so talented. I am Lǚ Jiǔ!"

It seemed that it was time to make a statement.

Xin Zhuó stood up, about to speak, when suddenly the courtesan from across the room appeared out of nowhere with a wine jug and cups in hand. She gracefully flew over to the second-floor railing, lightly bowing and exuding a unique charm.

"So it was the young master who wrote this poem. The young master and I are destined to meet. Allow me to offer you a drink!"

Her actions were flawless, dispelling any misunderstandings. The combination of a talented man and a beautiful woman was always a delightful sight.

Immersed in the thought of Jiāng Yùqīng being Xin Zhuó, possessing extraordinary talent and extensive knowledge, Jiāng Yùguī and the others couldn't help but throw away everything else and look up with envy.

However, the expression on Xin Zhuó's face suddenly disappeared bit by bit.

He sensed a hint of killing intent hidden in the courtesan's eyes, which seemed as if they could smile. Moreover, this woman's realm was unfathomable, even emitting a similar aura to that of a cicada's discarded shell.

A Half-step Grand Great Master?

She frequently observed him while dancing with a sword...

Even if Helián Shèng hadn't mentioned the author of the poem, she would have found an opportunity to get close after playing the guzheng, right?

Was this a trap?

In the capital, the Jiāng family had been in business for several hundred years. Was there someone who dared to do such a thing?

"Young master, please drink this cup."

The courtesan, with her intoxicating floral fragrance, approached and looked at him with eyes like flowing waves, smiling gently.

At this moment, everyone was watching this scene. Even Helián Shèng and the others didn't immediately rush up to acknowledge each other. After all, who would want to ruin such a beautiful moment between a talented man and a beautiful woman?

Everything is fine!

Xin Zhuo smiled and took the wine glass, quietly touched it with his index finger, and studied the "xxxx" medical skills for a long time. His entire body's meridians were reconstructed by "xxxx," and he had been practicing for a long time when he was being chased by the martial arts world. He immediately sensed that there was a strange poison in the wine.

A master with a potent poison!

He looked up at the courtesan who was close by, and saw a murderous intent in her eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously glanced around and suddenly noticed dozens of figures lurking here, some of which had familiar auras.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

Indeed, there were people stationed at home!

The courtesan! Strolling in the flower house during the day! She happened to come here!

It seems that Jiang Yugui, Song Ruqing, and others have also fallen into the trap.

"Young master, why aren't you drinking? Do you think the wine is cheap?" The courtesan approached with a flirtatious look on her face.

"What do you want?"

Xiong Zhang seemed to sense that something was wrong and quickly approached his young master. He had followed him here to act as a bodyguard.

Xin Zhuo felt a sense of boredom and casually threw the wine glass away, turning around to leave. "Capture them! Capture Song Ruqing, Jiang Yugui, and all the suspicious people in the building!"

This sentence was truly earth-shattering!

Jiang Yugui and the others, as well as the guests in the building, were momentarily confused.

The courtesan's face changed, and a cold light suddenly flew out from her clothes, carrying an extremely sharp and fierce aura, heading straight for Xin Zhuo's back.

A life-saving soldier!

At this moment, three more cold lights flew from a distance at an even faster speed, instantly causing the corridor and elegant rooms to explode, intercepting the courtesan's life-saving soldier.

"Boom!"

The place shattered, and wine, wood chips, and curtains flew everywhere.

The courtesan was violently thrown out of the elegant room.

Jiang Yugui, Song Ruqing, and others, as well as a group of sisters, were also thrown back and fell to the ground.

The nearest and unsuspecting Xiong Zhang would have been affected, facing certain death, but his young master quickly grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards a distant corridor.

More than ten Jiang family experts had already surrounded them from a distance. The leader was a messy-bearded man whom Xin Zhuo did not recognize, but his aura was extremely powerful. He cupped his fists and greeted, "Has the young master been startled?"

Xin Zhuo coldly glanced at him and remained silent.

The man forced a smile and led the way, "Please follow me, young master. The back door has already arranged a carriage!"

The group hurriedly descended the corridor and opened a side door. As expected, there was a luxurious carriage waiting at the back door, surrounded by dozens of experts, guarding the surroundings.

Xin Zhuo pulled Xiong Zhang into the carriage and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiong Zhang was dizzy and disoriented for a while, but now she understood that the situation was targeted at the young master. She had been the closest just now, and in that deadly situation, no one cared about her anymore. Although she had reached the small Grandmaster realm, she was still considered a master, but her experience in fighting was almost zero. Under the attack of the four Half-step Grand Great Masters, she would undoubtedly die.

She also thought of the young master's powerful hands just now. Despite hating the Jiang family, she felt a complex feeling in her heart. The feeling of being ignored by thousands of people, being as worthless as a leaf, but being cared about by the young master, made her feel a sense of security that she had never experienced before.

How long had it been since anyone cared about her life or death?

At this moment, the young master reached out and pinched her pointed ear, playing with it. She instinctively leaned closer, snuggling against the young master's legs like a little cat, feeling an unprecedented sense of security in her heart.

"Boom boom boom..."

The carriage had already set off, and in the distance, there was a loud noise and the panicked screams of the crowd coming from the "Xingyun Building."

"Have Jiang Yugui and Song Ruqing been brought out?"

Xin Zhuo closed his eyes, pinching the maidservant's ear, and asked.

"They have been brought out!" someone outside answered.

"Very well! Bring them here!"

(End of this chapter)