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You Lan opened the door and stepped out of the bridal chamber. She vaguely saw two figures turning out of the garden. She rubbed her eyes and realized that there was nothing left. She didn't think too much and walked towards her room.

"Butler, you can leave."

"Yes."

Zuo Hongfan walked out of the mansion by himself. He could have entered earlier, but he noticed a pair of eyes not far away. If he wasn't mistaken, the owner of those eyes was Leng Feng. Leng Feng had already returned to the palace. There was no reason for him to be at his mansion, but he knew that he was not mistaken. There was only one reason, and that was that his mother had sent him here. It seemed that his mother still favored her. If he were to enter, perhaps his mother would not easily accept Meng Qinglian. Therefore, he chose not to leave.

As he silently walked along the road, the image of Yao Sisi playing around with him like she was a toy for the past month flashed through his mind. He felt a surge of anger in her chest.

"Don't even think of using a beauty to trap this king within the palace."

A gust of wind blew the dust away. The wind stopped. Zuo Hongfan had long since disappeared somewhere, leaving behind only two deep footprints on the ground.

"Great sir, come here!"

Zuo Rulan Fan stood at the entrance of Fragrance Court, dressed in green. Fragrance Court's Mother Zhao had sharp eyes. She immediately walked over and shook the handkerchief in her hand demonically. "Oh, isn't this the Fourth Prince? Isn't this your wedding day? "Why are you here?"

Zuo Rulan Fan pushed Mama Zhao away, "You should know what to say and what not to say." As soon as he finished speaking, he had already entered the room.

Zhao mama's expression froze as she saw Zuo Ruping enter the Fragrance Court. Inwardly, she was elated and immediately chased after her with a laugh. "Of course. I wonder which lady the Fourth Prince will be accompanying today."

Zuo Lifan smirked as he took out a stack of silver notes and casually threw it on the ground. "Bring the new girl here."

Mama Zhao bent over and quickly picked up the silver notes. She put them into her bosom and smiled at Zuo Rulan Fan as she gave her a flirtatious look, "Alright, alright, I'll do it right away." Zuo Ruping turned her face away in disgust, "Don't think that you can find just one to lie to This King."

Of course, Mama Zhao could hear the threats. Although it wasn't that easy to take the money, as long as the money was in her mother's hands, she naturally wouldn't spit it out. She turned to the girl beside her and said, "Xiaolan, bring His Highness upstairs to wait in the private room." Mama Zhao was the first to go upstairs.

Xiao Lan was an average looking maid, but it was obvious that she was very quick-witted. She immediately walked up to the Fourth Prince and respectfully extended her hand. "Your Highness, this way please!"

"Right." Zuo Ruping replied simply. She turned around and glanced at the hall. The pairs of eyes in his eyes made him feel extremely disgusted. He retracted his gaze and quickly caught up with her.

Within the private room, the fragrance of sandalwood wafted in the air. Xiao Lan poured a pot of good Longjing tea for Zuo Rulan Fan, then stood up and left.

Looking out the window at the deep night, he could faintly hear Nightingale's cry. He fretfully pulled out a few leaves from a potted plant on the windowsill and casually threw them out, only to see that she was also like a needle. Her speed was also like that of a flying horse, disappearing into the darkness of the night without being able to see any trace.

"Fourth Prince, I've brought him for you." Mama Zhao's voice broke the silence, at the same time drawing Zuo Rulan Fan's attention to the door.

Behind Mama Zhao stood a woman of about seventeen or eighteen. She had a graceful figure, fair skin, delicate facial features, and a look of fear in her eyes. "Zuo Rulan Fan could tell at a glance that this woman had just recently fallen to this land.

His guess was right. This woman was called "Liu Xi Xin", and she was once a daughter of a rich family. Unfortunately, her father had corrupt her and sent her to jail, so she was sold here as a prostitute. She could have married her beloved cousin in three days, but things had changed overnight.

She had been in Fragrance Court for seven days. At first, she had wanted to use hunger strikes to disobey her mother, but Mama Zhao had threatened her servant Xiaolan. She had no choice but to eat obediently and learn the skill of provoking men from the mama.

She kept showing her awkwardness in order to buy time, but not long ago her mother told her that the Prince had asked her to go. She had long since heard of the Fourth Prince's name, Zuo Rulan. She could be considered a talented person if she followed the flow. However, if she thought about it, she would eventually lose her virginity. She might as well just follow the Fourth Prince.

If she served him well, she might be able to walk out of the Aroma Pavilion. If it wasn't good, she would at least be the prince's woman. Naturally, Mama Zhao wouldn't be so easily humiliated in the future. For the sake of Xiao Lan, and for the sake of finding her young brother in the future, she had no choice but to betray her cousin.

Mother Zhao saw that Zuo Ruping's expression had calmed down and her eyes were fixed. She laughed secretly in her heart, as expected, it was a hero feeling bad for a beauty, and the prince was still not like the others. Her phoenix-like eyes turned, and she smiled as she walked in front of Zuo Rulan, saying, "Fourth Prince, I've brought the anger family over for you, so I won't disturb you any longer."

"This King knows that this is three hundred silver taels. Leave quickly."

Mama Zhao kept the banknotes and thought to herself, "No, this prince is still different from other people. Just his actions are already very straightforward. Those who don't have any money can't even compare to him. Hehe." Mother Zhao naturally knew that she had to leave quickly, but she wasn't at ease with this little girl, so she gave her a warning and stared at her with a smile. "You have to serve the Prince well, and don't embarrass me, or you'll be in trouble." Mother Zhao said the last four words lightly, but it made her heart tremble.

The door closed softly. Other than breathing, the room was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

She had long since forgotten what the mama had taught her. The awkward atmosphere caused her to feel muddleheaded. If there wasn't still a trace of reason left in her, she would have immediately rushed out the door.

Zuo Ran Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip gracefully. She glanced at Xi Xin and thought with a cold smile, "What are you standing there for? Didn't Mama Zhao tell you to serve the guests well?"

"I, I, I …!" She was afraid that Zuo Ran Fan's clear eyes would send a cold wave of air from the bottom of her feet to spread across her entire body. Gritting her teeth, she placed her right hand on her chest, closed her eyes and exerted more strength in her hands. With a tug of strength, the silk shirt slowly slid to the ground, and her hands trembled as she pulled her skirt back to the bottom of her feet.

Her dexterous fingers fiddled with the last shameful undergarment, as if out of nervousness and fear, her graceful hands could not untie it no matter how hard she tried. Her forehead was full of sweat, but her eyes were even more tightly shut. Zuo Hongfan didn't hear her heartfelt reply. He put down the half-drunk cup of tea in his hand and turned around. When he looked at her, he was shocked.

"What are you doing?"

"I, I, your highness, don't be angry. I'll solve it immediately."

Zuo Ruping turned her head and pointed back at the clothes on the ground with one hand as she ordered loudly, "Hurry up and put the clothes on This King!"

She opened her eyes and picked up a piece of clothing to cover her body. She looked at Zuo Rulan Fan's back and felt a bit wronged. "Didn't you tell her to wait on you?"

Zuo Ran Fan originally wanted to save her, but he didn't expect this seemingly pure and flawless woman to take off her clothes so quickly. This made him doubt whether she was new or not, as a girl from a normal family wouldn't want to be a prostitute, much less a lady from a wealthy family.