Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 94: Her Desire to Win is Thoroughly Awakened

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Her Desire to Win is Thoroughly Awakened

Since the token was found, it goes to show that the rumors aren’t unfounded.

Either Princess Le Jia was indeed here, or someone intentionally threw her token here. Regardless of the outcome, it’s detrimental to the Imperial Family.

Ji Wang exhaled deeply, feeling a sense of anger as if he had been played. He reached out for the token and clutched it tightly.

"Please keep today’s matter to yourself, Marquis. I shall report personally to Father. The people on the ground don’t need an investigation by the Ministry of Justice; I will take them all."

He emitted a suffocating aura as he said each word: "The Princess was definitely not at Canghua Building."

Only by turning this affair into a rumor can we achieve some peace.

Cui Yun was not afraid at all; his expression was as calm as ever.

"Of course."

Ji Wang strode away.

Perhaps the pressure was too much for him, or maybe it was the genuine annoyance of being a member of the Imperial Family, which caused him to overlook the most crucial point.

Investigating people is the least necessary thing.

Even Cui Yun could assert that Ji Wang wouldn’t uncover anything.

Because Princess Le Jia had disappeared again, the scandal shaming the Imperial Family wasn’t over. Perhaps, it was just beginning.

Cui Yun flicked his official clothes and went outside.

He stood at the entrance of the corridor, half-closing his eyes as he listened to the servant by Ji Wang’s side rebuking.

"Disperse!"

"The body of the Princess, worth its weight in gold, remains unaccounted for, yet there are people harboring mal intentions and distorting the truth; such intentions are punishable!"

Cui Yun averted his gaze, with a depth in his eyes that others couldn’t comprehend.

He descended the stairs and by then, Ji Wang had already taken his people and left.

The crowd outside had also dispersed.

The prostitutes that were held were warned by the officials and then released from the building.

The newly emerged girls from Canghua Building were top courtesans, dressed in luxurious silk and satin, appearing as wealthy as daughters of affluent families.

Those that came out in the middle had slightly inferior looks, either exposing their waists or their full shoulders.

The last ones to come out seemed unaware of the cold, their bodies only draped in a layer of gauze.

Cui Yun involuntarily glimpsed the bare bodies, not knowing how many traces of men’s love were left on them.

He furrowed his brows sharply and shifted his gaze away without hesitation, a sense of nausea surging up.

He walked outside without looking elsewhere.

Jiang Zhao couldn’t help but look again and then turned to the virtuous Cui Yun, his face showing a bitter expression.

This group of graceful women would tempt even men with grandchildren; what’s going on with the lord!

Jiang Zhao made a daring decision.

He cleared his throat.

"That prostitute’s legs are slender and her waist as supple as a willow; who knows how intoxicating she is to embrace. My lord..."

Cui Yun furrowed his brow, feeling it filthy.

"Shut your mouth!"

The mere frown from him was enough to make Jiang Zhao scared from the heart.

The building was perfumed with fragrances from the Western Regions, something Cui Yun disliked. He even felt his official clothes had picked up the scent.

He strode out of Canghua Building.

And Ji Ge and Shen Hua had not yet left.

Ji Ge’s close confidante came running over with his cloak: "Young Master, your clothes, don’t catch a cold."

Ji Ge put it on: "You really know how to care for someone."

His confidante blushed and smirked, casting a provocative look at Shen Hua from an angle Ji Ge couldn’t see. Then she left cheerfully.

Shen Hua: ?

Shen Hua: ??

Shen Hua: ???

Her competitive spirit was fully awakened.

Giving a piece of clothing counts as caring? She, who could make clothes herself, hadn’t even said a word.

"Stop, what’s your name?"

The prostitute turned around with a charming smile: "This servant is called Yiyun."

Shen Hua stepped down from her carriage and walked up a few steps closer, she was shorter than Yiyun by half a head, yet still imposing.

"Both our names have two characters, where do you get off being more noble than me?"

She said arrogantly with a forceful throw of her words: "I even have more strokes in my characters than you! Am I proud of it?"

Yiyun was momentarily stunned.

It wasn’t just her, Ji Ge was the same. Except for the just-departed Cui Yun who was used to it.

But Ji Ge did not scold Shen Hua because of this.

Yiyun felt wronged and wanted to run away.

Shen Hua muttered under her breath, uninterestedly stamped her foot, and continued to pay attention to the commotion here.

Cui Yun stepped forward and approached. As if he hadn’t seen the dispute around Shen Hua, he only looked at Ji Ge.

"Seventh Prince, I have something to discuss with you."

The man’s tone was flat, revealing no fluctuations; Ji Ge remembered, Cui Yun spoke in the same tone when ordering the bodies at the Ministry of Justice to be dragged away and buried.

Ji Ge was scared.

He had a sudden insight.

"Why would you seek only me and not Shen?"

At this moment, he was indeed clever.

Shen Hua’s competitive desire continued to stir restlessly.

She held her exquisite little face, staring straight at Cui Yun.

She whispered a sentence.

"His strokes are not as many as mine."

Cui Yun had a headache.

Although Shen Hua was capricious and unreasonable, when it came to real matters, she understood human interactions better than anyone. Cui Yun had discussed the Buhuo matter with her; adding one more wasn’t a problem.

Cui Yun thought it over briefly: "Fine."

The group went to the First-tier Sky Restaurant.

None of the three had eaten yet, and the private dining rooms in the restaurant were very secretive.

Shen Hua sat down, finding it troublesome to name dishes, and straightforwardly said, "Fill the table, let the kitchen decide."

"Yes, the bamboo fungus is still saved for the young lady."

After the Shopkeeper left, he didn’t forget to close the door.

The private room was divided into an inner room for dining and an outer room with an ancient zither, convenient for musicians to play.

In Shengjing, the nobles care for elegance even when dining.

They did not request a musician.

Ji Ge cleared his throat, "Let’s agree in advance, don’t let me be the host, I have no money."

Very promising.

Yet he has money to spend in the brothel.

Ji Ge: "Of course, if you have profitable jobs, count me in."

He didn’t forget to state his conditions.

"It can’t be physically exhausting work or mentally draining work that requires racking one’s brains. Preferably something that allows for easy money without doing anything."

He sure dreams beautifully.

But indeed, there was a job that could make money and fit Ji Ge’s requirements.

Shen Hua thoughtfully.

Cui Yun threw a Jade Pendant on the table.

"Does it look familiar?"

His question was naturally directed at Ji Ge.

Ji Ge looked at it and twitched his brows.

"Why is my Jade Pendant with you?"

Cui Yun indifferently: "If the Fourth Prince steps into the building before me, finding your Jade Pendant and Princess Le Jia’s Token on the couch, what will you do?"

Shen Hua: !!!

Ji Ge would never be able to clear his name in this lifetime!

Indeed, this statement hooked Shen Hua’s curiosity, but she also knew that what Cui Yun said involved the Imperial Family.

The more you know, the worse your death will be.

In that case, she was willing to avoid suspicion.

"You guys talk; I’ll go out and look for some items."

Cui Yun’s gaze followed the young lady as she stood up, her multiple layers of clothing still making her appear round and plump. Perhaps thrown among those prostitutes, no one would notice this tightly wrapped-up Shen Hua.

Yet, Cui Yun’s eyes softened. That feeling of disgust also dissipated quite a bit.

It’s hard not to admit she’s very charming.

The girl who meticulously cared about every stroke also knew how to keep warm.

Of course, Shen Hua was busy with the matter of making money for Ji Ge.

She asked the Shopkeeper for a brush and a large wooden board.

Shen Hua crouched on the ground, pondered seriously for a moment, and rubbed her wrists. She then wrote a big line of characters on it.

—Please extend your helping hand!