Royal Gold Magistrate

“Then we’ll just be passive. Young Master, since when have you suffered such a loss?” Zhang Biao asked.

Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Biao, puzzled. “What? You have an idea?”

Zhang Biao’s eyes lit up. “I have a plan!”

“Young Master, just go over there and seduce her. Then you can order her around and make her obey your every word! Some top courtesan—she’ll be our spy!”

Fang Zheng swallowed.

Although he considered himself quite capable, he wasn’t confident enough to compare stamina with a beast like Zhang Biao.

Brother Biao’s move wasn’t something ordinary people could learn…

But… what Zhang Biao said seemed to make some sense. Women were all emotional creatures. If he could get his hands on her, wouldn’t he get any information he wanted?

As a modern, progressive youth, there was no reason he couldn’t charm an ancient beauty!

He had money, he had looks, he had power—the full package!

After some thought, Fang Zheng decided he should pay a visit after all. Meeting this Luo Ningxin, he might be able to extract something from her.

So he slammed the table forcefully. “Alright! Tonight you’ll accompany me on a visit!”

Zhang Biao gave a thumbs up. “As expected of Young Master. I’ll teach you a couple of moves!”

Fang Zheng smiled disdainfully. He needed Zhang Biao to teach him?

Just then, Bai Yi came in with a pot of hot water to refill Fang Zheng’s tea.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng grinned smugly and said to Zhang Biao, “Watch closely. It’s I who should be teaching you a couple of moves!”

With that said, he grabbed Bai Yi’s hand and said affectionately, “With hands as warm as these, you could melt a man’s heart!”

Bai Yi: “???”

…………….

That night, Fang Zheng and Zhang Biao once again arrived at the doorstep of Hidden Fragrance Pavilion.

Li Yuanzhao originally clamored to come along, but upon hearing Zhang Biao would be going, he adamantly refused to come no matter what.

So this time it was just the two of them.

Upon entering, Sister Chun immediately pounced on Zhang Biao and planted a kiss on him.

Zhang Biao disdainfully tossed her aside and said to Fang Zheng, “Young Master, you go on up. I’ll keep watch here.”

Fang Zheng nodded and walked straight upstairs.

He returned to that familiar room. Luo Ningxin still had that familiar setup, hidden behind a light gauze curtain.

Fang Zheng immediately felt a bit impatient.

The spies raised by riddle people were all abnormal, talking in a daze from behind a flimsy cloth.

Without waiting for Luo Ningxin to speak, Fang Zheng walked straight to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and ate a couple of pastries.

Luo Ningxin was about to open her mouth but was choked back by Fang Zheng’s series of actions.

They had met three times, yet the pastries seemed more attractive to him than her…

“Lord Fang, you’ve come.”

“Mm, I’m here.”

“……..”

Luo Ningxin bit her lower lip, not knowing what to say for a moment. Shouldn’t he be the one to say some flattering words first, and then she would respond?

Why wasn’t he saying anything?

She suddenly felt the task was a bit tricky.

Fang Zheng was also a bit nervous. He remembered the flirtatious lines, but how should he start? He hadn’t fully learned the routines online!

After a moment’s hesitation, Luo Ningxin spoke up. “Lord Fang hasn’t visited in a while. Ningxin has missed you dearly.”

Fang Zheng ate another pastry, inwardly practicing his flirtatious lines, completely unaware of what Luo Ningxin had said.

“…………”

Luo Ningxin furrowed her brows.

Last time she hadn’t paid attention, but as expected of a man valued by His Highness, he was completely different from ordinary young masters. She simply didn’t know where to start with him.

“Lord Fang… Lord Fang! Are you hungry? Should Ningxin have the servants prepare some dishes for you?”

“Hm? Ah, no need. Miss Luo, please speak if you have something to say.”

Luo Ningxin caught her breath. “Lord Fang, you really know how to joke. You should have read that letter, right? Ningxin has always been grateful for the diamond jewelry you gifted and admired your poetic talent. So… could I trouble you to compose a poem for Ningxin?”

“However, up until now, you still haven’t heard Ningxin play the zither, have you? Ningxin is willing to give you a private performance.”

With that said, she sat up straight from the embroidered bed, her charming curves fully visible.

Then she slipped on her embroidered shoes and walked over to the zither.

Fang Zheng wanted to stop her, but it was already too late. Luo Ningxin began playing of her own accord.

Luo Ningxin’s zither music poured out like flowing water.

Fang Zheng’s face turned ashen.

Listening to this thing with someone beside him to relieve boredom was still fine, but listening to a solo performance was simply torture for him.

The melodious music in ordinary people’s ears sounded like sawing wood to Fang Zheng.

After listening for a while, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but start scratching his ears and cheeks.

Seeing this, Luo Ningxin’s brows knitted tightly, and the zither music she played became even more urgent… making Fang Zheng even more uncomfortable…

Finally, after the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Luo Ningxin’s zither music finally stopped.

Fang Zheng let out a long sigh of relief. “Good zither! Good zither!”

Luo Ningxin also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled radiantly, her beauty dazzling.

So he did listen after all! And she thought he was uncomfortable listening to it!

Luo Ningxin stood up and walked over to Fang Zheng’s side, pulling his hand and leading him to the embroidered bed.

“Lord Fang, please sit. The stool is too hard. It’s more comfortable to sit here.”

Fang Zheng sat down on the bed as requested. Luo Ningxin then snuggled up to him, her pair of amorous beautiful eyes staring directly at Fang Zheng.

A faint fragrance lingered around Fang Zheng’s nose.

“My lord, can you compose a poem for Ningxin now?”

The corner of Fang Zheng’s mouth twitched as he transformed into the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.

In all these years, what hadn’t Young Master experienced? You dare to flirt and seduce me?

Just waiting for you to make a move!

“Since Miss Luo has requested repeatedly, I won’t decline. To be honest, I’ve admired Miss Luo for a long time… It’s just that my love for you is difficult to express!”

“………”

Luo Ningxin was dazed by the sudden confession, instinctively trying to back away and distance herself from Fang Zheng.

But Fang Zheng grabbed her hand and pulled her back, wrapping his arm around her slender waist.

Staring into Luo Ningxin’s eyes, he said affectionately, “The east wind releases a thousand trees of flowers at night…”

Luo Ningxin’s small mouth opened slightly. She was already a bit flustered from Fang Zheng’s gaze, and when this line of poetry came out, she couldn’t help but tremble in her heart.

The east wind releases a thousand trees of flowers at night… Such extraordinary phrasing the moment it was uttered… So beautiful.

“I want to live at your house.”

“???”

By the second line, Luo Ningxin’s face instantly fell.

The east wind releases a thousand trees of flowers at night, I want to live at your house?

What the hell?

Fang Zheng paid no attention to Luo Ningxin’s expression and continued spouting his flirtatious lines.

“I want to ask for a path, the path to your heart.”

“……….”

“There’s no wine in your smile, yet I’m as drunk as a dog.”

“Do you know what’s the difference between you and a monkey? One lives in a cave, while you live in my heart.”

“Do you smell something in the air? That’s my heart burning for you!”

The impact of the flirtatious lines from the future had already thrown Luo Ningxin’s tender heart into chaos. She suddenly felt all sticky, as if her entire being was soaked in something.

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Stop… Stop saying these things…

Fang Zheng closed his eyes, still constantly recalling his treasury of romantic phrases.

“I cut my hand. You cut yours too. That way, we’ll be husband and wife.”

“Lord Fang… don’t… don’t say anymore…”