Little Dandy, He’s a Little Good

Rong Zhuo, half nervous and half curious, followed Duan Zheng into the flower building.

    Compared to Rong Zhuo's naivety, Duan Zheng was obviously already familiar with the road. Before he stepped into the door, a bunch of people came over to flatter him as if he was a living money tree.

    Duan Zheng also did not disappoint, grabbed a handful of gold leaves for people to share, and then took out half of the "host" stance to embrace Rong Zhuo into the door. If we didn't know his details, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but suspect that this flower house was owned by the Duan family.

    "You are free to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble here. No matter what you ask, just mention your cousin name to them, and no one will dare to neglect you." Duan Zheng took Rong Zhuo's shoulders in one hand and walked in, while generously saying to Rong Zhuo: "I'm also familiar with the top girl here ......"

    "Cousin." Rong Zhuo said helplessly, "I only drink and do nothing else. I'm still young."

    Strictly speaking, Rong Zhuo is not too young. Eighteen years old is the age to be a father in this era, but most of the noble children because of their background they are not in a hurry when it comes to marriage. That’s why Rong Zhuo and Duan Zheng have not been married yet.

    But Rong Zhuo said that he was still young with a beautiful and innocent face, and it sounded like there was no sense of disobedience at all. Duan Zheng even felt a little protective, thinking that he couldn't let his cousin be taken advantage of, and this place has all kinds of people, he has to be well guarded.

    Rong Zhuo listened to Duan Zheng's introduction to him, and Yuemo (the head girl)  also understood the situation here.

    This flower building is called Xun Huan Building, and it is the largest flower building in the capital. So people who can come here to spend money will not be  poor.

    In addition to basic items such as eating, drinking and performances, there are also some content that is not suitable for children. According to Rong Zhuo, there are not only girls but also teenagers in this building, but most of the guests are men.

   "Cousin, is the food and drink here expensive?" Rong Zhuo asked towards Duan Zheng.

    "You still worry about this when you come out with me?" Duan Zheng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, even if you buy this place, cousin will make sure you don't have to pay a single coin out of your own pocket." Duan Zheng was used to being extravagant, and he always pays his own bills when he brings his fox friends out. It was naturally impossible for him to let Rong Zhuo to pays today.

    Rong Zhuo looked at Duan Zheng with a moved face, his eyes brighter than before.

    Speaking of his cousin, he is actually not a bad person. He has a lot of bad problems, but he has not done anything that hurts the world. However, in the original book, because of his involvement, in the end the Duan family did not end well, so this time Rong Zhuo not only had to rewrite his own destiny, but also pulled the Duan family out of the fire pit.

    Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo was no longer polite to him, and asked Duan Zheng to give him a VIP annual card in Xun Huan Building on the spot.

    "What is a VIP annual card?" Sister Hua, who was in charge of the building, looked blank.

    "The annual card is the annual membership." Rong Zhuo explained to him patiently, "You offer a price, I will pay the money at one time, and I will be your most honored guest in the next year, and I will enjoy it whenever I come. VIP treatment. As a distinguished annual card member, you still have to reserve the best private room here for me, and others can't use it when I'm away."

    Duan Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he hurriedly said: "This is good, it sounds very dignified."

    He said and proposed: "The best guest room on the third floor is also reserved."

    Sister Hua, who was in charge of the building, had a very lively mind. After hearing what Rong Zhuo said, she quickly understood the main idea and made a price on the spot.

    Rong Zhuo just came to this place and didn't know much about the prices here, but Duan Zheng accept without changing his face, and he even asked to have one for himself, so he wasn't too worried about the money.

    "Little burn, you are really thoughtful ah." Duan Zheng led him to their high class VIP room while saying, "It seems that you readers do have good brains, I never thought it could be like this, so from today onwards, won't we both be the most dignified people in the capital in the pleasure seeking building?"

    "Yeah!" Rong Zhuo nodded.

    But what he did today was not to cheat his cousin's money, but to take the opportunity to make some gossips.

       He just came to the Flower House for a drink, no one would know him, and Duan Zheng, who is his cousin, would not intentionally go out to ruin his reputation, right? But he made such a show today, and he will soon become the focus of discussion at the Huanhuan Building.

    With Duan Zheng's temperament, he may not do anything to discredit him, but it is possible to brag about him.

    At that time, with the help of Duan Zheng and the guests in Xun Huan Building, the news that Rong Zhuo went to Hualou and also their conversation about the annual card will soon spread.

    If the Crown Prince really cares about him so much, he should already heard this rumors.

    Maybe he won't wait until the ninth day, and his bad reputation will make the prince abandon him directly.

    After such a calculation, Rong Zhuo felt a lot more relaxed.

    Duan Zheng took him to the private room and ordered a table of good wine and good dishes.

    Rong Zhuo was lying beside the hollowed-out window in the private room, looking at the girls and teenagers dancing on the high platform in the patio, thinking about what to do next.

    "Hey?" Duan Zheng walked up to him and asked him meaningfully, "Do you like the girl or a young man?"

    Before Rong Zhuo could speak, he preemptively said, "I have no other intentions, just chatting."

    In the past, Duan Zheng always felt that it was impossible for him and Rong Zhuo to become friends.

    Although the two are cousins, one is rich and has no ink, and the other is full of poetry and books...

    In the past, Rong Zhuo would show a little arrogance of a scholar when facing Duan Zheng. This arrogance was not malicious, but in Duan Zheng's eyes, he would inevitably feel ashamed. In order to hide his inferiority complex when he was young, he would appear a bit mean when facing Rong Zhuo.

    But once Rong Zhuo's attitude towards him changed, Duan Zheng's sarcasm was put away and he took on the appearance of an older brother.

    "What about you?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

    "Hehe." Duan Zheng smiled embarrassedly, "Of course I like girls."

    He is not bad looking, although his facial features are not as beautiful as Rong Zhuo. He could be called as a credited pass.

     "That ......" Duan Zheng did not know what came to his mind and said to him with some embarrassment: "You eat something by yourself first, I'll go do something and come to you later, okay?"

    Rong Zhuo nodded obediently.

        Duan Zheng was afraid that he would be uneasy, so he added: "Don't worry, I'll ask the head girl to keep an eye on you, if there's anything, you can call her."

    Seeing Rong Zhuo's response, Duan Zheng ran away without a trace.

    Not long after he left, the food and drinks came, along with a girl and a teenager of the same age as Rong Zhuo.

    "I don't need anyone to accompany me." Rong Zhuo waved to the two of them hurriedly, and took out the golden leaves that Duan Zheng gave him from his purse, and gave each two coins as rewards.

    "Young master, don't think too much about it, we are just here to serve you with food." The young man said.

    Rong Zhuo saw that his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no coquettishness that he should have, so he just thought he was thinking too much, and felt embarrassed.

    After thinking about it, he sent the girl away, leaving only the young man alone.

    The young man was quite disciplined, and he only served him dishes and wine from beginning to end, and there was no extra movement at all.

    "Sir, the best wines in our building are Lihuabai and Taoyao, which one do you want to try?" the young man asked him.

    Rong Zhuo looked at the two glasses of wine in front of him, leaned in and smelled it, and found that the pear blossom white was quite aggressive, so he decided to choose another one.

    "This peach has a sweet taste, and it's not rushed. Many guests like to use it to add to the fun. Duan Gongzi just ordered a pot." The young man said.

        "Well, it does taste good." Rong Zhuo tasted a cup and found that the wine had almost no pungent taste, soft in the mouth, with the characteristic sweetness of peach blossoms, the taste was really good.

    When the young man saw that he had finished drinking, he poured him another glass.

    "Are you here to serve wine?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"I can do anything, as long as you need." The young man said frankly.

    Rong Zhuo's original intention was just to chat with him, but when he said that, he immediately blushed.

    "You..." Rong Zhuo coughed lightly, trying to ease the embarrassment, "What's your name?"

    "My name is Qingyu." The young man said, "If the young master didn’t like it, you can call me whatever you want."

    Although Qingyu's tone was plain, the words he said were completely humble, and as a person who grew up in a modern society, Rong Zhuo was somewhat uncomfortable in the face of this situation. At that moment he suddenly remembered a saying he had read somewhere, saying that many men have an obsession in their hearts to persuade bad people to be virtuous and good.

    Of course, the only people who have the opportunity to persuade bad society people are the law enforcement officers and also other lawbreakers.

    Therefore, when Rong Zhuo saw this sentence, he felt very ironic, and the sense of  irony was no less than the butcher's persuading people to be vegetarian.

    But today he really had this thought in his mind.

    But he knew that in ancient society, the fate of many people was more difficult than he imagined.

    So he won't say things that are out of place.

    "I..." Rong Zhuo subconsciously tugged at the neckline, "I'll give you some more money, can you do me a favor?"

"Young master is a distinguished guest with an annual card, so you don't need to add more money." Qingyu said.

    Rong Zhuo still took out a few more golden leaves and handed them to him, "You have to tell other guests about what I came to the building today, especially those who came in the next few days so that they know as much about me as possible."

    "Young master, why is this?" Qingyu asked in confusion.

    "I want to take the opportunity to make more like-minded friends." Rong Zhuo said shamelessly.

    "Young master, don't worry." Qingyu responded hurriedly.

    "Cough!" Rong Zhuo cleared his throat again, and felt a little uncomfortable, as if it was a little hot and scratched, so he pulled his collar and asked Qingyu, "Is it a little hot in this room? "

    "Does your “son: feel hot?" Qingyu said, " Did the peach blossom play its role?"

    "What's the effect?" Rong Zhuo looked puzzled.

    "It's a fun booster," Qingyu said.

    Rong Zhuo: ! ! !

    Careless!

    It turns out that this is the boost to the fun?

    In fact, Qingyu said very clearly before, and also asked him which kind of wine to drink, the problem is that he came to this kind of place for the first time, life experience is not enough, did not think there will be this, so did not hear the meaning of Qingyu's words.

    So carelessly, he actually drank the spiked wine!

    The only one to blame is his own lack of experience and defensiveness.

    It is probably because the effects of the medicine really came out, Rong Zhuo only felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and even his breathing began to be a little unstable.

    Qingyu seemed to be used to this kind of scene, got up and walked to Rong Zhuo's side and knelt down on one knee, "This servant can help the “son”."

    Rong Zhuo jumped up from the stool in fright and took a few steps back.

    He held one hand in front of his body and said seriously, "Don't do anything, I don't need your help!"

    "But if you hold it in like this, you'll easily hurt your body." Qing Yu was busy saying.

    Rong Zhuo was about to collapse, of course he knew that this would not work, not to mention whether it would hurt his body, he felt that he could not control the effect of the drug at all. After all, he is also a vigorous young man, how can he bear such stimulation?

    But he still has principles in his life, and he is absolutely reluctant to let him really rely on the efficacy of medicine.

    So Rong Zhuo didn't dare to stay at all, and while he was still able to control his reason, he hurriedly escaped from the elegant room.

    At this moment, he was very fortunate that Duan Zheng had won a guest room right for his annual card VIP, so he planned to go to the guest room to solve it first.

    At the same time.

    One of the guest rooms on the third floor.

    The man who was standing by the window had now sat at the table and was slowly making tea.

    His well-jointed fingers looked slender and powerful, at first glance like a pampered person, but if you look closely at his fingers holding the porcelain cup, you can see that there are thin calluses on them from years of martial arts practice.

    "If you don't have any other orders, the subordinates will retire first." The man standing next to him bowed to the man and planned to leave. "Or do you want to wait until Young Master Jiang arrives before the subordinates leave?" This man's name is Li Feng was the person next to King Yan, the third prince of the dynasty.

    The one sitting at the table who was making tea was Yu Jingdu, the king Yu Jingdu.

    Yu Jingdu was not in the capital all the time, but there were many rumors about him in the capital, some said that he was ruthless, killing people like a sack, and would take the enemy's head as a bowl of wine at the border, others said that he had injured his head during the war and had a crazy disease, and would kill innocent people when he became crazy.

    There are many rumors, but in short, there is nothing good to say.

    But any rumor makes it difficult for people to connect with this handsome man in front of him.

    "Just go." Yu Jingdu spoke, "By the way, take away the guard that you arranged at the door with you."

    "This..." Li Feng was about to refute, but after meeting the man's indifferent gaze, he answered honestly.

    The guard at the door, mentioned by his master was the guard he brought, thinking that he could protect the other party.

        But he ignored the fact that Yu Jingdu has been practicing martial arts since childhood, his martial arts are a star higher than the outside guards, not to mention that there are secret guards around to follow, he does not need to worry about security issues.

    Especially this time when Yu Jingdu will have a secret conversation with Young Master Jiang.

    With this in mind, Li Feng hurriedly followed the other party's instructions and took away the guards he had brought.

    After exiting the room, he looked around in the corridor uneasy. Although the third floor is a guest room, the price of accommodation is extremely high, and the girls and teenagers in the building usually pick up customers on the second floor and will not come up at will. , so not many people come upstairs on weekdays.

    Taking ten thousand steps back, even if there is someone who does not open their eyes and breaks into the room that should not have entered, the unlucky person must be the one who broke in by mistake. After thinking about all this, he was relieved.

    When Li Feng hurried downstairs, he almost collided with the boy in red at the corner of the corridor.

    He glanced at the young man vigilantly, saw that his breath was disordered and his footsteps were weak, so he dropped his guard when he saw that he was a person without any martial arts.

    After he left in a hurry, the teenager stumbled up the stairs to the third floor.

    Rong Zhuo was like a small prey who was afraid of being carried away by a wolf. He moved very fast under his feet, and even accidentally knocked his legs twice on the stairs.

    He was afraid that his self-control would be too poor, and that it would be a problem if he met someone who would pester him during this time.

    With such worries, Rong Zhuo quickly walked up to the third floor, then took the guest room key given to him by the previous guy, and found his own yearly guest room.

    But after the key was inserted into the lock hole, he twisted it several times left and right, but the lock did not budge.

    Rong Cuo was so anxious that he pushed hard on the door a few times, attracting the attention of a fellow who came up to serve tea.

   "This gentleman, do you need help?" The fellow asked towards him.

    "No no no..." Rong Zhuo subconsciously refused, and then he recognized that it was just an errand boy, and turned to say: "My key can't open the door!"

    The guy stepped forward to take the key and glanced at it, and then tried it himself, but he couldn't open the door.

    "It may be that they got it wrong. Young master, I'll try to change it for you later." The man said and took Rong Zhuo's key.

    Rong Zhuo stood at the door and waited for a long time, only to feel an evil fire in his body burning more and more, making his mouth dry and uncomfortable.

    Under the effect of the medicine, he only felt that time was being slowed down.

    As soon as the guy walked down the stairs, he felt that a long time had passed.

    Rong Zhuo felt that if he delayed for a while, he might have done something embarrassing directly in the corridor.

    Thinking of this, he paced a few steps in the corridor anxiously, raised his hand and tentatively pushed on the other door.

    There are probably no guests today, and almost all the doors of the guest rooms are locked.

    When he reached the door near the end of the corridor, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the door creaked open.

    Rong Zhuo was startled, turned his head to look inside the door, and saw a man sitting at the table inside.

    The man was dressed in indigo blue clothes, his temperament was cold and dusty, and his face was extremely handsome. At this moment, he was holding a teacup in his hand, as if he was tasting tea. He looked at Rong Zhuo with a bit of scrutiny. this person is precisely Yu Jingdu.

        "I went to the wrong ......" Rong Cuo opened his mouth to explain, only to find that his voice had gone mute.

    Probably because the potency of the medicine was even stronger, Rong Zhuo only felt that the desire in his body became stronger and stronger, and his body felt as if it was about to burst open.

    He forced himself to walk away, but found that his legs were starting to weaken.

    What Rong Zhuo didn't know was that the moment he opened the door, the hidden guard held the hidden weapon in his hand, waiting to take his life at any time.

Fortunately, he stood at the door and did not move, which saved his small life.

    "I..." Rong Zhuo held the door with one hand to support his body, and looked at the man sitting at the table with some helplessness, "Can I borrow your place to use it... ...I definitely won't offend you... It's just... "He felt like he was going to lose control soon and couldn't wait for the guy to come back, but he didn't want to be seen in the hallway looking like this.

    Due to the effect of the medicine, his originally white porcelain cheeks and neck were stained with redness, and his eyes were even more glowing.

    Yu Jingdu looked at him at ease, his gaze down from the delicate face of the young man, and finally stopped on his slightly trembling legs.

    "Drugged?" He finally spoke, his tone still cold.

    "Well... I accidentally drank wine..." Rong Zhuo's voice was almost choked, he tried to stabilize his breathing and voice in embarrassment, and he looked pitiful and helpless.

    "Please..." Rong Zhuo's voice and body were shaking, and it seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore.

    Yu Jingdu probably saw that the young man was so pitiful, or maybe he was afraid that the other party would stay at the door and not leave to delay his meeting with the person he had made an appointment with, so he put down the teacup in his hand and said lightly, "Give you a stick of incense time. Go quick."

    Rong Zhuo, as if receiving amnesty, walked towards the back of the screen in the house with difficulty.

    The dark guards have been paying attention to Yu Jingdu's actions, knowing that Rong Zhuo entered only with the approval of the other party, so they did not move, but watched Rong Zhuo's every move vigilantly. However, the door was quickly closed, blocking their sight.

    The water in the kettle on the table was probably boiling, and it began to gurgling and bubbling.

    There was a rustling sound from behind the screen, and then the voice of the boy who was trying his best to suppress it.

    Yu Jingdu sat back at the table without looking sideways, his expression not showing the slightest difference.

    But his ears are very good. Although he tried his best not to let himself listen, he still received all the sounds behind the screen into his ears.

    It wasn't until an incense stick later that the back of the screen gradually quieted down.

    At this moment, Rong Zhuo's trembling voice came from behind the screen, "Can you... lend me a towel?"

    Yu Jingdu frowned slightly, and patiently took out a square towel.

But I heard the teenager say again, "Can you please ...... hand it over for me?"

    Yu Jingdu's patience seemed to be running out, but he thought for a moment, knowing that the teenager was indeed a bit inconvenient at the moment, so he condescended to get up and handed his own towel to the back of the screen.

    A fair and beautiful hand timidly reached out and took his handkerchief.

    However, after a short while, there was another rustling sound from behind the screen, and this time it was longer than the last time.

Yu Jingdu was a bit annoyed, but he could not throw people out at this time, he could only sulkily pick up the tea and take a sip, but he did not expect the tea to be too hot, so hot that his tongue was numb.

    When Rong Zhuo came out from behind the screen, what he saw was a face that was a little colder than before.

    His ability to know people is not enough, and he can't see Jingdu's anger, so he can only roughly judge that this person is not happy.

"Thank you so much for today!" Rong Zhuo solemnly bowed to him.

    The medicinal power on the boy's body was almost dissipated, but the redness on his cheeks and neck had not yet faded away, especially his red eyes, which were trapped by the long wet eyelashes. It is difficult to associate with what he has done.

    Probably because the sense of contradiction in him was too heavy, Yu Jingdu, gave him another look.

    At first glance, his red dress was a bit dazzling, but when he looked closely, he felt warm and bright, which was quite suitable for his delicate and beautiful face.

    Rong Zhuo's temperament looks obedient and innocent, and when it meets this enthusiasm, it is like snow falling on red plums, which complement each other.

    Seeing that the other party ignored him, Rong Zhuo seemed a little embarrassed for a while.

    He grasped the handkerchief in his hand and subconsciously wanted to return it to the other party, but he took it back embarrassingly when he thought of what was on it.

    "The handkerchief ...... will not be returned to you." Rong Zhuo said in the purse took out a small handful of gold leaves and put it on the table.

Yu Jingdu looked at the gold leaves in front of him with a very complicated expression, and he noticed that Rong Cuo had deliberately changed his left hand when he took the gold leaves.

    "That..." Rong Zhuo took another peek at him and calmed down a little, only to realize that the person in front of him was not only good-looking, but also had a very unique temperament, the body is not in the least tainted with the air of wind and dust.

    If Rong Zhuo hadn't been drinking and wasn't upset by the power of the medicine just now, he might have some doubts about this person's identity at this moment. But when he first arrived, his mind was full of chaos, and coupled with the power of alcohol and medicine, he didn't have any extra thinking ability at all, so he subconsciously thought about his identity as a person.

    He not only thought wrong, he also felt that this person was pitiful, so he said with a pity: " Thanks to you that help me today, this is also can beconsidered destiny. I will pay for you to redeem myself! "

    As he spoke, Rong Zhuo put a purse of golden leaves in front of Yu Jingdu.

    Yu Jingdu's always restrained expression finally couldn't hold back anymore.

    He frowned and looked at the daring young man in front of him, almost laughing angrily.

    This little dude is actually treating him like a herdsman in a flower house?

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