This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 171 Give you a lesson

On the other side, Ruoxue had already sent someone to wait for them at Huayu Tower. When Lan Beitang arrived, Xiao Xingchen was taken away like a fallen leaf swept away by the wind.

As for the extravagant hope of taking Lan Beitang to brothels, it was like a fragile bubble, bursting instantly.

After the bumpy journey, Xiao Xingchen was already like a candle flickering in the wind, unable to hold on any longer, and fell into a coma.

As a result, Lan Beitang was abruptly stopped outside the Flower Language Pavilion. Faced with a group of delicate young ladies, he had a thousand words to say but could not speak, so he had no choice but to hand Xiao Xingchen over.

However, no sooner had the person been taken away than the eldest princess arrived as swiftly as the wind.

"Where is he?" Huangfu Lingxue glanced at Lan Beitang, who was covered in blood, and immediately knew that the man's injuries were so severe that they were like an egg crushed by Mount Tai.

"It's been given to the people at Huayulou."

"Give him to a bunch of prostitutes? Do you want him to die even faster?"

The eldest princess was furious, like a raging lion, and strode inside. Just then, Ruoxue, wearing a veil, stood like an insurmountable wall blocking the entrance.

"Your Highness, please wait! This is a brothel; women are not permitted to enter!"

"Go away!"

Ruoxue couldn't help but chuckle, a smile that held endless meaning. Like a cunning fox, she stared at Huangfu Lingxue and smiled.

"As far as I know, this person has no connection with Your Highness. Your Highness is a princess, so why would you make things difficult for us women of the night?"

"Do you believe I'll raze this brothel to the ground?"

"If you don't believe me, Your Highness is welcome to try."

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two women, Lan Beitang quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

“Your Highness, please calm down. Xiao Xingchen is a wanted criminal, and it would be unwise to bring him back to the Princess’s residence. That’s why he requested to come to Huayu Tower. Since he has made this choice, this place must be reliable.”

"Do you know how serious his injuries are? Are you sure he won't die here? Where can a brothel find a good doctor to treat him? You're not helping him, you're pushing him into the abyss of death!"

"This……"

Lan Beitang felt a lump in his throat, his suspicious gaze fixed on Ruoxue like a nail.

"Huayulou will ensure his safety. If you all have nothing else to do, please head home. I will not keep you company any longer."

Ruoxue responded through her veil, even glancing back slightly. Yan Yi had appeared like a ghost sometime earlier. Huangfu Lingxue also noticed Yan Yi's arrival. She had always been wary of this woman from the Great Yan, and couldn't understand what this woman's intentions were.

"I can cure him. Let me in to see you. I've already been very polite to you. I could have just stormed in."

Ruoxue gently shook her head, took a step forward to the Princess's side, and whispered in her ear, "Princess, although the Ghost Sword Immortal is elusive, there are many hidden talents under the Talent Platform. Perhaps you should not be concerned about Xiao Xingchen now, but about yourself. If your identity is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Huangfu Lingxue's expression stiffened, the coldness in her eyes seeming to freeze a person.

"Don't worry, Xiao Xingchen will be safe here. He still has to go to the Talent Platform to show his talent. Don't wait until he wakes up and you're already in trouble."

Ruoxue's lips curled into a faint smile, then she glanced at Yan Yi behind her.

“Miss Yan, I have long admired your name. However, this place is a brothel, and it is really inconvenient to entertain you distinguished guests. Look at the eyes of those men around you. This place is really not suitable for two people of noble birth. I have important matters to attend to, so please take care of yourselves.”

Ruoxue remained calm and composed, showing no sign of timidity despite her status as a courtesan. This secretly amazed the onlookers. The Flower Language Pavilion truly lived up to its reputation; this was no ordinary courtesan, but rather surpassed even the Princess. It was truly astonishing.

Yan Yi smiled slightly, but when she saw that Huangfu Lingxue was frozen in place, not moving forward another step, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes again.

Then, gazing intently at the towering Flower Language Building before him, his smile grew even brighter.

"A mysterious young man, an unfathomable brothel—this Great Qian Dynasty seems to be getting more and more interesting."

It seemed as if he was talking to himself, but Huangfu Lingxue knew perfectly well that he was talking to her.

She stared intently at Ruoxue's receding figure, and for the first time, she felt a sense of dread towards this brothel. This small brothel was able to detect her Ghost Sword identity, which meant that there were hidden masters here who were far superior to her.

Recalling her first visit here because of the Fourth Prince, she never dared to be negligent towards Huayulou again.

Considering Xiao Xingchen's repeated visits to this place, and even the young sword immortal's defeat here, she decisively turned and left. Her worries were completely unnecessary. With this mysterious brothel around, Xiao Xingchen was sure to be safe and sound. She even suspected that Xiao Xingchen already knew everything about this place, and that having Lan Beitang send him here was part of his carefully planned scheme.

"Damn man!" Huangfu Lingxue cursed under her breath before shoving Yan Yi away.

He said irritably, "It seems that the Great Yan has come to the Great Qian with ill intentions. You'd better behave yourself. If I catch you doing something wrong, don't blame me for not caring about your status as an envoy!"

"Of course, once I arrive in Daqian, I will strictly abide by the rules of Daqian, so Your Highness need not worry."

"That's best!"

Yan Yi shrugged helplessly. After watching Huangfu Lingxue leave, she turned her gaze back to the Flower Language Pavilion, a mysterious smile appearing on her lips.

After Ruoxue chased them away, she immediately sent someone to take Xiao Xingchen to the underground floor.

There were too many people and too much gossip at Huayulou, and she really didn't feel comfortable placing him on the eighth floor.

Moreover, Xiao Xingchen's opponent this time is exceptionally powerful. Although she saw that the Martial Emperor had already chased after him, Ruoxue knew very well that the Martial Emperor might not be able to capture that mysterious person.

That mysterious person's abilities are extremely bizarre. Once they can't even injure the enemy, it means that the difficulty of capturing this person will increase exponentially.

It was still the underground floor, but this time Consort Xian was already waiting anxiously. After Emperor Wu left the palace, she followed him out like a shadow and witnessed the entire process of Xiao Xingchen's battle with the mysterious man. Therefore, she couldn't wait to come here.

"OP, he's seriously injured this time."

Upon seeing Consort Xian, Ruoxue put Xiao Xingchen down with a sigh of relief and spoke solemnly.

"It's alright, this man has a benefactor protecting him, he will definitely not die."

Consort Xian sighed helplessly, showing no intention of rushing to heal him. Instead, she stared intently at Xiao Xingchen, who was still unconscious, as if trying to see through him.

"OP, he is teetering on the brink of death. Please treat his wounds as soon as possible."

Ruoxue was extremely anxious and couldn't help but urge him on.

“I told you, he won’t die. It’s good for him to suffer a bit. He was so arrogant to provoke that organization. His audacity is bigger than a leopard’s. This is a problem that needs to be addressed. Otherwise, who knows what kind of terrible disaster he might cause next time? I’m not capable of cleaning up his mess.”

Consort Xian said dismissively, but seeing that Ruoxue was still urging her, she said helplessly, "Ruoxue, you seem to care about him too much, which is not good."

Ruoxue was taken aback upon hearing this, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, shrinking back somewhat awkwardly.

Seeing this, Consort Xian slowly squatted down and gently placed her palm on Xiao Xingchen's forehead like a mother, while whispering, "Ruoxue, he is too bold. This time, he must be taught a lesson that will never be forgotten. Some people can be provoked, but some people must never be touched. So you must keep a close eye on him and make him taste the pain."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Xingchen, who was in a coma, was struck as if by lightning. His chest jolted violently, and he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"Open your eyes if you're not dead, or I won't take care of you."

Consort Xian coldly woke him up, then got up and turned to leave without looking back, as if Xiao Xingchen were just an insignificant stranger. Ruoxue wanted to rush forward to help him up, but under Consort Xian's stern warning, she dared not make the slightest move.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment his gaze fell upon Consort Xian, he knew in his heart that everything had been settled.

This woman is like an unfathomable pool; she would never abandon him in his time of need.

However, the excruciating pain in his body did not lessen at all, which made him suspicious: "Where is the medicine? Do you have any painkillers? Let me take a bite first."

"Medicine? No! Solve the trouble you caused yourself. I don't tolerate useless people here."

Consort Xian seemed not to hear anything, and sat back down on the only chair in the main hall. A pot of wine appeared in her hand at some point, and she began to drink it as if no one else was around.

"No way, Ruoxue, do you have any medicine? I've really been tricked this time. My whole body feels like it's about to shatter, and the pain is unbearable!"

He turned his gaze to Ruoxue again, but Ruoxue glanced nervously at Consort Xian and then began to back away step by step, like a frightened rabbit, hiding to the side and looking up at the roof.

"What's going on? What exactly do you mean by this?"

Xiao Xingchen cried out in alarm. He was on the verge of death, yet these two were acting as if nothing had happened.