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

Glancing at Jiang Mo's bloodless, pale face, Zi Nu couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly, deeply worried about his health.

"If you don't come in and take a look, how will anyone know if you're dead or not?"

"It's nothing, it's just..."

Unable to reveal the secrets related to the old book, Jiang Mo considered his actions briefly and then came up with a seemingly plausible reason for his behavior:

"I've been having headaches and insomnia lately, and I need alcohol to fall asleep."

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing."

In reality, Jiang Mo's words were half true and half false. He didn't have insomnia, but rather the experience of being in the dungeon while in monster form was extremely torturous.

This forced Jiang Mo to interrupt the dungeon process from time to time and return to reality to catch his breath.

But the mental discomfort was more tormenting than simple physical pain, forcing Jiang Mo to take some additional measures to alleviate it.

In Zilan Pavilion, the easiest thing to get your hands on is wine.

It wasn't a case of alcohol withdrawal.

"In short, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Miss Zi Nu."

Not wanting to delve deeper into the previous topic, Jiang Mo raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, signaling to Zi Nu to leave:

"Please leave, young lady."

"what?"

The observant Zi Nu, who was trying to deduce Jiang Mo's physical condition based on her own knowledge, was temporarily unable to keep up with his train of thought.

Her cherry-pink lips parted slightly, and she unconsciously uttered a confused sound.

"I'm going back to sleep."

"Miss Zi Nu, do you still intend to stay?"

It was rare to see Zi Nu's face showing such a stunned expression. Even Jiang Mo, who had a very cold demeanor, couldn't help but have a slightly flirtatious thought at this moment.

He subconsciously made a sarcastic remark to Zi Nu.

"Who wants to stay!"

Jiang Mo was just making a casual joke, but Zi Nu interpreted it quite differently. This caused her cheeks to flush slightly, and she couldn't help but playfully scold him.

Staying in a place like Zilan Pavilion carries a deeper meaning.

Zi Nu glanced at Jiang Mo again, making sure that his breathing was steady and there was no sign that he might die suddenly at any moment, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with, young lady."

She had already reached the door when Jiang Mo's call came from behind her again. Zi Nu didn't turn around, but she stopped pushing the door open, though she didn't immediately answer.

"Please speak, sir."

"I'm looking for someone in Xinzheng City, or maybe a prison that shouldn't exist..."

"I wonder if Miss Zi Nu has any solutions?"

Chapter 92 Hu Meiren: Let me see who Honglian is thinking about...

You owe me a favor.

Will you try your best to meet all requests?

As Zi Nu pushed open the door to Jiang Mo's room and stepped out, she was still pondering the promise he had made in exchange for information when she heard a soft "click" behind her.

That was the sound of the door bolt locking.

What does it mean?

I just left the room and you immediately locked the door from the inside? Do you really not want to be in the same room with yourself?

Is this the attitude you should have when asking someone for a favor?

As the saying goes, those involved are often blinded by their own perspective. Zi Nu herself was completely unaware that her emotions were fluctuating too much today.

As the saying goes, they indulged in revelry and debauchery.

In a brothel like Zilanxuan, alcohol is always a must.

Even in the original anime, the main characters who gather here, whether for casual chats or private discussions, are always holding wine bottles.

The elegant guests who come here, under the gentle whispers of the beautiful women, inevitably make a significant contribution to the wine and spirits sales of Zilan Pavilion. And when people are drunk, they may do all sorts of outrageous things, so it is always Zi Nu who deals with those troublesome guests.

Faced with their rudeness and offense, Zi Nu always smiled, her heart calm and undisturbed.

How could things be like they are now, where I'm being led by the nose?

However, as the saying goes, an outsider's perspective is always clearer. A gentle female voice, powerful enough to make even a lark envious, rang in my ears, filled with deep concern:

"Sister, are you alright?"

"Huh? Nongyu, what brings you here? Of course I'm fine. I'm not the one who's drunk and out of control."

Instinctively, I looked up at the sound and a dazzling light immediately caught my eye.

The fiery agate hanging at Nongyu's waist reflected the sunlight, radiating a dazzling brilliance. It seemed as if a sky full of fiery clouds and rosy light were swirling within it, a truly breathtaking sight. Even the red lotus jade pendant in Zinu's hand paled in comparison.

Fire Rain Manor...

Baiyue...

Perhaps influenced by Jiang Mo's request earlier, when Zi Nu saw Nong Yu's ever-present Fire Rain Agate, many of the rumors she had collected flashed through her mind.

However, she quickly composed herself.

When she smiled gently, she had already regained her usual elegant and composed demeanor, reaching out to tidy up Nongyu's slightly disheveled hair:

"Your hair isn't even styled properly, why are you in such a panic?"

"It's because Nongyu is too impatient."

Upon hearing Zi Nu's slightly reprimanding words, Nong Yu realized that she had not done as well as the other party had requested, trying to remain calm and composed in the face of anything.

She lowered her head in shame and obediently admitted her mistake.

Even though Nongyu didn't offer any explanation, Zinu could guess that the little girl had probably heard gossip from the other sisters and was worried about being taken advantage of, which was why she rushed over.

Therefore, there was no real intention to condemn Nongyu.

Instead, she glared at the other Zilanxuan sisters around her, who all had mocking expressions on their faces, and secretly laughed and cursed in her heart: "One or two ingrates, all thinking of making a fool of me."

Nongyu is better; she knows how to care for people.

After giving some instructions, Zi Nu chased away the group of sluts who were crowding around the door, and after saying something to Nong Yu, she returned to her room.

"You seem to care a lot about that guy?"

A figure who seemed to have been waiting for a long time stood by the window, his back to Zi Nu. He did not turn around, but coldly uttered these words.

Her snow-white short hair was dazzling in the sunlight.

"Aren't you also bothered by it? Otherwise, why would you have come here on your own initiative? I had no idea that Wei Zhuang, the successor of Guigu, had become a lecherous rogue who likes to barge into women's boudoirs~"

Zi Nu was not surprised by Wei Zhuang's appearance.

However, perhaps because Jiang Mo had just teased her with similar words, Zi Nu also used similar words to mock Wei Zhuang, who had come uninvited.

So that this elusive fellow wouldn't actually think of her boudoir as a place he could come and go as he pleased.

“I’m not a lecherous rogue, you’re not a weak woman, and this isn’t some ordinary boudoir…”

Wei Zhuang probably wouldn't bother with other matters.

However, he still offered a defense regarding his own reputation, his sharp eyes darting around as he spoke, quickly spotting several traps.

It's poisonous and contains hidden weapons.

Even with Wei Zhuang's skills, he wouldn't dare to wander around or touch anything here.

However, Zi Nu, who had set up the trap, naturally had no such reservations. She walked to the dressing table, sat down, and replied to Wei Zhuang:

"Before you say you're not a lecher, you have to learn to knock on the door first."

What information did you get from him?

Wei Zhuang glossed over some awkward questions and only inquired about topics he was interested in. Zi Nu, in turn, didn't hold back in sharing her knowledge with this collaborator.

However, details such as Jiang Mo taking advantage of her will naturally be omitted.

After recounting the clues she had discovered on the other party and adding to her numerous speculations, Zi Nu paused slightly.

After careful consideration, he finally spoke:

"Why not let the Seven Absolutes Hall make further contact with him? Perhaps those deeply hidden secrets will surface on their own."

Meanwhile, in the Han King's palace...

Honglian sat listlessly under the peach tree, resting her chin on her hand and gazing at the fragrant blooming peaches and plums. The brush and ink beside her had not been touched for a long time.

The silk scrolls scattered haphazardly on the table all depicted the likeness of a person.

His expression was cold and stern, his face indifferent, and his eyes deep and unfathomable…

Who else could it be but Jiang Mo?

A series of rapidly approaching footsteps interrupted Honglian's daze. She saw Yaotao, the palace maid who served her, and her eyes immediately lit up.

He instinctively got up and went to meet her.

The spoiled and willful Honglian would only be so eager when she needed something. As a lowly palace maid, Yaotao was not flattered at all by this sight; instead, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

He almost knelt down and performed a full salute.

"How's it going? Any news yet? You can't even find out where Jiang Mo is staying in Xinzheng? You can't possibly not find out that much?"

Honglian immediately pulled the other person up and couldn't wait to ask questions.

"In, in the Purple Orchid Pavilion..."

Yao Tao felt that this was probably not the answer the princess wanted to hear, but she dared not not answer, much less lie, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and stammer out a reply.

"Purple Orchid Pavilion? What kind of place is that?"

As a princess, Honglian rarely had the opportunity to leave the palace, and no one would dare to take her to brothels, so naturally she had never heard of the famous Zilan Pavilion.