She really didn't dare to equate the young man opposite him with a prostitute.
"His Royal Highness, look, our girl Xian'er's talent has also been demonstrated, and there are several girls behind us waiting to take the stage..."
"No need." Ye Huang raised the folding fan in his hand and waved it handsomely. A piece of white jade on the fan handle was like his pampered hands, emitting a faint soft light.
Aunt Luo Yi's flattering expression froze, and then she changed to a more doggy look, and asked cautiously: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"
"Didn't Mom say that if I want to take Miss Xian'er away, I have to make her an oiran?" Ye Huang smiled indifferently and said arrogantly, "Then there is no need to continue this competition. This oiran candidate,
I have decided that it will be Miss Xian'er, what do you think?"
Hua Yunshang is undoubtedly the most dazzling person in the field. No one has any objection to choosing her to be the oiran's wife. However, when His Highness the Crown Prince said so, no one was happy.
Why?
Why do they pursue the oiran? Isn't it because they hope to be her first guest? His Highness the Crown Prince's intention is obvious. Hua Xian'er became the first oiran, which has nothing to do with them.
Ye Huang's flattery blinked sooner or later, and his appearance was clearly showing off. Look, look, no one is more powerful than me.
Sooner or later, I would fake a smile and think about how to answer.
"Since everyone has no objections, Miss Xian'er will be the oiran tonight," Ye Huang still smiled and asked Aunt Roy, "Mom, do you have anything to say?"
"Xian'er is from my Hongxing Courtyard. She can be the most beautiful and come out on top. Naturally, my mother is happy for her, but..." Aunt Luo Yi's heart beat like a drum, but when she thought of the high priest's blood staining her a few days ago,
Seeing the scene in Hongxingyuan, she regained her courage and said loudly: "It's just that we have made a rule before. The first guest of the oiran lady tonight will be the richest and most luxurious..."
Before she could finish her words, Ye Huang slapped his palm on the table and dropped the tea cup. His delicate face was instantly domineering and full of fierceness.
"Mom, what do you mean by this? Isn't what I said clear enough? I want to take Miss Xian'er back to the palace. How much does it cost? I will give it to you. Or does my mother think that anyone here dares to argue with me?
Fighting? Who is more powerful than me?"
Aunt Luo Yi knelt down in a hurry, her heart pounding incessantly. What kind of thing is this? Picking up a beauty also brought disaster. No wonder the former people said that beauty is a disaster, and the beauty of the city is still there.
If it doesn't fall over, her Hongxingyuan will suffer.
Be it the Crown Prince or the Priest, there is no one she can offend.
Now that the prince is angry, she doesn't dare to go against his wishes again. The high priest is not here anyway, so why not...
Just when I thought this, the bloody scene of that night flashed through my mind. Aunt Roy was lying on the ground, her old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum. Not even rouge and gouache could cover up the paleness of her face.
In the private room, Ye Yu snorted coldly and looked at Ye Huang with disdain. He was really a mediocre person. He was showing off his authority for a low-level prostitute in a place like this. It really lost the royal dignity.
If the country of Ye was really handed over to his hands, wouldn't it mean that he and the royal family would decline?
My father could tolerate it, but he wouldn’t allow it!
Ye Yu slowly stood up and lifted the curtain of the elegant room. With a faint smile on his lips, Ye Yu slowly walked up to Ye Huang.