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He was on a prosperous street, and the air was thick with the scent of rouge.

Turning his head to the left, he saw a pavilion with red flowers hanging in front of it.

There were seven or eight women wearing revealing clothes. They were all dressed beautifully and had thick makeup on. They were holding floral scarves in their hands as they waved them at passersby.

Some of the men passed by, but they were probably too shy to step forward and take advantage of the situation. However, when they recalled the background of this place, they quickly ran away.

From time to time, a man would go in and a woman would go up to greet him.

Holding the hands of the man, the pair of ferocious beasts squeezed towards the other party. After a moment of change, the man would stretch out his hand and unrestrainedly knead a few handfuls of them.

Her soft and sweet voice made Ling Yun's entire body go soft, but it gave him goosebumps.

This was Ling Xiao City's most famous location — Spring Breeze House! A brothel in the general population.

The second power of the Soaring Cloud Empire in the Spring Breeze House was the property of Wen Yuan, who wielded great power in the imperial court.

Even though it was a brothel, and was generally disregarded by others, it wasn't something that an ordinary person could afford.

Seeing Lingyun stop, the ladies' eyes lit up. From the looks of it, they were all aristocrats.

If they were to take good care of them, they might be able to receive an expensive reward. In fact, they might even be chosen by the other party to help them redeem their bodies. They wouldn't need to receive guests anymore in the future.

With a smile on his face, he walked towards Ling Yun.

Lingyun frowned, lightly kicked the horse's belly, and took a few steps forward.

He coldly glanced at the brothel ladies, causing them to tremble in fear and almost kneel on the ground.

It wasn't that he loathed these brothels, but he felt some sympathy for them. He knew that most of these brothels were poor people.

A bit of a beauty, sold in for a living or for some other reason.

No woman was willing to take the initiative to enter, unless they were some perverted or evil woman.

However, he only felt sympathy. It was impossible for him to save them just because of sympathy. He, Lingyun, was not a good person.

Lifting his eyes, Lingyun looked towards a certain place on the second floor of the Spring Breeze House. At that place, a window was opened, revealing the silhouette of a person inside.

"Wen Shang!" Ling Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, as killing intent flashed past his eyes.

He was very clear about the feud between Ling Zhan and Marquis Wen Yuan, and he was also very clear about Marquis Wen Yuan's coveting for the throne.

Perhaps, the matter from half a month ago already had a shadow of the Marquis of Wen Yuan's estate.

He didn't expect that his guess had hit the nail on the head.

It could be seen that in the room with the windows open, a feminine looking youth was squinting his eyes.

In his embrace were two beautiful women that were like flowers, and he had a face full of enjoyment.

He was the Junior Marquis of the Wen Yuan Manor, Wen Shang.

Seeing Ling Yun's gaze, Wen Shang's eyes narrowed, revealing a trace of astonishment.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Wen Shang showed a bright smile to Ling Yun, and nodded.

He was like a good friend that he hadn't seen for a long time, but his swollen eyes were filled with a bone-piercing chill.

Ling Yun's gaze was slightly cold, the hatred for his father was irreconcilable. He did not believe that Wen Shang could forget such a blood feud.

Since he couldn't forget, he could still smile when facing him. It could be seen how scheming this person was. Furthermore, he had to endure it. He had to be wary of him in the future.

However, he wrinkled his eyebrows imperceptibly and faintly felt it.

This Wen Shang's body was intertwined with a tremendous amount of resentment. His aura was mixed with spiritual energy and chaotic.

There were dozens, or even hundreds, of different auras mixed together. Those auras were fresh and vibrant.

He had a faint guess in his heart and his eyes couldn't help but turn cold.

Other people might not be able to sense the cultivation of those who were at the Martial Saint realm, but he was different.

In his previous life, he was well versed in the Dao of light. He was extremely sensitive to the aura of grievances.

In this world, he dared to say that he was second in terms of attainment in the path of light, and no one dared to say that he was first.

Within the Violet Ring, Ziluo also sensed something. His small face was filled with killing intent. His purple eyes were filled with a dense coldness, and a storm of spiritual energy swirled in the air.

Ling Yun had never seen Zi Luo in such a state before.

Although he wanted to ask for the details, he didn't have the time right now. Thus, he could only suppress the questions in his heart and wait until he left this place before asking again.

"Crown Prince Ling Yun, why don't you come up and enjoy your life for a while?" Wen Shang said with a faint smile, his face revealing an expression that a man would understand.

As he spoke, he massaged the body of the girl in his embrace. Suddenly, he smacked his head as if he had thought of something. He smiled and said, "I forgot. Lingyun is afraid of the young prefecture lord."

Hearing this, Ling Yun's face darkened.

When he saw a flash of light in Wen Shang's eyes, he immediately understood and sneered, knowing that Wen Shang was provoking him.

As long as he entered, Wen Shang would probably immediately send people to the Duke of Qin's estate.

At that time, with Qin Yang's temperament, if he knew that Ling Yun had entered this place, regardless of whether he had done anything or not, he would not care about his son's face and would not marry anymore in a fit of anger.

Then, the Duke of Qin and the Battle King Manor became enemies. The Royal Family would lose a powerful arm, and their strength would be greatly reduced.

Wen Shang chuckled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. Just come in and enjoy yourself. I will have my subordinates seal their mouths and not leak this matter to the young prefecture lord."

He would go propose marriage, or have the young masters of the families and ministers that had defected to the Wen Yuan Manor come knocking to propose marriage, and try to rope in the Duke of Qin's estate. This would give them great help.

As long as the marriage proposal was successful, he would be the one to decide whose woman Qin Yinyue belonged to.

The pure yin energy was destined to be his. Once the rice was cooked, no matter how angry Qin Yang was, he could not say anything.

However, he underestimated Lingyun too much. Even if Lingyun did not awaken the memories of his past life, he would not be fooled.

Immediately, Ling Yun laughed coldly, glancing at the two women in Wen Shang's embrace.

He said flatly, "This prince is not interested in trash that others use. The young duke is most interested in these. Keep them for yourself!"

"Let me remind the young duke that you must pay attention to your body and know how to control yourself. Otherwise, be careful of the day when you die in the stomach of a woman."

The meaning behind his words was that Wen Shang liked the "rotten shoes" used by others.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Wen Shang's eyes. However, thinking about the Winter Hunt in three months, no matter how wild Lingyun was, he would still die in his plan.

His expression quickly returned to normal, with a gentle smile on his feminine face, he chuckled and said: "Alright then. As the saying goes, even if a peony were to die, it would still be pleasing to be a ghost!

"I, Wen Shang, am a hedonistic son of a rich family. I have never achieved anything great in my life, and I am also rarely amorous. It is a blessing for me to die in debauchery."

"Humph!" Lingyun snorted coldly in his heart, the smile on his face did not diminish as he cupped his hands and said sincerely: "This prince shall congratulate the young duke. I hope that the young duke can fulfill his wish as soon as possible and lead a peaceful life in the future!"