“Ahem! Ahem… I’m afraid you have to queue up for several years if you intend to kill Xiao Chen,” Fang Zicheng looked at Jing Yue beamingly, “Because I also want to kill him before you do.”

“… Why?” Glaring at Fang Zicheng, Jing Yue asked.

“He is so lunatic that he orders me, such a handsome man, to assist him in handling accounts!” Fang Zicheng replied smilingly. Jing Yue felt a chill through her spine and shook her body—what a horrible smile!

“So… what are you doing here?” Fang Zicheng asked with a frown, as he blinked his eyes and looked at Jing Yue as well as Xing Er.

“You don’t need to know…” Jing Yue sat aside with decadent sentiments and frowned, seemingly sunk into contemplation. When Fang Zicheng turned his gaze towards Xing Er, Xing Er looked at him serenely and calmly in turn, without the slightest intention of saying a word.

“Tell me about it. Probably I can give you some advice.” Fang Zicheng said as he sat down, too.

“Forget it! Now it’s nearly dark. I’d better talk with Xiao Chen when he is back.” Jing Yue stood up and stared at Fang Zicheng with a quite rueful look, “You didn’t tell me that you are the manager of Delectable Delicacies Chamber. Tell me, are you the one who gives this ring to me?”

“This… this is the intention of the Ninth Lord. He said you preferred the dishes of Delectable Delicacies Chamber, so he gives you the privilege to be served  whenever you want to eat here.” Seeing Jing Yue take out the ring, Fang Zicheng wiped the sweat from his forehead secretly and said.

“Humph! It doesn’t surprise me at all!” Jing Yue said, as she pouted her mouth with dissatisfaction and withdrew her hands quietly, “Well, I’m going home!”

“Ahem! Ahem… mind how you go.” Staring at the back of Jing Yue, Fang Zicheng sighed –—he should have told her earlier if he had known that the result would be like this.

Jing Yue kept depressed all the way to the mansion. Xing Er was a bit concerned when he saw Jing Yue in that mood, “Your Highness, what master did is all for your sake. I wish that you wouldn’t blame him.” As Xing Er finished, Jing Yue stared at him in astonishment, with her eyes blinking.

“Master… just doesn’t know what he can do for you… so he…” Stared by Jing Yue, Xing Er became incoherent and remained tongue-tied for a good while. However, Jing Yue didn’t give any response but simply kept fixing her eyes on him.

Blushing gradually, Xing Er glanced at Jing Yue very stiffly and primly but didn’t know what to say.

“Do you know where to find a brothel?” asked Jing Yue abruptly.

“What?” Xing Er asked with a look of confusion.

“Ahem! Ahem…do you know where to find a place for entertainment in the Imperial City?” Giving a cough, Jing Yue decided to put it in a more implicit way after weighing the words secretly in her heart.

“Your Highness…Why do you ask that?” His face turning red slightly, Xing Er asked.

“What else can I do? It’s obvious that I’m going there for pleasure!” Jing Yue replied boldly in a serious tone.

While Jing Yue was standing at the so called brothel in ancient times, the look of Xing Er became as black as charcoal. He almost pictured in his mind how miserably he would die–If it were known by master, my fate would be…

“Oh! What a hot spot!” Wearing an embroidered black robe and a hairdo crown, Jing Yue looked like a young man at first glance, but her feminine features would be easily exposed with careful examination. In fact, Jing Yue hadn’t planned to disguise herself as a man. But after a while of psychological struggle, she decided that it was better to be in disguise since she came to this kind of place.

If she simply wore female dresses, it might go a bit too far!