Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 508 - 447: The Crown Prince Visits Brothels Too?

Chapter 508: Chapter 447: The Crown Prince Visits Brothels Too?

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"The last Soul Fragment wasn’t reincarnated? It’s in someone else’s hands?" Sang Luo asked casually, resting her chin on her hand as she watched the lively spectacle below.

"Yes. That Soul Fragment didn’t reincarnate normally. I suspect it was deliberately imprisoned by some power," Fei Yuan said seriously, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly.

Suddenly, his expression changed again. He stood up in a hurry and said, "Luo’er, I have to leave for a moment. Be good and wait for me here. Don’t run off again."

"Is it the Ghost Clan again?"

"Yes. It’s the same one from last time. It might be coming for us."

"Go on. I’ll wait for you here."

Only after getting Sang Luo’s assurance did Fei Yuan leave, his mind at ease.

Sang Luo grumbled to herself. ’Strange, how come I can’t sense a thing?’

This sudden interlude didn’t bother her for long. Sang Luo turned her attention back to the singing and dancing Oiran below. Her top priority right now was to find the last Soul Fragment.

Suddenly, Sang Luo’s gaze fixed on a certain direction—’It’s here!’

Her eyes glinted as a plan formed in her mind, and a mischievous smile played on her lips.

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After the Oiran’s first dance concluded, the young dandies scrambled to throw fortunes away, all vying for the beauty’s favor.

After the Oiran rested for a moment, there would be a second performance. In this upcoming night dance, the Oiran would hold an embroidered ball and choose the lucky man who would spend the night with her.

Amidst roaring anticipation, the Oiran descended from above, a red silk ribbon wrapped around her waist. Countless vibrant red petals fluttered down with the lamplight as the sounds of the qin, jade flute, and pipa swelled in unison, creating an ethereal, dreamlike scene.

The Oiran wore a headdress of pearls and jade. Gold threads with jade pendants coiled around her waist and arms. Her red gauze dress was alluring and seductive, and her skin was as smooth as jade, whiter than snow.

A dozen graceful Dancing Girls surrounded the Oiran like stars clustering around the moon, or like delicate flowers in full bloom. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The music from silk strings and bamboo flutes was poignant and moving. Her dance steps shifted with the rhythm—as graceful as a swimming dragon, as elegant as a startled swan. Like fluttering butterflies dazzling the eye, the sight was surreal and dreamlike.

The guests below were utterly captivated, their faces filled with intoxicated fascination.

An audience member murmured, "The Yao Qin Courtesan truly lives up to her name! She’s as beautiful as an immortal from the heavens. Seeing her just once today, I could die with no regrets!"

"Don’t you guys think the Yao Qin Courtesan is even more beautiful than during her last dance...? I’ve never seen such a beauty in my entire life..."

The beauty’s face was half-hidden by a beaded veil. The audience was too far away to see her features clearly, but her graceful and exquisite figure seemed capable of snatching away their very souls!

"Immortal Ya Qin, please look at me! Me! I’m willing to give up everything, please take pity on me tonight, Immortal One!"

"I’d squander my family fortune and give away all my wealth just for one spring night with the Immortal!"

The Yao Qin Courtesan... or more accurately, Sang Luo, who had swapped places with her backstage, glanced at the rich young master shouting the loudest in the crowd. Her red lips curved. ’That’s the one!’

The man looked like an ordinary dandy, but on his right thumb was a vibrant green Ring. The aura of the Soul Fragment she sensed was emanating from this very Jade Ring!

Though she didn’t know how a Soul Fragment had fallen into the hands of a mere mortal, Sang Luo didn’t have time to dwell on it. She just had to get it.

"Tonight, whoever catches this embroidered ball may spend a pleasant evening with this humble one, composing poetry and painting."

Her delicate, enchanting voice drifted out, driving the rich and powerful young men below into an even greater frenzy. They threw out gold, silver, and valuables as if they were worthless. Some even took out the deeds to their lands and houses, willing to fight to the death for this one night of pleasure.

But Sang Luo already had her target. With a light flick of her fair hand, she tossed the red embroidered ball toward that noble young master.

But in the next second, the embroidered ball landed in another hand—one as long and slender as jade.

A tall, slender figure, as pure as dustless snow, stood before the crowd.

Sang Luo’s heart seized with shock. The strength in her hand vanished, and her delicate body suddenly lost its balance, falling into a broad, warm embrace.

Before she could even get a clear look at the man’s face, gasps erupted from all around, followed by the sound of everyone falling to their knees.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The Crown Prince...

Prince Yun Hua?!

Sang Luo looked up in surprise and saw the man’s handsome, gentle face, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Your- Your Highness, what brings you to the Zuihuan Building today?" The proprietress came forward to greet him, her forehead already covered in sweat. Clearly, she hadn’t expected the Crown Prince to appear.

Prince Yun Hua swept a cool gaze over the room. No one dared to meet his eyes. His right hand was still wrapped firmly around the beauty’s slender waist, showing no sign of letting go. His voice was placid, betraying no emotion. "We heard that the Zuihuan Building’s Oiran was performing today. Finding Ourselves with nothing to do, We came to have a look out of curiosity and happened to overhear Miss Yao Qin’s words."

He placed the bright red embroidered ball back into Sang Luo’s arms and casually lifted the beaded veil from her face.

"It seems We are fated to meet, Miss. We are grateful for your kind intentions."

Half of the woman’s enchantingly otherworldly face was revealed to everyone.

Those who caught a glimpse were all stunned to their core. This was truly a beauty rarely seen in heaven or on earth!

When Crown Prince Yun Hua saw her face, he too seemed dazed for a moment. But then his expression darkened, and he quickly lowered the beaded veil back over her face before even the proprietress could get a clear look.

The man’s voice was clear and detached. "We are deeply mesmerized by Miss Yao Qin’s dancing. A single night of pleasure is far too short. To have such a beauty by one’s side day and night would be the greatest fortune on earth."

’Does the Crown Prince want to take the Yao Qin Courtesan into his palace?’ Hearing this, the proprietress broke out in a cold sweat.

The Zuihuan Building would gain some prestige from it, but Ya Qin was the brothel’s most famous and top-billed Oiran. There was no telling how much gold and silver she could earn for them. Tonight’s performance in particular had caused a sensation throughout the city. How could she bear to let the Crown Prince take away this cash cow?

The proprietress, her face wrinkled like cured meat, showed her reluctance. "But... Ya Qin is just a humble dancer from the pleasure quarters. How could she be worthy of such a great honor? Your Highness, please reconsider!"

"We fell in love with Miss Yao Qin at first sight. It must be her and no other. If the Zuihuan Building is willing to part with its treasure, We will certainly treat her well."

Sang Luo didn’t notice the proprietress secretly winking and gesturing at her. She blinked, looking suspiciously at the man before her. ’His tone doesn’t sound very sincere,’ she thought. ’I can’t even see a hint of happiness on his face. What is this Crown Prince planning?’

"But, Ya Qin’s indenture contract..."

"No matter the price in Silver Taels, We will buy out her contract."

The Crown Prince’s mind was made up. As unwilling as the proprietress was, she had no choice but to sell Ya Qin. She inflated the price of the contract, managing to make one last profit.

The most disappointed and saddened were the brothel’s regular patrons and the young dandies. Miss Yao Qin was being taken by the Crown Prince as a concubine; from now on, they would never see the Oiran’s dances again.

After the buyout process was complete, Sang Luo followed behind the Crown Prince with her head lowered obediently, diligently playing the part of a beautiful but empty-headed ornament, overwhelmed by the favor shown to her.

After leaving the building, Prince Yun Hua didn’t say another word to her.

The two of them walked to a spacious and luxurious carriage.

A maid brought a carriage stool and helped Sang Luo lift the curtain and enter. Prince Yun Hua then boarded the carriage as well.

Inside the carriage, they sat facing each other. The man’s gaze remained fixed on her, filled with inquiry and scrutiny...

The quiet, silent atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Sang Luo took the initiative to speak.

"I heard the Crown Prince is not fond of female company. What would bring you to a place like a brothel?"