CHAPTER 622: CHAPTER 622: LOOKING FOR THIRD UNCLE IN THE BROTHEL!

By the time Princess Consort Kang and the others learned that Zhi’er had gone out to find Prince Kang, the little one had already taken a carriage and stopped in front of an elegant brothel.

The coachman responsible for driving was pale with anxiety, lips trembling.

"Princess." He watched as Zhi’er jumped off the carriage with her small feet, making his heart tremble along with her.

The coachman anxiously asked, "Should I go in first, Your Highness, and ask which room the Prince is in?"

After all, this was a brothel!

If the little princess saw something she shouldn’t, the Emperor would surely have him chopped to pieces!

Zhi’er looked up at the magnificent and luxuriously decorated brothel in the night.

She waved her little hand, "No need, I’ll go in and find him myself!"

This "Manxiang Building" was an expensive brothel, so it wasn’t bustling with noise and crowds.

Instead, there were few people, though there was a constant flow in and out, and occasionally one could hear the elegant sound of silk and bamboo instruments from within.

The female officials here also performed without selling their bodies.

Most officials came here for gatherings, some under the guise of discussing politics, others purely for fun and leisure.

Prince Kang probably belonged to the latter group.

Zhi’er stepped forward on her small feet, immediately blocked by two guards at the door.

"Little girl, do you know what this place is!"

"Don’t cause trouble here, get lost!"

They snarled fiercely, urging her to leave.

The coachman, seeing the situation was bad and the little princess was going to be bullied, was about to step forward.

However, before he could, he heard Zhi’er’s soft yet fierce voice scold angrily—

"Open your eyes wide and see who I am!"

As she spoke, she immediately tossed two golden beans, throwing them in the faces of the guards.

This stunned the two guards.

They held the gold, casting suspicious glances at Zhi’er.

The little girl was dressed in expensive ice silk clothes, seemingly from a wealthy family.

But this was a brothel, what could a child possibly want here?

Yet, the tone she just used seemed to indicate that she was someone important.

The two guards couldn’t help but ask, "May we know, young lady, which family do you belong to?"

Zhi’er tossed out two more golden beans.

She raised her little face, letting out a cold snort from her nose, "Not telling you!"

With that, Zhi’er walked confidently, pushed them aside with her small hand, and directly entered the brothel.

The coachman watched as the princess went inside, and the two guards just watched her back, not stepping forward to stop her.

The Princess had actually gotten in just by sheer presence?!

Once inside, Zhi’er saw that the ground floor hall was almost devoid of idle people.

Yet every room was lit up, and no matter which door she passed, there were faint sounds of laughter coming from within.

Zhi’er walked quietly on the empty red inner corridor with her small feet.

"Hmm, which room could Third Uncle be in?"

At that moment.

In one of the rooms of the brothel.

Feng Fuce, dressed in a chilling Black Robe, held a wine cup in his well-defined hand, seated at the table sipping wine.

His stance looked relaxed, but opposite the young man sat an official with a false smile.

The official’s eyes were sinister, and behind him stood six burly enforcers.

Even by the door stood two martial arts experts.

Judging by this setup, if Feng Fuce didn’t agree to his request, he wouldn’t let Feng Fuce leave alive!

"Marquis, there’s no need for you to hesitate about what I just said."

Feng Fuce put down the wine cup, toying with the White Jade Ring on his finger.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What did you just say?"