There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

"Huh? Wait a minute!"

Upon hearing this, Honglian tried to pull away to stop Jiang Mo, but Han Fei reached out and grabbed her: "Alright, let's hurry back to the palace. Father must have been waiting for me for a long time."

"You still know that!"

"Not a single word. The army sent to pick you up couldn't find you either. Last time I..."

The scolding abruptly stopped.

Honglian, interrupted by Han Fei, suddenly turned her head, but could no longer find that indifferent and cold figure.

"What happened last time?"

Han Fei's questioning voice came from the side, but Hong Lian had no intention of continuing the previous conversation. She muttered dejectedly:

"I didn't even get his name."

"Who? Brother Jiang? His given name is Mo. Don't you two know each other? How come you don't even know his name?"

Han Fei was increasingly confused about the situation.

Upon finally learning Jiang Mo's name, Honglian's beautiful eyes lit up, and she finally deigned to acknowledge Han Fei, giving him a sweet smile.

"Brother, are you and Jiang Mo good friends?"

"What Jiang Mo? That's rude. You should call him brother too."

The two bickered as they walked toward the palace, completely unaware that a graceful figure was leaning against the railing, gazing into the distance.

As the butterfly's wings fluttered slightly, the interested gaze shifted from Han Fei and met another cold, stern gaze.

Chapter 79 The Enchanting Shadow of Purple Orchid

Zilanxuan, a brothel that has become increasingly popular in Xinzheng City in recent years, occupies a rather spacious area in this capital city where land is extremely valuable.

Here, the pavilion lives up to its name.

Its overall decoration style is mainly purple, and it is surrounded by magnolia trees in full bloom. Although it is in the bustling and prosperous city of Xinzheng, it exudes a rare tranquility and elegance.

It seems that as soon as you step into this place, you can forget all the troubles of the mundane world.

The rooms on the second floor and above all have fairly spacious windows facing outwards, with light purple gauze curtains hanging down to block the eager prying eyes of passersby.

However, it wasn't completely covered up.

Not to mention a sunny day, even under the cover of a dark night, with the help of the dim light inside the house, one can always see graceful figures projected on the window.

Charming and beautiful.

It makes one yearn for it.

However, it was morning, which might be the start of a busy day for others, but it was a rare quiet moment for Zilanxuan, this den of extravagance, during the day.

The door was slightly ajar, and few guests came to visit.

Occasionally, guests, barely concealing their hangover, would hurriedly emerge from the pavilion, their eyes darting around with a hint of furtively furtiveness.

The entire Zilan Pavilion was enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

However, the owner of this place did not take advantage of this leisurely time to rest properly.

In a second-floor room with the window slightly open, a slender and beautiful woman leans against the window, her discreet gaze peering at the street scene through the gap.

Little did she know that the people on the street were also watching her.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, causing his long eyelashes to flutter gently like butterfly wings, and a look of interest flashed in his deep purple eyes.

Purple Maiden.

Even with just a fleeting glance, Jiang Mo, who had anticipated this moment, effortlessly recognized the beautiful woman by the window.

The other party at this moment still looks like the character he often appears in anime.

Her long, light purple hair was coiled on her head, styled into a simple and easy-to-move bun, and not left to hang down or fall loosely.

Her features were charming and beautiful.

What she revealed was a mature charm that Honglian and the others had not yet possessed, especially her eyes with slightly upturned corners, which always brought a faint sense of pressure when she looked around.

That's the kind of temperament that comes from years of having a voice.

In modern terms, this is called the "mature and sophisticated woman" style.

As the mistress of Zilan Pavilion, Zi Nu should not be short of money, but her clothes are quite simple compared to Hong Lian's.

The clothes she was wearing included a black bodysuit as a base layer.

The tight-fitting bodysuit accentuated her mature and alluring curves, with large openings on both sides of her waist and abdomen revealing the enchanting butterfly wing patterns on her fair skin, always drawing people's gaze.

Over her bodysuit, she wore a purple shawl and a long fishtail skirt.

The purple shawl and fishtail skirt tightly hugged her chest, waist, hips, and legs, seemingly intentionally highlighting these alluring and sexy areas, making the whole outfit even more seductive.

To the average person, these clothes might seem a bit shabby.

She is not worthy of being the master of Zilan Pavilion.

However, Jiang Mo had amazing eyesight. Even though he was standing on the side of the street looking up, he could still see the faint cloud brocade pattern on the unremarkable black bodysuit.

It is absolutely the finest fabric.

Ordinary people would never have the opportunity to come into contact with it in their entire lives.

Women with a mature and sophisticated demeanor are often closely associated with the attribute of being wealthy, and the woman in front of us, Zi Nu, is clearly no exception.

Therefore, in Jiang Mo's eyes, her charm was even more outstanding.

She became increasingly charming and alluring.

Especially Zi Nu's extremely rare cherry blossom pink and light purple lip color, paired with the peculiar patterns at the corners of her eyes that resemble fangs and butterfly wings, made her appear even more alluring.

From the corner of the eye to the waist.

Jiang Mo made no attempt to conceal his gaze, carefully scanning the striking features on Zi Nu's body, while also searching his mind for any possible clues related to her.

But they still came up empty-handed.

It was clear that those were not tattoos, but rather exquisitely drawn strokes, just like the battle markings on Yan Lingji's body that enhanced her power.

Zi Nu was already alert.

Furthermore, Jiang Mo did not deliberately conceal his aura or hide his gaze, so she, who was standing by the window, quickly noticed his presence.

This person is the one who entered the city with Young Master Han Fei just now...

With a single glance, Zi Nu immediately recognized Jiang Mo's identity. She wasn't just leaning against the window peeking out out of boredom; she had received information about Young Master Han Fei and was deliberately keeping watch here.

The intelligence report also mentioned Jiang Mo, who was traveling with them.

A strand of white hair grew on his forehead, his face was cold and indifferent, and his movements seemed quite swift...

These familiar features made Zi Nu subconsciously think of her partner, and she already had a considerable interest in Jiang Mo.

Just now, the other party was seen pulling and tugging at Princess Honglian in public.

Could it be that this person has a close relationship with the South Korean royal family?

The ongoing situation in South Korea, with the return of Prince Han Fei from his studies abroad, has already created a tense atmosphere, like a storm brewing.

Under such circumstances, Zi Nu would certainly not overlook even the slightest factor.

With a light lift of her slender hand, she gently pushed the window out a little further. She leaned against the window with a rather languid posture, her eyes fixed on Jiang Mo below.

It seemed as if they wanted to deeply etch the other person's expression and appearance into their hearts.

"Sister...sister?"

A melodious voice, like the chirping of birds in an empty mountain, rang out in the room. It was a heavenly sound that should have attracted attention at any time, but it took several calls to get Zi Nu's attention.

"Well, what happened?"

Zi Nu was stunned, realizing that she had been so engrossed in watching that she had overlooked Nong Yu, who was playing the zither inside the room. Even now that she had come to her senses, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Such a loss of composure was something she usually only displayed when dealing with guests.

Could it be that I've been infected too?

"Sister, if you are tired, you should go and rest early. If there is anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask Nongyu."

With her slender fingers resting on the strings, Nongyu looked up at Zinu with some concern.

This time of day should have been Zi Nu's usual time to rest, but today she was unusually standing by the window, waiting for something.

When Nongyu's attempts to persuade him failed, she could only play the zither in an attempt to help him relax.

Unexpectedly, Zi Nu stood by the window like a statue, not only remaining motionless for a long time but also ignoring her calls.

Faced with Zi Nu's unusually abnormal behavior, Nong Yu couldn't help but worry that she might have been overworking herself lately.

"It's alright, I'm fine... Never mind, I'll go back to my room to rest later. Nongyu, don't study the score for too long."

Instinctively, Zi Nu opened her mouth to defend herself.

But thinking about her somewhat out-of-control behavior just now, Zi Nu swallowed her words back. She glanced back at the scenery outside the window and, finding that Jiang Mo was no longer there, closed the window.

Perhaps I have indeed been overworking lately.

Shaking her head inwardly, Zi Nu still couldn't truly relax, still thinking that she should have someone keep an eye on Jiang Mo's movements.

Unexpectedly, the next meeting came so soon.

"Sister, a young master Jiang specifically requests to meet you in person."

That night, Zi Nu was methodically arranging everything at Zi Lan Xuan when a young lady from the Xuan Xuan swayed gracefully to her side, smiling charmingly as she asked for her instructions:

"If elder sister is unwilling, younger sister is happy to help entertain that young master."

Chapter 80 Please do me a favor, Miss Zi Nu.

A young man arrived at Zilan Pavilion.

At first, the distinguished guests coming and going didn't pay much attention, after all, although the young man was handsome, his coarse linen clothes could hardly hide his shabby appearance.