The prince is more stable

Chapter 259 Beauty's Heart
The person who called Zhao Xiaoqian was an acquaintance.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn’t have many acquaintances in Zuihuayin, and the ones who were qualified for him to know were all the top courtesans, first Jiang Miaoxian, then... um, what was her name?

Niao Niao was leaning against the gate of Zuihuayin, not knowing whether she was basking in the sun leisurely, or had already seen Zhao Xiaoqian's carriage coming and came out to greet it.

Niao Niao was filled with joy. Since the Prince of Chu had come, he would definitely ask her to accompany him. As the new top courtesan of Zuihuayin, Niao Niao was confident of this.

No matter her appearance, figure, talent, or gentle and eloquent personality, she is second to none in Zuihuayin.

Zhao Xiaoqian may not know that there is a long queue of talented and wealthy people in Bianjing who just want to meet Niao Niao every day. These people are like peacocks with their tails spread out, showing off their talents and financial resources in front of her, just hoping that Niao Niao will look up to them and become her lover.

Although Zhao Xiaoqian did not abandon the goddess whom others had spent all their wealth to see but still had no chance to see, he did not take her seriously.

Just now, Zhao Xiaoqian had stepped into the door, but he turned around and left. This action made Niao Niao stunned and hurt.

Being stopped by the beauty, Zhao Xiaoqian had to stop and turn around.

"Pee?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked uncertainly.

Niao Niao stamped her feet in anger, and her footsteps on the ground caused a surge of waves in her upper body. Zhao Xiaoqian hurriedly held onto the door frame and fainted.

I have to admire from the bottom of my heart that this girl is so well developed, even bigger than Jiang Miaoxian. The brothel owner has good taste.

"Nianniu, I'm not peeing! Are you doing this on purpose, Prince?" Nianniu said angrily.

Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly realized: "Ah, sorry, it's been too long since we last met, my memory isn't very good... Yes, Niao Niao!"

Niao Niao's expression instantly became resentful and angry, her red lips pursed, and she looked so aggrieved, as if she was looking at a scumbag who refused to admit his mistake after pulling up his pants.

It is clear to all that Zhao Xiaoqian never took off his pants in front of her.

It has been a while since I returned triumphantly from Western Xia. The last time I met Niao Niao was before I went on the expedition. It has been half a year since we last saw each other, so I feel a little strange.

Until this moment, when Niao Niao's resentful, aggrieved, weak and pitiful look was revealed, Zhao Xiaoqian instantly regained his senses.

Men, I just love green tea!

Jiang Miaoxian was beautiful at the beginning, but when it comes to the self-cultivation of a green tea girl, she could not even compare to Niao Niao in terms of flattery. It was not until Zhao Xiaoqian became more and more familiar with Jiang Miaoxian and took advantage of her that Jiang Miaoxian showed her charming style of wanting to accept but also to reject.

Every beauty is different, each has her own beauty.

In Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes, Jiang Miaoxian was like aged wine, which would emit an intoxicating aroma after a long time.

And Niao Niao, like overnight urine, becomes smelly after one night.

"Come on, accompany me in to drink, and use all your tea skills on me, and don't show any mercy." Zhao Xiaoqian put his arm around Niao Niao and walked inside.

Beauty is easy to find, but green tea is hard to find.

Just because of Niao Niao's pretentious attitude of being easily angered and resentful, I will not change places today.

Being seduced by a green tea girl with all her skills can be considered a kind of practice in the world of mortals. Zhao Xiaoqian wants to challenge his own weaknesses.

Niaoniao was held obediently in Zhao Xiaoqian's arms. The two of them walked through the main hall openly and went upstairs side by side.

Such an intimate action left the patrons downstairs dumbfounded.

Wasn't that just a dazzle? Was that the arrogant and cold courtesan?
Why is she being held in a man's arms, looking so shy and well-behaved?

Those patrons who were unable to get what they wanted now looked hopeless and stared blankly at Zhao Xiaoqian hugging the goddess in their hearts and swaggering up to the attic.

There's probably nothing left to linger on in this world...

Walking into the private room in the attic, Zhao Xiaoqian looked around the environment and saw that the room was decorated very luxuriously. There were zithers, harps, flutes and shengs placed in the room. There was a small copper incense burner on the low table. A wisp of fragrance rose from the incense burner, and the air seemed to be filled with a hint of charming scent.

"Prince, this is my boudoir. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter." Niao Niao said softly as she sat next to Zhao Xiaoqian.

"No other man has come in?" Zhao Xiaoqian raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Niao Niao seemed a little angry: "Why do you humiliate me, my lord? Although I have fallen into prostitution, not every man can see me."

"Even when I meet guests, I discuss literature and poetry with them in another pavilion, playing the zither and the harp. I never let anyone touch my hands. Since I moved in, I have never allowed another man into this boudoir."

"Isn't the Crown Prince an official of the Imperial City Bureau? If you don't believe me, you can have your spies investigate."

Zhao Xiaoqian was quite surprised and asked, "You still know that I'm an official from the Imperial City Bureau?"

Niao Niao snorted softly and said, "Your Highness is a famous and meritorious official of the Song Dynasty. People are talking about your style and achievements everywhere in the streets and alleys. Who among the people of the Song Dynasty does not know about your title and official position?" As she spoke, Niao Niao knelt down and gently took off Zhao Xiaoqian's shoes, letting him step barefoot on the snow-white wool carpet. Then she also took off her embroidered shoes. Her feet were as white as snow, which made Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes shine.

Niao Niao turned and walked to the dressing table, took out a purple sachet from a red wooden box, and handed it to Zhao Xiaoqian with both hands.

"This is……?"

Niao Niao said sadly, "The prince doesn't even remember me, but I have never forgotten you. This is the sachet I embroidered for you. Inside is a few pieces of century-old agarwood, and a peace amulet I begged from Sanqing Palace..."

"I had intended to give it to you before the prince left for the war, but he left in a hurry, so I never gave the sachet away."

Zhao Xiaoqian took the sachet and looked at it over and over again.

The sachet is exquisitely made, and you can see that every stitch is carefully crafted. In the lower right corner of the front of the sachet, there is a small Chinese character "Qian" embroidered with yellow silk thread. It looks like it was truly hand-embroidered and not just bought casually on the street.

Next to the character "骞", there are actually two lines of embroidered poems. The silk thread of the poems is quite new, and it is obvious that they were embroidered in recent days.

"I haven't heard from you for half a year, and my heart is filled with sorrow."

This is a poem by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty. It is easy to understand and means exactly what it says.

Counting the days since I went on the expedition, it has been exactly half a year.

Zhao Xiaoqian couldn't help but be slightly moved.

I had originally intended to learn the other person's tea art and cultivate my own Dao heart, but now this situation...

Regardless of whether it was intentional to please, just based on this hand-embroidered sachet, even if it is really tea art, the level of tea art can be regarded as extraordinary.

What is the ultimate realm of tea art?
It's from the heart.

Not only do you want the other person to be moved by your feelings, you also have to be moved by your feelings yourself. Even you yourself can hardly distinguish between true feelings and false ones. You are considerate and caring everywhere, gentle and understanding in every way. Your every word and action are in line with the white moonlight in a man's heart.

At this level of tea art, no man will not be fooled.

Throughout history, the beauty traps used against emperors and generals are not about the beauty of the woman, but about her heart. As wise as emperors and generals are, are they really stupid?

Because you are sincere, your weakness is exploited by others. This is the essence of the beauty trap.

Zhao Xiaoqian looked up at Niao Niao, rarely looking at her formally.

It is undeniable that I was really touched for a moment just now, but any normal man would find it difficult to get over this.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoqian still had a clear mind.

Niaoniao is not Jiang Miaoxian.

The look in Jiang Miaoxian's eyes when she looked at him was full of undisguised admiration and pure affection.

Niao Niao's eyes are not so clean.

Don’t ask how you can tell. Anyone with a little experience can tell whether a member of the opposite sex loves you or not by their sixth sense.

He hugged me, danced and laughed, and did not hide his personality at all. Even a blind person could feel the stench in the air. This is love.

In the domestic film area, those women who enter the room, sit on the sofa, cross their legs and play with their mobile phones, and say they love you, can you believe it?
Which type does Niao Niao belong to?
"Miss, you are so thoughtful. I am very touched." Zhao Xiaoqian played with the sachet and suddenly reached out and hugged her in his arms.

"Niao Niao, I really don't know how to repay you for your kindness. After all, I can't embroider sachets..."

Niao Niao chuckled and said angrily, "If the prince is so clever and skillful, I'm afraid the one he likes is not a woman."

Zhao Xiaoqian also laughed: "But I don't like to owe favors to others. I have to find a way to repay you, otherwise it would be too tactless."

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaoqian reached into his bosom and took out a few golden leaves, weighing about four or five taels.

"I really don't know how to express my gratitude. These are just some vulgar things. Please don't despise them. Take them and have some fun."

Niao Niao stared blankly at the glittering gold leaves in his hand. After a moment, she couldn't help but stand up angrily.

"Prince, you... who do you think I am?" Niao Niao cried in anger.

Zhao Xiaoqian blinked: "You don't like money?"

"I like it!" Niao Niao wiped her tears, but said firmly: "But I don't like asking for your money!"

(End of this chapter)