The people in the audience didn't have the same thoughts as the prince. They just wanted to watch a song and dance and a performance. However, the performance wasn't as good as the song and dance. The music was too high to be popular.
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The zither was clear and melodious. I couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, are they your people now?"
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Prince Yue looked very angry. Even though he was wearing a thick iron mask, I could see that his brows were knitted together. He didn't seem to want to be questioned, but he still answered awkwardly, "I don't know."
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"Aren't you the master of the girls here? How can you not know? "
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This question really made him angry. He said, "This Prince has many properties. Naturally, I can't take care of everything. Moreover, in your eyes, this Prince is such a lecherous person? Do I have to spend day and night in the brothel to fit your image? "
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I hurriedly waved my hands, "I don't dare, I don't dare." I didn't dare on the surface, but in my heart, I dared.
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Every time our conversation ended with him being arrogant and me surrendering. However, this wasn't a serious ending. We were always in a deadlock for a long time before giving up. This time was no exception.
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Thanks to the clamor outside, our attention was quickly drawn to it. I let out a long sigh and asked the prince with bright eyes, "Shall we take a look?"
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The Prince of Yue's beautiful eyes, which could only be seen under the mask, sized me up from my eyebrows to my knees. His gaze was extremely cold. I felt as if I was being cut into pieces by his gaze. Cold air crept up from my spine to my head. I sat there like a block of wood, not daring to move. My body was so cold that even the strands of my hair could be frozen.
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After torturing me for a long time, Prince Yue finally opened his mouth, "Then let's take a look."
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I finally exhaled all the foul air in my mouth. I didn't dare to breathe in, but I exhaled all of it.
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The noise downstairs grew louder and louder. I could vaguely hear the sound of jade colliding. I hurriedly leaned against the railing. Less than half an inch away from my face was the golden silk cloth.
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I took a closer look and saw that the downstairs was already in chaos. The dancers and zither girls were waiting on the beautiful woman playing the guzheng. The beautiful woman's long, shapely eyebrows were furrowed. She looked very angry, but her voice was as pleasant as Huang Tong 'er's. "What is the meaning of this?"
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The exquisite wooden carving table is sprinkled with gold and silver. It is interesting that the dancer doesn't rob the benefactor.
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The beautiful zither player spoke to the Earth Room, and the person in the Earth Room replied, "What do you mean? I'm just asking you to get out of here and get that dancer up here! "
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The beauty lied without a second thought. She had the calmness of a mountain and flowing water. She said, "It's really unfortunate. Just now, the little sister twisted her ankle when she was dancing. Everyone saw it just now. The little sister was helped off the stage by the servant."
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"I am the benefactor. I came here to spend money to have fun. Now I want to see the dancer dance. Hurry up and call her up here."
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The beauty was not an ordinary beauty. Despite the howling wind, she walked leisurely in the courtyard. She stepped forward and bowed, and softly said, "Sir wants to see a dance. We have many beautiful women in our building who are good at dancing. As for that little sister, you can see with your own eyes that when she was being supported by others, she was in so much pain that she almost fainted. Her body is unwell, so she naturally does not dare to dance. I hope this sir can understand."
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"Grandpa is not a great philanthropist who builds bridges and paves roads. Why should I understand?"
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The beautiful woman stood up gracefully and asked, "What does the benefactor want?"
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The man said with a loud voice, "If you want to make me satisfied, there are other ways. You can dance for her."
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"My daughter only knows how to play the zither. She doesn't know how to dance."
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"Then call someone who knows how to dance."
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On the stage, I was happy because of the beauty and angry because I was being undermined. Inadvertently, I took a glance and discovered that a masked man in black had appeared in the room at some point. He was kneeling in front of the Prince of Yue, waiting for his orders.
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Yue Wangye seemed to have finished his instructions. He cupped his fists towards Yue Wangye and then disappeared with a whoosh.
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My eyesight was good, so I could faintly see a black shadow run out of the door. His speed was so fast that I was speechless. I sighed and said, "Your Highness has so many capable people. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
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The prince leisurely took a sip of tea. It was difficult for the iron mask to pass tea through. "What do you mean?"
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I excitedly said, "That person just now, I am afraid he is a one in a million master of qinggong."
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When he heard this, he was happy. His eyes curved and his red lips curved. The two arcs were very beautiful. But I didn't quite understand. "What is your Highness so happy about? Could it be that your bodyguard didn't disappear because of qinggong? "
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The prince became serious. "Of course not."
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I am all ears.
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"He was just walking on the tips of his toes," the prince leisurely said, "and he walked faster than ordinary people."
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He looked serious as he said some flirtatious words. I could only swallow my bitterness. What should I do? My own words, my own sins. But I was also angry. He really was a narrow-minded prince. He remembered a sentence for so long just to tease me. Did he have nothing better to do?
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On the stage, Mother Zheng was publicly humiliated. She lightly bit her lower lip and was about to cry. Her eyes were clear and limpid. What a scene of spring. The surrounding guests didn't speak up for her. Perhaps they were all waiting for a good show. In their eyes, weren't women just entertainers?
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Seeing this, I really felt sad and helpless. Under this extremely sad mood, there was also a bit of excitement. This bit of emotion was like the stench of feces in a room of orchids. It was easy for me to detect, and it made me naturally feel disgusted.
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I really am a vulgar person.
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At this time, a crisp voice suddenly sounded out. "Wait."
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Everyone in the hall and I looked in the direction of the voice. We saw that the girl who had previously danced was fully dressed. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and she stood below the stage with a smile. She saw that the surrounding people's eyes were attracted to her. She very generously bent her body and bowed. When she raised her eyes, there was a kind of flirtatious charm. She directly stunned the surrounding men.
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She was pointed at by everyone's eyes, but she was still calm and composed. In a clear voice, she said, "Just now, this little girl was not feeling well and left the stage midway. I am very sorry to spoil the audience's mood. Since the audience has called for me to appear, how can this little girl not comply? "
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"Good!" I didn't know where the cheers came from.
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"Dance! Hurry up and dance ~ "I didn't know where the cheers came from.
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I was keenly aware of the treacherous atmosphere around me. The noble prince sitting next to me pursed his lips into a thin line, and there was a knife in his eyes. If he was said to be as gentle as water and as smooth as jade before, then he was now like an ice cube frozen in a water tank outside of the Cold Winter Solstice, the kind that even a hammer wouldn't be able to break.
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On the side, I awkwardly explained, "After all, this is a brothel. A brothel should have a bit of the appearance of a brothel. Even if the prince's interests are elegant, he should still have a bit of the mundane world, right?"
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Prince Yue coldly glared at me, and I quickly shut my mouth.
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The gorgeous dancer downstairs was probably a natural pillar of the stage. She didn't care about the men's wanton teasing. She raised her snow-white arm, and the outer garment was very obediently thrown away. I watched as the large flowery sleeves light purple gauze garment landed on the face of a middle-aged scholar on the first floor. The scholar picked up the garment and sniffed it. He couldn't close his mouth, and three strands of sticky saliva flowed out.
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I was so disgusted that I wanted to vomit, but there was only a pitiful piece of osmanthus cake in my stomach. My stomach spasmed a few times, but in the end I didn't vomit.
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The dancer swung her hair, twisted her waist, and looked around. She was as flirtatious as a fox. Even if I knew she was an enemy and not a friend, I couldn't help but praise and sigh.
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While I was sighing, the dancer didn't give me another chance. She was also very diligent. She was actually able to pull out a three foot long silver sword from her close-fitting clothes. In the blink of an eye, the tenderness in her eyes disappeared. She angrily raised her head, and turned her face to me. The killing intent in her eyes seemed to be directed at me.
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The dancer pulled on the hanging silk banner and danced faster and faster. The tip of the sword was pointed at the sky number one. I hurriedly dodged to the side, but the prince pulled me away and took advantage of the situation to attack. A pair of bare hands met the other party's sharp weapon. My heart jumped as I watched, but this person didn't seem to care at all.
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Prince Yue's speed was fast, but this naked dancer wasn't slow either. Could it be because she didn't have any burdens, and her figure was light?
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Wang Ye first used his left palm to avoid her sword, and then his right palm smashed down on her shoulder. Her shoulder was as white as snow and bare fruit (the third sound of Tongluo, harmony), but he did not show any tenderness for the fairer sex.
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The dancer turned her body, as if she was in a hurry to escape from Prince Yue's attack range. Unfortunately, he had already extended his hand, and his leather glove attacked the sharp and cold blade of the sword. With one palm, he crippled the dancer's hand that was holding the sword, and took the initiative, firmly grasping the hilt of the sword in his hand.
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In my opinion, it was just a three-move exchange, but Prince Yue had won. The tip of the sword was pointed at the dancer's slender throat. It seemed as if blood would gush out if he got even a little closer.
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A cold smile appeared on the dancer's beautiful face. She suddenly closed her eyes and moved forward to her neck.
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The determination to return to the brink of death froze on her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the sword was still pointed at her throat. She glared at the person holding the sword, and resolutely moved forward. Unfortunately, the person holding the sword was faster than her. Every inch she moved forward, Prince Yue moved his sword back an inch.
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I watched in astonishment as the two of them moved forward and backward as if they were playing around. There wasn't the slightest hint of an assassination atmosphere.
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No matter how long the dancer's neck was, it couldn't be longer than Prince Yue's arm. Her neck couldn't be extended, and she couldn't even raise her body. The humiliation of not being able to die was unbearable for her. She closed her eyes, and tears flowed freely down her cheeks. Her voice broke as she shouted, "Please kill me!"
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"For an assassin, death for failing a mission is a reward. You wanted to assassinate this prince, so why should this prince reward you?"
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