"Please, sit down, Miss Ruyan."
At the moment, Bai Cang did not know that Ruyan was the reincarnation of Jiang Wanrou. Seeing a beautiful woman come over, his natural and unrestrained charm was fully displayed. He smiled and asked her to sit down.
Yu Yao dressed in male attire, her mouth quirking with a rebellious smile, did not reveal Ruyan's identity.
Ruyan slowly walked to the table and sat down.
"Lords, your grace and affection are deeply honored by Ruyan."
Her voice was like a spring breeze brushing against the face, gentle yet retaining a touch of seductive charm.
She raised her cup, her eyes flickering with seductiveness as she looked at everyone, "Ruyan would like to offer a toast to all the gentlemen."
After speaking, she sipped lightly from her wine, the expression exuding countless charms.
Yemeng's expression was faint, as if everything around him had no relation to him.
Bai Cang's mouth curled slightly, and he watched Ruyan with interest, "Miss Ruyan has a good wine tolerance."
The Demon King Mo Yan's mouth curled into a sly, indulgent smirk as he leaned back against the chair, his gaze roaming freely over Ruyan's body. "Miss Ruyan," he said, "the title of head singer at the Wan Hua brothel truly belongs to you by right."
Yu Yao's mouth curved into a cunning smile as she raised her cup and lightly shook it. "Miss Ruyan, such a beautiful woman indeed. I shall raise a toast to you," she said, "May you always be as charming in the future, accompanied by the spring breeze."
After the words, she purposely brought the wine cup closer to Ruyan's lips, almost touching them.
Bai Cang and Mo Yan both managed to suppress a twitch of their lips, thinking that praise from a man's mouth was quite normal.
However, the fact that this praise came from a woman made people couldn't help but burst into laughter.
And the actions of flirting with women, were truly more proficient than any man's game.
Both of them watched with keen interest, saying nothing.
Yeming helplessly rubbed his forehead, his lips twitching, suddenly feeling like he had a mistaken impression of falling in love with his brother.
Ruyan was taken aback, then politely accepted the wine cup. She was about to take a sip.
But Yu Yao grasped her wrist firmly, smiling, "Wait a minute, drinking alone isn't enough fun. Let's do something more special."
As she spoke, she signaled the servant behind her to bring over a few bottles of even stronger alcohol, which were placed on the table one by one.
Her eyes challenged Ruyan, "If Miss Ruyan can drink three bottles without getting drunk, these silver tickets will be yours."
With that said, she took out a stack of silver tickets from her space and placed them on the table.
"Ha ha, interesting. I'll also add a touch of color."
Bai Cang laughed heartily and also placed a stack of silver tickets on the table.
Mo Yan, also picking up the spirit, took out a stack of silver tickets as well and smiled with a sly curve of his lips, "So many silver tickets, three bottles of strong wine aren't enough. How about this, one bottle of strong wine for ten thousand taels. How many bottles you can drink, that many silver tickets you can take. What do you say?"
"Interesting, since so, let me also add a touch of color."
Yeming's lips curved into a playful smirk, and he leaned slightly forward to add a stack of silver tickets on the table.
Upon hearing these words, there was an immediate commotion inside and outside the room.
After the shock, the madam walked in with a smile on her face and prostituting herself, saying, "Oh, oh, oh! These gentlemen are truly generous. Miss Ruyan, you are so lucky. Please thank them immediately."
Ruyan looked at the piles of silver tickets on the table, shocked in her heart.
She had never seen such a vast amount of wealth, all laid out before her, requiring only that she drink the potent wine.
Yu Yao raised the corner of her mouth slightly, looking at Ruyan with a hint of teasing humor, "How about it, Miss Ruyan? Are you brave enough to accept this challenge?"
Ruyan bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then her eyes flashed with determination, "Ruyan is willing to give it a try."
Yu Yao's smile grew even wider, and she nodded slightly, indicating for Ruyan to begin.
Ruyan took a deep breath and reached out to grab a jar of wine, pouring it into her mouth and chugging it down in one gulp.
The strong wine burned like fire in her mouth and throat, turning her face instantly red. However, she gritted her teeth and endured the discomfort, continuing to drink.
After drinking a jar, Ruyan's face had turned bright red, and her eyes began to look a bit dazed.
Bai Cang looked on with interest, his eyes filled with a hint of admiration.
Mo Yan, however, remained leisurely reclined in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips.
Yeming maintained a casual expression, but his gaze occasionally drifted to Ruyan.
Ruyan took a moment to catch her breath, then picked up the second jar of wine.
At this point, her body had started to sway slightly, but she still tried her best to stay alert and continue drinking.
After finishing two jars of wine, Ruyan was dizzy and unsteady on her feet.
The madam watched from the side, her heart filled with hope that Ruyan could succeed but also concern for her health.
As the head singer of the Wan Hua brothel, if she didn't have a good body, how would she serve others in the future?
She wanted to persuade Ruyan to stop drinking, but seeing the stacks of silver tickets on the table, the words caught in her throat and she swallowed them back.
If one jar costs ten thousand taels, it's worth dying for.
Yu Yao looked at Ruyan's appearance and felt no pity in her heart. She teased, "Miss Ruyan has a good wine tolerance, really impressing Sir Yu, shall we continue? Sir Yu speaks true, the more you drink, the more you take."
At this point, Ruyan was already conscious but confused, and upon hearing Yu Yao's words, the desire for wealth and freedom surged within her once more.
Ruyan gritted her teeth and reached out to grab the third jar, swaying unsteadily.
Bai Cang frowned slightly and spoke, "Little goddess, this Miss Ruyan seems to have reached her limit. Drinking any more will cause harm."
Yu Yao coldly laughed, "Bai Cang, don't show mercy. This is her own choice. If she wants those silver tickets, she must pay the price."
If Qiu Yuan knew that Ji Wanrou had become the head singer of the Wan Hua brothel and drank so many strong wines for the sake of silver tickets, he would probably worry himself to death.
Her fingers twitched, and she used her power to project the scene in front of her to the Cloud Yuan Palace in heaven.
She really couldn't wait to see what expression the dog would have when he saw this.
Mo Yan saw Yu Yao's fingertips flickering with magical power, and he was slightly stunned. However, a thought flashed through his mind, and he roughly deduced the identity of Ruyan.
Apart from Ji Wanrou, who was punished by the Emperor of Heaven for being a prostitute for ten lives, no one else would fit that description.
But he did not say anything, merely observing the play with a faint look.
Ruyan struggled to raise the third jar of wine, spilling some of the liquid.
She struggled to bring the wine to her lips, determined to continue drinking.
However, before she could drink much more, she felt a darkness envelop her and her body softened, falling limply to the ground.
The madam was in a panic and rushed over, "Oh my, what shall we do now."
Yu Yao watched as Ruyan fell, her lips curling into a cold smirk, "Hmph, overestimating herself."
Bai Cang helplessly shook his head, "Little goddess, now you are satisfied?"
She looked at Bai Cang, shrugged her shoulders, "This can't be blamed on me. It's her own greed."
Yeming watched the scene in front of him, shook his head with a wry smile, but said nothing.
In his heart, he didn't have the slightest bit of sympathy for Ruyan. This was her own choice, she didn't have to drink, and no one was forcing her.
Just like Yao said, she could blame herself for being greedy.
Bai Cang said no more, waving his hand. A gentle force lifted Ruyan and placed her gently on a soft divan beside him.
"Let someone take care of her first."
The madam quickly called someone to take care of Ruyan, feeling both sorry and relieved.
Regretting that she couldn't get more silver tickets, she was also relieved that Ruyan hadn't suffered any serious harm.
Ji Wanrou was quickly carried away, and the several beauties in the room looked at each other in amazement.
Then, seeing the remaining silver tickets on the table, her eyes lit up with desire.
They too would like to drink, as one jar of wine is worth ten thousand taels.
Bai Cang looked at the expressions of the several beauties and smiled. He divided the remaining silver tickets on the table among them, but didn't let them drink any wine.
He would never have trouble others' hobby.
The beauties were overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
Bai Cang waved his hand, indicating for them to leave.
In the heavens, in the Cloud Yuan Palace, mist swirling, ethereal air floating.
Prince Chu Yuan was in meditation and contemplation, surrounded by multiple layers of protective enchantments to guard against outside disturbances that might disturb his mind and spirit.
Suddenly, an inexplicable force quietly infiltrated, projecting a scene silently into his meditation room.
The scene depicted within was from a room in the Wan Hua brothel in Qixia City, with bright lights and joyful laughter.
The eyes of Prince Chu Yuan instantly focused on the woman on the stage, her beauty overwhelming, her face exquisite.
However, a sense of familiarity suddenly emerged in his heart.
He furrowed his brow slightly and extended his hand, his fingertips moving back and forth, beginning to use divination to determine the woman's identity.
If it had nothing to do with him, it wouldn't make sense for anyone to project a scene from the mortal world to the heavens, let alone directly in front of him.
He guessed in his heart that the woman might very well be a reincarnation of Wan Rou.
After a moment, the movement in his hand ceased, and he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.
"Wan Rou, it's really her."
He looked at the figure depicted in the scene, the woman he had longed for and dreamed of becoming a celestial goddess, who was now reduced to a prostitute entertaining men.
She drank so much strong wine for a mere pile of silver tickets, ignoring her own body and continuing to drink even when she couldn't handle it anymore. She finally fell into a deep coma.
Prince Chu Yuan's heart tightened abruptly, as if struck by a heavy hammer, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.
Although he had known that Wan Rou would have to endure the punishment of ten earthly prostitutes, seeing it with his own eyes was still difficult for him to accept.
"Wan Rou."
He murmured softly, his eyes filled with a complex mix of regret, heartache, and endless self-reproach.
He tried to reach out and touch the illusory scene, but only touched cold air, as if even the last comfort was taken away.
"You, Yeyu, Ye Ming, Bai Cang, and Mo Yan, so mock her this way, it's really very good."
He bit his teeth together, especially when he mentioned the name Yuyu, his heart filled with a mixture of emotions.
He didn't know if he should hate her or hate himself.
