Chapter 27: Bros are Professionals!
In the end, the door of opportunity always opens for the worthy.
Everyone glanced at Luzhu, then at Ye Ning, suppressing their envy and congratulating him one after another.
“Congratulations, Lord Ye!”
“Congratulations, Brother Ye!”
“Today, with the completion of this town and country poem, and being invited by a beauty, it will surely become a legendary tale for generations to come!”
The congratulations from the crowd brought a smile to Ye Ning’s lips.
You think I’m heading to a land of tenderness.
You’re wrong. Bro’s heading to the execution ground!
“I’ll go up first.”
Ye Ning didn’t forget what he was striving for. After nodding to Liu Sanyuan, he went straight up.
To him, Xiao Qianqian wasn’t a seductive beauty but an executioner who could send him to his death.
Woman, I advise you not to underestimate me!
You really have to kill me…
“Brother Ye, please.” Liu Sanyuan quickly bowed.
There was a playful look in his eyes.
As it turned out, everyone had underestimated Ye Ning.
The person upstairs might be quite shocked by now.
Things suddenly became interesting.
Before this, Liu Sanyuan thought it was just a simple test, but now, he felt that for Xiao Qianqian, it might not be just a test either.
Women tempt men. That’s reasonable.
But conversely, outstanding men also attracted women.
Look at the courtesans in the Spring Wind Pavilion, they were all like crazy.
Ye Ning just needed to beckon, and they would probably rush to his bed…
Could Xiao Qianqian resist such a man?
Who was testing whom?
Ye Ning, of course, didn’t know about Liu Sanyuan’s twisted sense of humor. At this moment, under everyone’s gaze, he walked towards the top floor.
Passing by the attic where the eight leading courtesans resided, the eight equally stunning beauties all followed Ye Ning with their eyes.
When Ye Ning entered the room, they reluctantly withdrew their gazes.
Then, inadvertently, their eyes met.
Both could see hostility in each other’s eyes.
“Little slut, do you also want to compete for Lord Ye with me?”
“Do you even qualify? You’re only fit to be a chambermaid!”
Their eyes were blazing, and the smell of a battlefield emanated.
“What’s the point of competing? If Lord Ye enters her room, what does it have to do with us, sisters?”
At this moment, a courtesan said softly.
The women suddenly woke up to this fact.
For a moment, their hearts were filled with bitterness.
The person upstairs was like a great demon king, making them lose even the courage to compare.
“Alas, how unfortunate.”
Some sensitive souls burst into tears again.
After encountering such a man, how could they still look at other men?
Truly, “a thousand knots in the heart, with no place to complain.”
“Spread the word, we’re not receiving guests tonight.”
The eight leading courtesans collectively decided to take a break.
This left the lecherous men below confused and disappointed.
What’s it to you if Ye Ning goes to see Miss Xiao? Can’t you have some professional ethics?
Back to the point.
Until the moment Ye Ning entered the room, he was still pondering how he should proceed.
First and foremost, he needed to be clear that he was seeking death with all his heart. Any beauty was just a skeleton covered in makeup. When he became the Heavenly Emperor, he could have whatever he wanted.
He must not forget his original intention. No matter what the enemy looked like, he must not lose himself.
With this minimum goal in mind, things became easier.
Wanting to die wasn’t false, but how to die was still a problem.
Liu Sanyuan said that Xiao Qianqian was the mistress of a big shot. It was definitely a death sentence for an ordinary person to have desires on her.
But Ye Ning thought that he was not an ordinary person now.
With such great fame and accidentally showing such outstanding talent, if he just had simple desires, the big shot behind Xiao Qianqian might not necessarily kill him.
Therefore, he could only resort to drastic measures.
Physical contact?
Necessary!
He had to make people believe that he had given Xiao Qianqian a solid reason to suspect him of infidelity.
Only then could he provoke her murderous intent.
Ye Ning was well aware that for a man, being cuckolded was the greatest humiliation.
The bigger the big shot, the less they could bear such humiliation.
But the problem was, how far should he go?
If he just held hands or kissed, that counted. Then what else counted… how far should he go?
If he directly went there…
Wouldn’t that be too much of a loss?
He was the future Heavenly Emperor and a time traveler. He couldn’t let just any woman touch his body!
Just as his thoughts were shifting, he entered the room.
As soon as he entered, all his thoughts came to a halt.
Turns out, he didn’t see Xiao Qianqian at all.
All he could see was a white curtain…
The curtain obscured his view, and he could only vaguely see a graceful figure. The green silk was like a waterfall, and the robe was like clouds. The posture of sitting while playing the zither was slightly lazy, yet between movement and stillness, there was a serene and gentle demeanor.
I thought too much!
Ye Ning’s gaze became serious.
Understood, this woman has not been completely conquered by me yet!
The way the eight leading courtesans looked at Ye Ning gave him a misconception.
It made him instinctively think that Xiao Qianqian was the same as the eight leading courtesans.
But this one curtain showed him otherwise.
Xiao Qianqian had not been moved, or rather, she had not been moved enough.
This woman was indeed extraordinary!
Compared to the flashy women outside, the difficulty level was much higher.
But Ye Ning wasn’t worried. It just meant he had to go through more twists and turns.
Being reckless, bro’s a professional.
Seducing women, bro’s got plenty of tricks!
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While Ye Ning’s mindset was shifting and he was starting a “confrontation” with Xiao Qianqian, Liu Sanyuan had already hurriedly left the Spring Wind Pavilion.
He carried the town and country poem with him, filled with joy.
This was a family heirloom!
He must take it back and cherish it.
But his path was blocked.
Luzhu leaned against the wall, her tender white hand extended, smiling.
“Master Liu, my mistress wants this poem.”