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The room where Le Yao Yao and the others were located was on the second floor.
Inside this room, there were two large windows.
One window was wide open, offering a panoramic view of Weihe.
The other window allowed for a close-up view of everything happening below.
Perhaps the old madam knew that Leng Junyu and the others were either wealthy or noble, as the room she provided them was clearly of a higher standard.
Le Yao Yao stood by the window, looking down at the hall.
She saw that the space was divided into two levels.
The first floor was a grand hall filled with numerous round tables.
Below, many men and women were huddled together. Some were laughing and chatting, others were drinking and playing games, while some, already tipsy, embraced and kissed each other openly in front of everyone…
Watching the indulgent scene below made Le Yao Yao blush with shyness.
After all, she had never been to such a place before.
Especially seeing the openness of those below and the live display of passion made her face turn red. Eventually, Le Yao Yao had no choice but to look away from the intimate and suggestive scene beneath her.
Just then, a sudden commotion arose from below, as if someone had arrived.
Soon after, a beautiful melody began to play softly.
The music was enchanting and captivating; at times it fluttered like butterflies dancing or cranes soaring, joyful and harmonious; at other times it sounded like pearls falling onto a jade plate, producing delightful chimes; sometimes it resembled gentle rain pattering on banana leaves; and at other moments it felt like swallows cutting through the spring breeze or eagles soaring through willow branches…
However, in comparison to the mesmerizing music, the musician playing was even more stunningly beautiful!
Standing gracefully, her face adorned with delicate beauty, her skin was translucent and flawless, as if it could be broken by a gentle touch.
Her black hair flowed like silk, and her dark eyebrows arched naturally. Her eyes sparkled like water, clear and bright, complemented by a charming nose and vibrant red lips, creating an almost perfect harmony.
The woman was truly beautiful, exuding an air of aloofness that seemed to keep others at bay.
At first glance, she resembled a noble and icy Tianshan Snow Lotus.
Even though Le Yao Yao considered herself quite attractive, she was still taken aback by the stunning presence of the woman below.
Heavens! This woman was truly remarkable!
Although there was an unmistakable chill about her, it only drew people in closer rather than pushing them away.
This woman must be the Frost Maiden that the old madam mentioned earlier!
Truly a name that suited her—cold as ice!
Le Yao Yao sighed inwardly, her eyes openly expressing her astonishment as she gazed at the woman below.
However, because all her attention was focused on the enchanting figure below, she remained unaware that Leng Junyu had noticed the admiration in her eyes. His handsome brows furrowed slightly.
His cold gaze swept over the woman below.
Yet, he merely glanced at her before quickly averting his eyes.
After all, in his mind, while the woman below was beautiful, she could not compare to someone else…
In contrast to Leng Junyu, Nangong Junxi also appeared momentarily captivated upon seeing the woman playing the zither below. However, his gaze was purely one of appreciation.
After all, within the palace, beauties were abundant; every three years there would be selections for various roles, including numerous princesses. His Empress Mother was also a great beauty.
Although she was now over forty, she still maintained her elegance and charm. After all, how else could she capture the heart of her father, the emperor?
Thus, when Nangong Junxi saw the woman below, he was momentarily astonished but quickly regained his composure and spoke.
"The woman down there is quite beautiful, and her skills are impressive! This girl is the star performer here, the Frost Maiden!?"
Nangong Junxi directed this question to the two young women beside him.
Though the two women felt a twinge of dissatisfaction at Nangong Junxi's attention being focused on the woman below, they still answered truthfully.
"Yes, young master, she is indeed the Frost Maiden!"
"However, while she is beautiful, her personality is rather cold. She rarely speaks to others and carries herself with great pride!"
The jealousy among the women was palpable as they continued to express their disdain.
Nangong Junxi paid little mind to their comments and turned to Leng Junyu beside him.
"Senior Brother, what do you think?"
Upon hearing Nangong Junxi's words, Leng Junyu merely lowered his gaze, his expression calm and unruffled as he replied without any hint of emotion.
"Not much."
"Haha... Senior Brother, your standards are quite high! But honestly, I feel the same way. That girl is just a bit pretty; however, her skills are indeed commendable!"
Nangong Junxi stated matter-of-factly.
After all, he had seen many beautiful women. Even though the woman below possessed an exceptional grace, to him, she was merely an exquisite object with no interest to spark his curiosity.
Why was it that his royal brothers had always said that opposites attract, and that men are invariably drawn to beautiful women?
Yet, why was it completely the opposite for him!?
He felt no interest whatsoever in the beautiful women below; instead, he found himself more captivated by the little eunuch beside him...
Oh, here we go again!
Heavens!
He was spiraling into wild thoughts once more! This couldn't continue! He had to cure this abnormal inclination before it became irreparable.
He was a man, a normal man, and thus he could only like women!
Yes, just like that!
Nangong Junxi kept emphasizing this in his mind, and then turned to the maidservant who had been attending to him.
"Go, summon Frost Maiden to come up and play us a tune!"
"This..."
The maidservant hesitated upon hearing Nangong Junxi's request. However, after he handed her ten taels of silver, she immediately broke into a bright smile and dashed out eagerly.
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but sigh inwardly; having money certainly made things easier!
Ten taels of silver! That was her salary for five months—what a rip-off! Truly, some people were born with different fates.
She felt a surge of frustration within her!
As a result, Le Yao Yao's expression of grievance deepened.
After receiving the silver from Nangong Junxi, the girl quickly got to work. Before long, she returned, but unfortunately, she had not managed to invite the Frost Maiden as expected.
"Young Master, I'm sorry, but the Frost Maiden said she is feeling unwell and cannot meet with guests..." The girl spoke with a look of helplessness on her face.
The two women sitting beside Nangong Junxi scoffed at the girl's words.
"Hmph... This Frost Maiden is quite proud. Since she has chosen this profession, why put on such an air of superiority?"
"Exactly..."
Le Yao Yao felt a bit annoyed by their comments. After all, they were in the same line of work, yet they continued to speak ill of someone behind their back, which was quite unpleasant.
Perhaps Nangong Junxi felt the same way; he merely furrowed his handsome brows slightly and then said nonchalantly, "Since the Frost Maiden is unwell, then it's fine if she doesn't come."
Upon hearing this, the girl visibly relaxed, while the two women exchanged disdainful smiles. They then turned their attention back to Nangong Junxi, trying their best to please him.
Meanwhile, Leng Junyu was being pestered by a woman in red. Although his expression was cold, there were those who were undeterred by his demeanor and insisted on getting closer. This sight made Le Yao Yao feel extremely uncomfortable.
If she had to stay there and watch them drink and entertain themselves, she would surely feel miserable.
Thus, Le Yao Yao decided to make her escape. She put on a desperate expression and said to Leng Junyu, "Your Highness, I need to use the restroom."
"Go ahead," Leng Junyu replied lightly.
Le Yao Yao received the order and dashed out the door like a flash.
Her anxious demeanor made it seem as if she truly needed to relieve herself urgently.
However, in reality, Le Yao Yao just wanted to step outside for some fresh air.
For some reason, staying inside while watching other women fawn over the living embodiment of death made her feel suffocated.
It was as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her, and it was quite uncomfortable.
Thus, Le Yao Yao decided to take a casual stroll outside.
Just as she opened the Carved Wooden Door and stepped out, perhaps due to her haste, she accidentally bumped into a woman passing by.
Le Yao Yao felt a sharp pain in her head and let out a startled cry of "Ouch!"
The woman she collided with seemed to be in no better shape.
Le Yao Yao heard a pained gasp from the woman she had bumped into.
Immediately, the Maid behind her, protective of her mistress, rushed forward after helping the woman and began to scold Le Yao Yao.
"How do you walk? You bumped into my lady!"
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to. Is your lady hurt?"
Despite the throbbing pain in her forehead, Le Yao Yao knew it was her fault; if she hadn't been in such a hurry, she wouldn't have collided with the woman.
So, disregarding the pain on her forehead, Le Yao Yao quickly apologized.
Then, with a hint of urgency in her Beautiful Eyes, she glanced at the woman behind the young girl.
When she finally saw the woman's face, her eyes widened in surprise, a hint of astonishment coloring her gaze.
After all, the woman she had just bumped into was none other than the one who had been playing the piano in the hall earlier—Frosty!
From a distance, she had thought Frosty was beautiful, but now that she was up close, it was as if her beauty transcended reality.
Her skin was so smooth and delicate that it made one envious.
Just as Le Yao Yao was stunned by this revelation, Frosty, with one hand pressed against her forehead where she had been bumped, slowly lifted her head to look at Le Yao Yao.
When she recognized Le Yao Yao's appearance, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck her; she stood there in shock—
"It's you!?"
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