The death of Yongxing Hou was quite a big deal in the capital, and everyone knew about the young prince's title.

It is really possible that Haitang said this.

Most of the women chatting with Haitang are half a dozen of kilowatts with her, and they are not young anymore. They are all inferior prostitutes in Yancui Building.

I immediately looked at Haitang, who was no longer there with jealous eyes.

Haitang hasn't been so proud of this group of sisters for a long time. She smiled shyly, and her face was covered with powder and fell down, "Oh, you don't know, it's better to be young. That little marquis is so fierce that I can't stand it!"

The sisters immediately became even more jealous when they snatched their veils.

If Chen Yuntang heard this, he would immediately turn black. She was just a girl, how could she have the tools to commit crimes that she couldn't stand?

However, at this time, there was no need to be a black face in Chen Yuntang, and His Highness the Regent turned black first.

Taking a deep breath, His Highness Regent finally suppressed the anger overflowing in his chest.

The next moment, I shook my sleeves and went up to the second floor.

There is a dark pavilion in Yancui Building, which is the place where Chen Sheng and his subordinates meet, and the layout is simple and elegant.

In the dark cabinet, His Highness the Regent asked Qin Tianhua with a stern face.

"What the woman said just now is true?"

Qin Tianhua thought for a while, "This subordinate is not sure, but the woman did go to Jubaoxuan when the little marquis was there, and when she came out... she was still in disheveled..."

Qin Tianhua's words suddenly ignited the anger of His Highness the Regent.

He couldn't help but think about the scene where Chen Yuntang and the vulgar fireworks woman were entangled with each other...

For a moment, a handsome face was so dark that it almost dripped ink.

Qin Tianhua stood aside and shivered because his master was obviously showing his emotions.

He thought about it and didn't think about why the master was angry.

Qin Tianhua opened his mouth, and before he could spit out his voice, he heard His Highness the Regent whispering with anger, "Go out!"

Qin Tianhua had no choice but to clasp his fists at the master and slip out in shame to guard the door.

His Highness the Regent felt an unstoppable feeling of depression, which felt like he was betrayed by someone he loved deeply.

That day in the Imperial Study Room, didn’t the child react in front of him? Why would he be interested in women?

What made him most hateful was that this kid was not picky, even the prostitute who was so beautiful that he could do as he could, and he was once a breeze!

The jade ring wrapped around his thumb was about to be broken by His Royal Highness Regent himself.

In the end, he couldn't help but slapped the small table next to him with anger. Now, the priceless jade ring was really broken.

If Chen Yuntang saw this scene, she would definitely feel sorry for the ring. She was too short of money now.

Chen Yuntang didn't know about the emotions of the older single male regent.

She had already returned to Yongxing Marquis' Mansion at this time.

After going to Fushou Hall to see the old lady, Chen Yuntang returned to Xiaofengju.

After entering the flower hall and bypassing the screen, Bai Mei came over.

Chen Yuntang stood and Bai Mei untied her cloak. Bai Mei accidentally touched her master's cold hands and was surprised.

"Mr. Marquis, why are your hands so cold?"

Chen Yuntang didn't take it much, "It might be that he was blown by the wind just now."

After all, it is already late autumn, and the weather in Yanjing City is getting colder and colder.

After hearing Bai Mei's words, Wing Chun quickly came up and touched her hand. It was indeed as cold as iron.

"Mr. Marquis, wait, I have someone make a hand stove for you." After that, he quickly walked out.

After a while, Wing Chun brought in a delicate filigree copper hand stove.

Seeing that there was no one in the flower hall, Wing Chun hurriedly asked the little maid on duty, "Where is the marquis?"

"Go back to Sister Wing Chun, the Marquis went to the study and said he was in a hurry to deal with something."

Wing Chun frowned and hurriedly rushed to Xiaofengju's small study with her hand stove.

Bai Mei was guarding the door of the study room outside. When she saw her sister coming over, she stood up.

"The Marquis is inside?"

Bai Mei put down the embroidery work in her hand, "Chen Shao has just arrived and brought people to the Marquis' study room. The Marquis is reading the account book in the study room."

Wing Chun looked at the inner room with concern, "You go to the kitchen to stew a bowl of bird's nest with your own hands. I see that the Marquis's face is not very good."

After giving Bai Mei the instructions, Yongchun entered the study with her hand stove.

Chen Yuntang heard the footsteps and just glanced at him, then lowered his head again.

Wing Chun was worried that she would be in trouble, "Mr. Marquis, I have been out for half a day today, so let's take a break!"

As he said that, he put the hand stove on Chen Yuntang's table.

Chen Yuntang shook his hand, "No, I'll finish reading these first."

Jubaoxuan’s account book must be clarified as soon as possible before her plan can be implemented.

As for the next step of work, she had already ordered Changshou to do it secretly. Whether or not she succeeded depends on Changshou's ability.

Wing Chun couldn't persuade her, so she had to stay aside and serve her tea and water in person.

Chen Yuntang stopped to use the snacks halfway through the way, and then stayed busy until the third day of the day.

After reading the last page and calculating Jubaoxuan's profits and losses, Chen Yuntang stood up from behind the desk with his sour eyes.

I don’t know if it got too hard. After this movement, my mind suddenly became dizzy and the pain of the falling arises from the lower abdomen.

Chen Yuntang fell back into the chair again. Fortunately, the carved wooden chair was behind him. Otherwise, if he fell to the ground, it would be very light.

Wing Chun, who came in with tea, happened to see this scene, and her face changed so much that she was frightened.

He walked a few steps to Chen Yuntang, put down the teacup, and helped the master to ask worriedly, "Mr. Marquis, what's wrong with you? But where is it uncomfortable?"

Chen Yuntang was sick and fell down. She had a book to look at it before and was distracted. She hadn't realized that she was physically uncomfortable. Now that she had finished her work and relaxed, she felt like she had been invaded by a virus and felt uncomfortable everywhere on her body.

"Somewhat dizzy." Chen Yuntang said weakly with a hoarse voice.

Wing Chun reached out and placed her on Shen Yuntang's forehead, and the burning heat made her tense up.

She could have some magical skills, but Chen Yuntang clearly had a high fever.

She quickly asked the little maid to call Bai Mei.

Together, the two carried Chen Yuntang to the Arhat bed in the inner room.

Bai Mei came back to clean up the desk for Chen Yuntang. After glanced at her, she saw the plain brocade cushions on the carved wooden chairs with dark red...

Bai Mei's heart skipped a beat. She looked around carefully. When she saw that there was no little maid on duty in the study, she breathed a sigh of relief as if she was exhausted.

She hurriedly approached and looked at the blood on the brocade mat carefully. In less than a second, she was sure it was Aoi Shui...

She quickly wrapped the brocade mat, found a quick cloth to wrap it up, held it in her hand, and threw it into the brazier, staring at the mat burning with her own eyes.

Seeing that the blood-stained brocade mat burned into ashes, Bai Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!