Chapter 572 Taking Risks

Of course, it wasn't all just a discussion for fun, there were also skin and hatred.

As the Xiahe cocktail party approached, the nobles of Qinhuai had all prepared silver and were ready to take the lead in Zhihua on the same day. There was even a young man who had finally persuaded his family to agree to redeem Zhihua, but he didn't expect to be intercepted a few days before the Xiahe cocktail party.

If it was on the day of the Xiahe cocktail party, it would be fine to use silver to beat them.

There were young men who couldn't eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour. They immediately muttered in their hearts that it was the Duke of Anguo who used power to force Huaxianglou to offer Miss Zhihua.

But no matter what, the fact had already happened, and they could only watch Chen Mo and Zhihua board the ship of Tingxuan Tower.

It was not yet noon, and it was not time for drinking and eating, but almost all the private rooms in Tingxuan Tower were occupied, drinking tea and joking.

Tingxuan Pavilion is a place for the rich and powerful to make friends and chat. It is elegant and quiet. The interior is not luxurious, but rather simple, giving a feeling of returning to nature. The hall on the first floor is spacious and quiet, and the air is filled with wisps of fragrance.

Qin Hao, the boss behind Tingxuan Pavilion, was originally entertaining several friends on the second floor. When he heard his subordinates report that Duke Anguo was coming, he hurried forward to greet him and bowed his hands: "I greet Duke Anguo. Miss Zhihua is the host today. I didn't tell me that Duke Anguo would come. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality. Duke Anguo, please go upstairs."

"Mr. Qin, the private room I booked is downstairs." Zhihua said.

The private rooms in Tingxuan Pavilion are always in short supply, and the seats upstairs are better than those downstairs. With Zhao Ping's ability, if he didn't make an appointment a few months in advance, it would be impossible to get a good seat in Tingxuan Pavilion.

And Zhao Ping didn't know whether Chen Mo would come to the appointment, so naturally he couldn't tell Qin Hao that the person being invited was Chen Mo.

Qin Hao laughed loudly and said, "How can the downstairs be suitable for the status of Duke Anguo?"

He then looked at Chen Mo and said, "Duke Anguo, please come up."

"Since Mr. Qin is so kind, let's go upstairs." Chen Mo glanced at Zhihua and smiled.

Qin Hao's face turned red. Duke Anguo's words meant that he accepted his goodwill.

Zhihua bowed to Qin Hao.

Then the two of them went up the stairs under the guidance of Qin Hao, stopped at the private room on the top floor of the building, and opened the door.

This private room was specially reserved by Qin Hao and was not sold to the public. He was worried that some big shots would come to Tingxuan Pavilion and there would be no seats.

It happened to be used today.

After taking the two to the place, Qin Hao withdrew.

If he stayed by the side any longer, it would be too inconsiderate.

The room was filled with incense, and there were tea tables, chess tables, desks, etc., and a low wooden bed was placed on the inside.

After Qin Hao left, Zhihua had taken off the veil on her face. When she saw the wooden bed, a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Please sit down, Lord Anguo." Zhihua invited Chen Mo to sit down in front of the tea table.

Chen Mo sat down first without any restraint.

Zhihua sat down next to Chen Mo's right hand.

There was a pot of hot water and new tea produced this year on the tea table.

This is the rule of Tingxuan Building. Regardless of whether there is anyone in the private room, the staff must come to change the hot water every half an hour.

As the courtesan of the brothel, Zhihua is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, her tea-making skills are also excellent.

Brewing a pot, placing tea, warming the cup, and pouring.

Each step is very serious.

While Zhihua was making tea, Chen Mo looked at the other person's appearance without a trace of concealment.

As the most popular courtesan of Huaxianglou this year, her appearance is outstanding, with a high nose bridge, red lips, white skin, and eyebrows as thin as silk.

The delicate tea-making action adds to her beauty.

"Duke Anguo, is there anything dirty on my face?" Zhihua's face became redder as if she noticed Chen Mo's gaze.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"What is Duke Anguo looking at?"

"At the beauty."

"Ah?" Zhihua's cheeks were hot, and she almost spilled the tea in front of her out of shyness.

Without waiting for her to speak, Chen Mo continued, "There are indeed many beauties in Jiangnan, but in front of Zhihua, they are nothing."

Zhihua's cheeks were red as if they were about to drip water, just like the girl next door. She was too shy to look at Chen Mo and stammered, "Duke Anguo, you are joking. How can a humble slave be compared to those noble ladies?"

Chen Mo said, "It's not your fault that you are of humble origin. Miss Zhihua, why should you belittle yourself? Besides, I was never joking."

"It is my honor to be favored by Duke Anguo."

While speaking, Zhihua also brewed tea, then poured a cup for Chen Mo, and handed it to Chen Mo with both hands: "Duke Anguo, please have tea."

Chen Mo took it with both hands, smiled and nodded, and then gently lifted the teacup to his mouth with both hands. This is a very standard tea etiquette.

The sleeves of Chen Mo's robe were relatively wide, and when he drank tea, the process of the tea entering his mouth was completely blocked.

"Good tea." Chen Mo pursed his lips and said.

Zhihua filled Chen Mo's cup again and continued, "The horse was frightened and ran wild on the street. If it weren't for the help of An Guogong's people, I really don't know what would have happened. There were so many people at that time, and I didn't thank An Guogong properly. Today, I invite An Guogong to a banquet to make up for the guilt in my heart."

After saying that, she bowed to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo helped Zhihua up and smiled, "It's just a little help, no need to be polite."

Zhihua shook his head: "For An Guogong, this is just a small effort, but for the slave, it is a life-saving favor."

After saying that, he knelt down in front of Chen Mo and said softly: "If Duke An Guo doesn't mind that I come from a humble background, I am willing to be a slave and maidservant for the rest of my life, serving Duke An Guo."

Chen Mo looked at Zhi Hua, who was crouching in front of him, with his eyes lowered, thinking in his mind, could the other party really just stage this scene to get close to him and achieve a class jump?

"Could it be that there is poison in the body?" Chen Mo suddenly thought abstractly.

After all, it's not impossible.

There are many people in this world who want to kill him.

But the Zhihua who appeared in front of him at this moment was too strange.

However, in order to find out what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, Chen Mo decided to deal with her again: "It's just a trivial matter. Miss Zhihua doesn't have to be like this. If you really want to thank me, just dance for me." Let’s look back at the sword.”

Zhihua was stunned for a moment, then his hand hanging down from his body tightened slightly, and then he raised his head and said: "I know a little about chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, but I am still a little clumsy in sword dancing, but since it is Duke An who wants to see it, That slave is ugly."

There is naturally a sword in this private room.