"Young Master Leng Yue, please."
He closed the door and finally saw the mysterious woman turn her head through the gap, slowly starting to remove her cloak. Unfortunately, the door was shut from the inside, and he didn't have time to see her face.
Inside the private room, the cloaked woman removed her black cloak, revealing an exquisite face. It was Mo Ruoyan, the courtesan of the Rouge Pavilion.
Yun Xiao didn't know why this woman was looking for her. She had tried to kill her last time, and now she came out to see her again. Her intentions were truly unfathomable.
"Mo Ruoyan, I didn't expect it to be you."
Yun Xiao sneered and sat down on the other side of the private room, her face filled with disdain. Why did this woman want to meet her master?
Wanwan wasn't very clear about the past between Mo Ruoyan and Yun Xiao, nor did she know that this woman was still a famous courtesan of the Rouge Pavilion. She only knew that this woman had ill intentions and thus detested her, wanting to slap her hard the moment she saw her.
"Young Master Leng Yue has indeed come."
Mo Ruoyan was losing confidence. She had drunk three cups of water and was about to leave when this person actually came. It was truly hateful and annoying.
A hint of coldness flashed across Mo Ruoyan's charming and beautiful face. Her fair skin was touched by a frozen gloom.
"Speak, what is it?"
Yun Xiao didn't want to stay with this woman. If she had known it was this person, she wouldn't have come at all. So, curiosity killed the cat. However, since she was here, she wanted to hear what this woman wanted to see her for.
Mo Ruoyan disliked Leng Yue as much as she disliked the woman from last night.
However, at the moment, she needed to find out the relationship between Leng Yue and their master. If their relationship was really good, she could use it.
Perhaps Young Master Leng Yue would deal with the woman who appeared last night out of jealousy. Mo Ruoyan, with her plans, smiled charmingly.
"Young Master Leng Yue, it was my fault that night. I apologize to you."
Yun Xiao remained still, not accepting her apology. It was like a weasel wishing the chicken a Happy New Year, which was exactly Mo Ruoyan's current demeanor – feigning sincerity first, then revealing her true intentions.
"If Miss Mo doesn't speak, I still have matters to attend to."
Yun Xiao pretended to get up. Mo Ruoyan indeed grew anxious and quickly said, "Wait a moment, I have something I want to ask Young Master Leng."
"Speak."
Yun Xiao sat down again. In fact, she had no intention of leaving. She had nothing else to do anyway, so she might as well spar with this woman to pass the time.
"What is Young Master Leng's relationship with our master?"
Mo Ruoyan probed gently. Yun Xiao smiled, elegant and radiant, with an indescribable grace. Mo Ruoyan was stunned, forced to admit that this Leng Yue was indeed exceptionally handsome.
"Friends."
Yun Xiao said with disdain and contempt. She finally understood some of Mo Ruoyan's thoughts. This woman had seen her last night and now wanted to use Leng Yue to deal with her true self.
She probably never dreamed that she was Leng Yue, and Leng Yue was her.
"Do you know if our master has someone they like?"
Mo Ruoyan's eyes flickered, staring intently at Yun Xiao, hoping to see this Young Master Leng angry. If that happened, her plan would succeed. Yun Xiao let out a mocking cold laugh from the corner of her lips.
"What does it matter to me if your master likes someone? Shouldn't Mo Ruoyan be greeting guests at the Rouge Pavilion? Why are you meddling in your master's private affairs? If you are willing, I can be your admirer tonight."
As soon as Yun Xiao finished speaking, Mo Ruoyan's face changed drastically. Her hand condensed, and a cold light appeared, with killing intent enveloping her.
Yun Xiao was not afraid of her at all. Her face turned grim. If it weren't for the fact that this woman could help Murong at the moment, she would have crippled her long ago and allowed her to be so arrogant.
"Miss Mo can try. See if your hand is faster than my poison."
"You dare."
"Don't I dare? Don't I dare!"
Yun Xiao repeated twice, her gaze finally exuding a chilling aura and radiating immense malevolence as she coldly stared at Mo Ruoyan, making her believe.
The Leng Yue before her was capable of anything. It was said that he even dared to slap the Emperor in the face, let alone people like them. If she provoked her, the Rouge Pavilion might be destroyed.
Mo Ruoyan resentfully lowered her hand, finally understanding that coming to find Leng Yue today was simply asking for humiliation; it was her miscalculation. This Leng Yue had a volatile temper and could be used by her.
Thinking this, Mo Ruoyan stood up and said in a deep voice, "Farewell."
Saying that, she led her subordinate, who had been glaring at them from a corner of the private room from beginning to end, and walked out.
Behind them, Yun Xiao still stubbornly asked, "Should I visit Miss Mo Ruoyan tonight?"
In the private room, Wanwan curiously asked, "Master, who is this woman?"
Yun Xiao raised her voice, clear and melodious, "Just a courtesan from a brothel, a plaything for men."
Mo Ruoyan, who had walked several steps outside the private room, stopped, her face turning pale with anger. She desperately suppressed her rage so as not to scream in collapse.
Her subordinate behind her, also a famous courtesan from the Rouge Pavilion, heard these insulting words and her expression changed. She stopped and was about to turn back.
"This person's mouth is too poisonous. Let me go and teach him a good lesson."
"No need. You are no match for him."
Mo Ruoyan finally calmed down, but her delicate and beautiful face had lost its color. She dug her fingers into her flesh to control herself from seeking out that man to settle the score. She turned her head, lowered her black veil, and commanded in a deep voice, "Let's go."
The two headed straight downstairs. In the private room, Wanwan was curiously asking Yun Xiao, "Why would a courtesan from a brothel look for Master?"
Yun Xiao just smiled and remained silent. There were too many involved topics. If she insisted on involving the beautiful Mo, it would involve Murong, and then it would involve Shangguan Lin taking her to a brothel. Therefore, after all this, she didn't want to say anything.
"Wanwan, let's go back."
Yun Xiao said lazily and affectionately, tilting her head onto Wanwan's shoulder. Wanwan knew her master didn't want to talk about it and didn't bother to ask further. She reached out and supported her as they walked out, "Let's go, let's go. Anyway, this woman is too detestable. I really wanted to slap her just now."
Yun Xiao imagined the heavenly beautiful Miss Mo's face with a black and blue mark, thinking it was a good idea. Once Murong regained the throne, she would do just that.
As soon as the two exited the teahouse, Yun Xiao felt the surrounding atmosphere intensify slightly and couldn't help but frown. This was the aura of Meteor. He seemed to have something to report.
And it was not an ordinary matter. This cold and somber aura was completely unlike his usual calm self. Could something big have happened?
Yun Xiao immediately got into the carriage. Meteor was indeed sitting inside the carriage, enveloped in the cold aura of a deep pool. His handsome face was filled with surprise, and dark clouds of gloom hung over it.
"What happened?"
Yun Xiao spoke in a deep voice, her tone urgent and anxious.
Meteor glanced at Wanwan, who was guarding outside, and spoke softly.
"Master, something terrible has happened. I just received news that the Prince is in trouble?"
"In trouble? What kind of trouble?"
Yun Xiao stepped forward, grabbed Meteor's collar, and her face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Her pupils were like a deep pool, and a chilling cold light shot out, as sharp as a sword.