At the beginning, I gave the future empress her death. I became stronger because I was stupid.

This man is the King of Qin, Qin Wuji.

The third prince of Qin, and also the most low-key prince.

He does not participate in government affairs, has no fiefdom, no personal soldiers, and has nothing else except a mansion. He has almost no sense of existence.

He likes to play with words and often wanders between major restaurants, painted boats, brothels, and Chuguan, looking for like-minded people, reciting poems, chatting, and looking for flowers and willows, which is quite romantic.

There are even rumors that King Xiaoyao fell in love with the empress of Cangyue Dynasty at first sight and once wrote a poem for her.

Of course, this is just gossip.

It is human nature to eat melons, especially the news of such prominent people, which often becomes more and more outrageous.

For this King Xiaoyao, the previous memory does not have much impression, but Qin Mu is a young man with 21st century thinking.

Naturally, the Dark God Guards launched a secret investigation on him at the first time.

Qin Mu didn't believe that there was such a prince who was indifferent to fame and fortune.

This investigation did not matter, and indeed found many clues.

This free and easy king seemed to be indifferent to fame and fortune, and he was free and unrestrained, but in fact, he had a close relationship with the Minister of War and a saint ancestor in the Great Qin Ancestral Mausoleum.

However, compared with the Hengyang King and the Huainan King who had been secretly making small moves, this free and easy king did seem to be less troublesome.

So Qin Mu didn't care about him for the time being.

Unexpectedly, he also came to Zuichunlou today.

Qin Mu's mouth curled up slightly.

It's really fate.

Looking at Qin Wuji walking up the stairs, Qingqing's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

Although this person is far less handsome than His Majesty, there are some similarities between his eyebrows...

"Sir, this person seems to be very similar to you..." Qingqing leaned close to Qin Mu's ear and whispered quietly.

Hearing this, Qin Mu's smile became even wider, but he didn't answer.

Behind Qin Wuji were four beautiful women of equal beauty.

The four women had skin whiter than snow, eyes like water, cherry mouths, lips like red, and delicate facial features, which could be called stunning.

What was even more eye-catching was that they all wore very eye-catching fiery red dresses, with gold hairpins and jade rings in their hair, and a piece of emerald jade pendant tied around their waists. They were graceful and looked particularly charming.

The four women stood in a row, as if they were blooming flowers.

It was dazzling and hard to look away.

But the strange thing was that these four girls were obviously Qin Wuji's maids, but the eyes they looked at Qin Wuji did not show much respect, but instead had a slight... condescending attitude.

There was a feeling of not being able to distinguish between the main and the subordinate, and they did not look like maids at all.

Of course, ordinary people could not see it at all.

Because they did not dare to keep their eyes on Qin Wuji's four maids.

Only Qin Mu dared to look at them so boldly.

At this time, Qin Wuji, who had just gone upstairs, also noticed Qin Mu's presence. He was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise and a barely perceptible flicker in his eyes.

He looked around and found that there was no one around Qin Mu except a maid, and he was even more surprised.

However, Qin Wuji soon thought of something. He did not make a fuss or make any exaggerated moves. He just nodded slightly to Qin Mu to show etiquette.

Qin Mu also smiled slightly and nodded as a return gesture.

At this time, other people in Zuichunlou also noticed Qin Wuji's arrival.

"Look! Isn't that the King Xiaoyao!"

Someone recognized Qin Wuji.

The King Xiaoyao often went in and out of the restaurant, and every time he went in and out, he never concealed his appearance and identity. He was upright and casual.

So many civilians in Chang'an City also knew this King Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, the Zuichunlou, which was originally very quiet, exploded instantly!

"It's really the King of Freedom!"

"Hahaha! The King of Freedom is here!"

"I've heard that the King of Freedom likes to have fun with the people in the restaurant, but I didn't expect to meet him today."

"I wonder if the King of Freedom is willing to have a few drinks with us?"

.........

Everyone exclaimed, and the whole Zuichunlou was boiling again.

And more and more people gathered.

After all, the princes are high and mighty, and they are usually out of reach. Now that they can see his face, they are naturally very excited.

In an instant, a group of people rushed forward and surrounded Qin Wuji.

"Thank you for the compliment." Qin Wuji bowed his hands modestly.

Qin Wuji calmly dealt with the conversations of the crowd, and kept a warm smile all the time.

Qin Mu sat back in his seat again, watching Qin Wuji deal with all this with interest.

"King of Freedom?" Qingqing widened her beautiful eyes, and a trace of realization appeared on her face.

No wonder she always felt familiar just now, it turned out to be the King of Freedom.

"Your Highness, King Xiaoyao!" Someone shouted at this time.

Qin Wuji turned his head and smiled faintly.

"King Xiaoyao, I am Li Mingyang, a contemporary calligrapher. Can you please write two calligraphy pieces for us?" A young man in brocade clothes stood up and bowed.

The young man was about 20 years old, wearing a scholar's clothes, and had a rather elegant temperament.

At this moment, his face was ruddy, his eyes were shining, and he seemed very excited.

"Since you have spoken, I will show you my ugliness." Qin Wuji smiled lightly, and then splashed ink on the paper.

"Good calligraphy! It is unrestrained and elegant, with a majestic momentum, like a flying dragon and a dancing phoenix, fascinating." Someone exclaimed.

"It's really a good handwriting."

"His Highness King Xiaoyao is as charming and admirable as the rumors say!"

Everyone praised him repeatedly and was extremely satisfied.

"Thank you, King Xiaoyao." Li Mingyang clasped his fists to thank him.

Qin Wuji waved his hand lightly: "You're welcome, it's just a few words."

After that, he bowed slightly to everyone: "Everyone, continue to drink and have fun. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After that, Qin Wuji led the four maids to leave slowly and went to the third floor box.

Before leaving, Qin Wuji's eyes vaguely swept over Qin Mu.

As soon as Qin Wuji left, the restaurant resumed its hustle and bustle, and everyone continued to drink.

"Young Master..." Qingqing hesitated.

Qin Mu raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and chuckled: "What's wrong?"

"I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with King Xiaoyao..." Qingqing said with a frown.

Qin Mu's mouth curled up with a playful look: "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell, I always feel that... he shouldn't be this kind of person..." Qingqing shook her head, "Maybe it's my illusion."

Qin Mu held the teacup, his eyes deep: "Maybe."

After taking a sip, Qin Mu stood up and walked to the third floor: "Let's go, let's go to the third floor to have a look."

Qingqing was stunned before she reacted and hurriedly followed him.

..........

Qin Mu pushed the door into a private room in Zuichunlou.

In the private room, a man stood by the window with his hands behind his back.

After seeing Qin Mu come in, the man turned around, revealing a handsome face, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth and a faint smile.

Then he bowed slightly and said: "Your Highness, your younger brother."

"No need to be polite." Qin Mu waved his hand and then walked in.

Qingqing followed closely behind, lowering her head, looking well-behaved.

The four maids that Qin Wuji brought with him were divided into two rows, standing aside, also with their heads bowed, looking respectful, completely different from what Qin Mu had seen just now.

Seeing this, Qin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He sat down gently, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup, and took a sip.

"Good tea." Qin Mu praised.