Xing 'er had waited for so long before Huarong was finally willing to chat with her. She was very excited and said, "This servant heard that ever since Gui Fei passed away, this servant has not deliberately tried to make any concubines laugh."
"Won't Consort Xian mind if you say this?" Huarong suddenly said.
Xing 'er realized that she had said something wrong and immediately knelt down. "Princess, please forgive me."
"Forgive what? I'm not Consort Xian." Huarong lazily closed her eyes and did not want to say more. "Alright, you can leave. You're sleepy."
"Yes." Xing 'er did not give up, but Huarong had already closed her eyes. There was no point in staying any longer.
After she left, Huarong really did sleep for an hour. When she woke up, she was very energetic. She said to Shuxiu, who was almost done with the instructions, "Inform everyone that tomorrow's meeting will be held at the North Street Opera Troupe."
As the head of the debauchees, Huarong was very methodical. It could be said that she managed things well.
The next day, she deliberately changed into a short shirt and wrapped her hands and feet with cloth to keep her warm and not get in the way. However, just as she walked out of the Moon Pavilion, she saw the Old Man taking a stroll. The Old Man frowned. "Aren't you cold dressed like this?"
"Not cold." Huarong answered honestly and did not think much of it.
The Old Man showed an expression of disbelief and ordered Shuxiu, "Quickly get a cloak. I remember that last year your eldest brother got a white mink cloak from somewhere else."
"Grandmother, it's really not cold." Huarong wanted to struggle again.
"You have to be elegant and not cold. You've just been injured and your bones are weak. You have to be very careful." The Old Man waited for Shuxiu to get the cloak and then personally put it on Huarong. "Grandmother will be relieved when you go out like this."
There was a kind of coldness in the world that could make one's grandmother feel cold. Huarong resigned himself to his fate and walked out of the door with a luxurious cloak draped over his shoulders. In order to show their respect to their boss, the underlings were all waiting at the door.
Huarong originally thought that she was going to make a handsome entrance, but now that she was wearing a cape, she looked a lot weaker. However, she had no choice. The Old Man was staring at her from behind. She coughed dryly and said, "Happy New Year, everyone."
"Happy New Year, Princess," the little brothers said in unison.
Huarong was not happy. "How can you call me princess? Although I'm a princess now, we have to keep a low profile. Call me Little Gu in the future. "
The little brothers were scared out of their wits. They immediately shook their heads and said again, "Boss, the New Year is coming soon. I wish you all the best in the New Year."
"That's more like it." Huarong nodded, vividly displaying the boss's grace and authority.
She glanced at the underlings and suddenly realized that one of them was missing. This person was her senior underling, so she remembered him clearly. "Lin Heqing, where's Lai Jiu?"
Lin Heqing and Zhang Xiaotian were Huarong's right-hand men. They each led a group of playboys. When they heard this, they turned around to look. As expected, Lai Jiu was missing. "She might be in the opera troupe," Lin Heqing said.
"Go to the opera troupe. Don't let Lai Jiu wait for too long," Huarong said.
After giving the order, the underlings were very sensible. Like a gang, they parted in the middle. Huarong walked in the middle, Lin Heqing and Zhang Xiaotian walked on the side. The Old Man watched from behind and nodded. "Fortunately, it's a girl. If it was a boy, who knows how much trouble it would cause."
Just as he sighed, Huarong was stopped by someone who looked like a manservant. That manservant was Lai Jiu's personal attendant, Shou Cai. He was crying his eyes out. He looked frightened and panicked. There were even scars on his face. "Your Highness, please save my young master!"
"What happened to your young master?" Huarong hurriedly asked. She had always been loyal to her underlings.
Shou Cai said with tears and snot, "Just now, when my young master was coming to the Gu residence from Sefu, he saw a girl selling her body to bury his father. He wanted to buy her, but the girl refused. She said that my young master forced her to buy him. This was not a big deal, but unfortunately, some ignorant people passed by and said that my young master forced himself on her. They beat him up and wanted to send him to the officials. Your Highness, please save my young master."
Huarong looked unhappy. Her voice was much stricter. "Don't hide anything!"
"That girl was really pretty. My young master wanted to take her into the residence …" Shou Cai couldn't resist the pressure and told the truth.
Huarong sighed. "This Lai Jiu is usually lecherous. Now he's in trouble. What kind of beauty can't he find in the Drunken Red House? Why did he have to pick up a wild flower by the roadside? He can't control it. "
"Your Highness, please don't ignore my young master. Your Highness …" Shou Cai almost cried. He looked pitiful.
Huarong just rolled her eyes at him. She didn't sympathize with him.
However, she looked at her subordinates and finally said, "Lin Heqing and Zhang Xiaotian, come with me. The rest of you go to the opera troupe and wait. Remember, I'll kill whoever causes trouble for me!"
"Yes, Boss." The subordinates didn't dare to say much. Now that Huarong was the Princess, they didn't dare to say anything.
She followed Shou Cai to the scene of the incident. Lai Jiu was beaten to death on the ground. However, as per Huarong's usual style, he didn't want to lose. He shouted, "I gave her money, so she's mine! Just you wait, my Boss will kill you when he comes! "
Huarong walked over and kicked him. He was beaten to this extent, and he still had the nerve to shout? "Shut up!"
Lai Jiu tried to open his swollen eyes. When he saw that it was his Boss, he immediately got up. He pointed at the young man in luxurious clothes and said, "My Boss is here. Let's see if you can still be arrogant!"
Huarong looked over and saw that the young man had an extraordinary aura. He was dressed luxuriously and exuded an aura that said, "You can't afford to offend me."
He lifted his foot and stomped heavily on Lai Jiu's toe. "I told you to shut up!"
Lai Jiu was in pain and said, "Boss, he bullied me! He has more people! "
There were several people beside the young man. Although they were dressed in ordinary clothes, they looked like they could fight. They reminded Huarong of the man who wanted to kill her and Zhao Han-chul.
"So you're the new Princess of Minhui. Speaking of which, I should be your sworn brother. I'm the ninth." The man's voice was very pleasant. He was neither fast nor slow, and could be said to be very gentle.
However, Huarong's ears were buzzing. As soon as the Ninth Prince finished speaking, everyone except Huarong fell to their knees. "Greetings, Ninth Prince."
"Minhui. Nice to meet you." The Ninth Prince smiled and walked towards Huarong.
Huarong laughed dryly. "You flatter me."
The situation was very awkward. Lai Jiu even pulled on Huarong's cloak and begged silently. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want the beauty. He just wanted to live well!
Huarong naturally couldn't ignore it. She had always been loyal to her little brother. When her little brother made a mistake, other than his family and Huarong, she could scold or beat him. If anyone else dared to touch him, they would offend her, Boss Gu Huarong. If word got out, she wouldn't be able to survive. Therefore, she said seriously, "I didn't expect our first meeting to be like this. Ninth Prince, you won't take offense, right?"
"A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. Minhui, am I right?" The Ninth Prince's smile seemed sincere and warm. He didn't look like he was going to force someone to death.
Although Lai Jiu could only blame himself, he didn't give Huarong face. Things seemed to be different now.
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