Rong Yan, the madam of Chunhui Pavilion, was also the leader of the entire black market.
At this moment, she was lying lazily on a imperial concubine chair, with delicate makeup on her face.
With just a gentle glance, the man beside her would involuntarily shiver. This woman, Rong Yan, was extremely sophisticated and her figure was so soft. If there was only one word to describe her, it would be "seductive".
She gently waved her round fan, revealing her slender legs.
Even her eyes were full of charm.
"Madam, the young prince has sent someone to give you gifts again."
"Politely decline and then find an excuse to send him away."
"Yes."
"Madam, An Yuan from Chang'an has sent someone to see you again. He even brought you a coral and said it was for you to hang beads on."
"Don't accept it. Take him to see the coral in our lotus pond in the backyard."
"Yes."
Rong Yan dared to say that in the capital, Chang'an, she was definitely one of the few wealthy people.
As long as there was something she wanted, Chunhui Pavilion would have it.
When she was young, she suffered humiliation all her life. Now, after taking the pill refined by the sect, her appearance remained unchanged. This was what countless girls dreamed of.
To freeze her face at its most beautiful age.
However, Rong Yan was not satisfied with herself now.
It was this natural fox - like seductive image that made her suffer so much when she was young.
"Madam, what about Lord Li?"
"Drive him out."
"Madam."
"Throw him out."
After a while, a man came in and said, "Madam, he's here."
Rong Yan had been feigning sleep. Hearing what her subordinate said, she slowly opened her eyes. She sat up, looked at herself in the mirror and tidied up her makeup.
She asked, "Is he waiting for me in the pavilion?"
"Yes. Your subordinate has served the Ghost - faced Yama his favorite tea. He's waiting for you in Lanzhi Pavilion."
Rong Yan nodded gently.
Then she went out and walked towards Lanzhi Pavilion.
When she reached the door, Rong Yan gently knocked on it three times. Only after she heard a sound from inside, indicating that she could enter, did she gently step in.
This was Chunhui Pavilion, Rong Yan's territory. However, the guest in Lanzhi Pavilion could make Rong Yan willingly put down her proud posture.
After Rong Yan stepped into Lanzhi Pavilion, she turned around and gently closed the door.
This young master didn't like to be disturbed. Rong Yan knew this well.
By the window, there sat a young master, with a chessboard beside him.
After Rong Yan came in, he slowly nodded and motioned for Rong Yan to sit opposite him.
"Sir, there's no one else here. You don't need to wear this mask."
As Rong Yan said this, her slender hands reached out to remove the mask from the man's face.
The man tilted his body slightly, perfectly avoiding Rong Yan's fingers. He slowly put his hand behind his head and removed the mask.
The ghost - face mask fell, revealing the young man Zhao Huai.
He was dressed in white and was extremely handsome and refined.
If he just sat by the window without saying a word, he would be like a living painting.
So the legendary Ghost - faced Yama was really the young Zhao Huai.
"Sir still doesn't like others to touch you."
"Sorry."
"It's okay. I've gotten used to it over so many years. I wonder what brings you here this time? Is there something new for auction?"
Zhao Huai said, "No. I have enough spirit stones now. I want to discuss something with you, madam."
Rong Yan's action of pouring tea paused slightly.
Her tone was a bit sad.
"Sir, you know my feelings. You and I don't need to be so polite. If you have something to do, just arrange it."
"Madam is very intelligent. You should let go of those thoughts in your heart. You've already seen life and death clearly. I just happened to save you in the Demon Valley. You don't need to keep it in mind like this. Over the years, what you've done for me and the paths you've paved are already enough to offset that little favor."
Rong Yan handed the poured tea to Zhao Huai.
"Sir, a great kindness doesn't need words of thanks."
"Yeah."
"If sir has anything to say, just tell me. As long as I can help, I won't decline."
Zhao Huai gently took a sip of the tea and then said, "I want to buy the black market."
Buy the black market?
The black market was like a second marketplace in the capital, Chang'an. The profits it brought to Chang'an far exceeded people's imagination. Moreover, there were many masters hidden in the black market. If Zhao Huai bought it, it might be difficult for him to convince everyone.
"Sir, are you serious?"
"Madam, I never joke."
"I've known sir for so long and I've never seen you smile."
"Please forgive me, madam. It's not that I have any ill - will towards you. I'm just not fond of smiling by nature. I'm here today to talk about this business with you. I know that the black market is your life's work. I don't intend to take it from you. You can become the second - in - command of the black market then. You can still manage it."
Rong Yan took a deep breath.
Talking to Zhao Huai sometimes made her feel extremely depressed.
"Sir, so then I'll be your subordinate."
"Of course not. Madam is my friend."
Rong Yan gave a gentle smile, extremely charming.
"Sir, even if I'm willing to sell the black market to you, there are many evil forces in the black market. You may not be able to defeat them."
In terms of means, those people were no match for Zhao Huai.
However, when it came to being despicable and scheming, Rong Yan was worried that Zhao Huai was not their opponent.
"Madam, you may have some misunderstandings about me. Actually, I'm not a good person either."
Rong Yan laughed and said, "I almost forgot that you can see my real intentions from any of my actions. If you're determined to take over the black market, I can sell it to you. But I have a condition."
Zhao Huai said, "Please tell me, madam."
"I don't want spirit stones."
Zhao Huai looked up in surprise.
"Do you want gold, madam?"
"I don't want anything."
Rong Yan looked at Zhao Huai seriously.
"I just want to stay by your side. As long as you're willing, I'll give you the black market."
But Zhao Huai resolutely said, "No."
"Why? Does sir dislike me?" In this Dongze Great Wilderness, she hadn't seen any woman who could rival her in beauty.
Her appearance was frozen at its most beautiful age. No man could remain unmoved when seeing her.
"Just because I don't want to. Madam is a very good friend. I also hope that our relationship will always be so pure and not be contaminated by other impurities."
Rong Yan lowered her head.
There was a hint of bitterness on her face.