Chapter 433: Chapter 433

"Song Junma, come, sit over here."

The Third Prince, Chu Hongzheng, waved at Song Zhiyu with a beaming smile.

As soon as Song Zhiyu saw this, he thought, "Oh, no wonder the oiran Chunluo couldn’t receive guests today, claiming she was unwell. Turns out she was feeling unwell here."

Song Zhiyu first bowed slightly to Chu Hongzheng, then looked at Chunluo beside him and said, "Miss Chunluo, are you feeling better now?"

Chu Hongzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the girl by his side, saying, "Miss Chunluo, why don’t you have a drink with Song Junma?"

Chunluo’s face turned slightly pale as she lowered her gaze. A tinge of a bitter smile briefly touched her lips before disappearing, replaced by a tender and graceful smile as she sat beside Song Zhiyu.

"I didn’t expect Song Junma to be here; it’s my mistake," Chunluo said softly. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on Nove1Fire.net

Song Zhiyu: "If you ask me, the manager at Chunxiang Tower should be replaced. I walked right in, yet nobody noticed, let alone the fact that I had someone in my private room call for you, only to be told you were too unwell to entertain guests. I was really disappointed then! But who would have thought... the Third Prince really has influence!"

Isn’t Song Junma supposed to be someone who cherishes women? Who is this sharp-tongued fellow?

On the other side, Fan Family’s sixth son, Fan Ziying, who was currently the deputy commander of the Five Cities Military Department, put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "So Song Junma is actually bowing under Miss Chunluo’s skirt. In that case, Third Prince, why not let them be, and fulfill a match for adults?"

Chu Hongzheng laughed and said, "I was just thinking the same, Chunluo, you should serve Song Junma well."

After all, it’s just an oiran, what’s the big deal about letting go? If it can bring Prince Dingbei’s Mansion closer, I’d be willing to let go of a hundred like her.

Chunluo’s face turned ashen.

Song Zhiyu pointed at Fan Ziying with a look of horror, "Don’t you speak nonsense, I’m merely admiring Chunluo’s singing and dancing talents, nothing about being under her skirt. If my wife hears this, I can’t protect you! Looking at your frail body, I bet you can’t even beat my wife!"

The sound of cracking knuckles echoed as the hands clenched at his side. This good-for-nothing wastrel, what’s so impressive, that he dares to openly mock him.

Just about to erupt, Chu Hongzheng glanced over with indifferent eyes, and Fan Ziying pressed his lips together, forcing a smile, "I must have misunderstood then!"

"Of course, it’s a misunderstanding on your part." Song Zhiyu eyed his luxurious azure robe, thinking to himself, with this attained scholar’s degree, the resources one could enjoy were worlds apart. Look at that outfit, it must cost hundreds of taels.

And his official position, tsk, tsk, these noble lads can land a position in the Military Department as a mere upper seventh rank official just by passing the same exam, leaving other scholars to wonder how they stand a chance.

"By the way, why did the Third Prince call me here again?"

Chu Hongzheng laughed and said, "Isn’t the Prince getting married in a few days? I just wanted to invite you, Song Junma, to come witness the ceremony."

Song Zhiyu’s eyes flickered slightly, "Is that all?"

"Yes, if you, Song Junma, could help fend off some drinking toasts, the Prince would remember this favor. You must know, there will be so many guests, I’m afraid we won’t be able to entertain them all."

Song Zhiyu remarked, "You need not worry about that. On that day, you and the Second Prince, along with the Fourth Prince, are all having weddings. Each of your mansions will be hosting banquets; there are only so many noble families in the capital, surely they’ll have to split up or take turns, you won’t be overwhelmed."

Damn it, isn’t this guy a moron? Impervious to any reasoning!