Judging from the appearance, this old man should be the butler of the Oran family.

But as the prince of the Violet Empire, Oran actually bent down to salute the old man and shouted: "Teacher."

The old man turned his head and said indifferently: "I'm back, what's the attitude of Zhao Ru towards you?"

Oran walked up to the old man and stood respectfully, "Not very enthusiastic, but quite polite."

"Um."

The old man nodded slightly, "According to the information, the eldest prince of the Song Kingdom rarely deals with people. He has a very restrained personality and is polite to you. It means that he has a good impression of you."

Olan looked at the old man and hesitated for a moment and said, "I think he treats me as a friend. He has come into contact with him twice, and he should be a kind of cold outside and hot inside.

I tentatively invited him to my banquet at Xiangxiu Pavilion tonight and said that he would introduce his friends to him, and he seemed very interested."

The old man listened, but frowned, "Be smart."

Then he continued: "Xiangxiu Pavilion is of great importance. How can you take him there easily before you are fully sure."

Aolan lowered her head and said, "Teacher, I don't think anyone can resist our arrangements in Xiangxiu Pavilion, but Zhao Ru must have never been close to women.

So many high-ranking children who were called righteous gentlemen in Changsha have been obedient and obedient after entering Xiangxiu Pavilion?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "He is too sensitive to his identity. Tonight, you should not let him contact him, let's take a look!"

When Aolan, who was still very knowledgeable just now, he immediately nodded obediently when he heard him say this.

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At night, he sneaked out of the palace and sneaked into Prince Ji's Mansion.

After seeing Zhao Ru and asking him not to go out tonight, he disguised himself as Zhao Ru and asked the groom from Prince Ji's mansion to drive to Xiangxiu Pavilion.

When I arrived at Xiangxiu Pavilion, it was already dark.

There is no curfew in Changsha City, and the streets are very lively at this time.

The lanterns on the street illuminate the entire street, and I don’t know how many turtle men or red men dressed in cool clothes are attracting customers on the street.

Xiangxiu Pavilion is extremely high-end throughout this street.

In addition to the courtesans, there are several very famous Qing Gong people in Xiangxiu Pavilion, who are famous in Changsha City.

These days, the Qing Gongren often has a much higher status than the Hong Gongren, and in terms of appearance and talent, they are far from comparable to the Hong Gongren.

Unless there are customers who are willing to spend a lot of money to wipe out the chastity sand of Qing Gongren and then abandon them cruelly, there will be fewer Qing Gongren transforming into a red Gongren.

Aolan was already waiting for Zhao Dongting at the door of Xiangxiu Pavilion.

Zhu Chengen was actually among them.

There is the third son of the Minister of Justice and the eldest son of the Right Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

These two were something that Zhao Dongting had some impression of, but he didn't know the others.

"His Royal Highness Ji."

Just as he got out of the car, Oran took the people up and greeted him with a smile.

Zhu Chengen and others also followed suit, and Zhu Chengen blinked at Zhao Dongting.

In the past, when Zhao Ru was in the palace, everyone was called the eldest prince. Now that he moved to King Ji's mansion, everyone naturally changed their name to King Ji.

Zhao Dongting curled an unnatural smile on his lips, "Hello."

It can be said that he imitated Zhao Ru vividly.

But this night, he didn't get much in Xiangxiu Pavilion.

Although there were more than a dozen people invited by Aolan and invited Xiangxiuge Chakui and two other courtesans to accompany him, Zhao Dongting did not find anything wrong.

It seems that Oran is really just having an ordinary cocktail party here.

It's just playing games like throwing pots, and even the Red Gun wasn't calling me. It's really light and noble.

Even he couldn't help but wonder, was he too suspicious and misread this Oran?

But what is the "Sanskrit" reported by Skynet?

After the banquet ended, Zhao Dongting took a carriage back to Prince Ji's Mansion, and then secretly returned to the palace.

My heart was full of doubts.

It seems that I can only wait for news from Skynet to come.

He had already made Skynet look at the people who attended the Oran banquet that night. There were many people, and I was afraid that there would be no news in a short period of time.

I just thought that shortly after I returned to the harem, an eunuch was whispering to the outside: "Emperor, Wu Dingtang worships Wuming, please see him."

Zhao Dongting immediately put on his clothes and went out.

He took Wuming to the yard and said, "Is there any progress?"

Wuming said: "Just just reported that after you left Xiangxiu Pavilion, Aolan did not leave, but went to other private rooms to attend a banquet.

There was another Sanskrit sound like that last time, but the spy couldn't get too close and could not hear it in a real way."

He knew that "King Ji" must have been disguised by Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting frowned instantly.

Then what the hell is Oran doing?

Then he asked: "Can there be a roster?"

Wuming shook his head and said, "Not yet, I have to wait until they leave to know who they are."

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, "I will go with you to Wudingtang to wait for news."
Chapter completed!