Yang Gong was feeling quite pleased with himself, yet before half an incense stick's time had passed, the bid had escalated to 500 taels merely as a matter of time.

However, at this moment, a sharp-eyed wealthy man examined the singers prepared on the stage several times, yet he failed to spot Zhen Ji's shadow.

"Eh? Why isn't Zhen Ji here? We all came specifically for Zhen Ji."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the crowd, and instantly no one raised their bid, leaving the price stuck at 300 taels.

Yang Gong was heartbroken, had no one mentioned Zhen Ji, the price would have soared by several hundred more taels, but just because of one remark, a thousand taels of silver were lost.

At that moment, Yang Gong could hardly stop himself from dragging the person who spoke out to give him a beating for mentioning what should not have been mentioned; wasn't this blocking someone's path to wealth?

But as more and more people began to question about Zhen Ji, Yang Gong had to face it.

"Everyone, please calm down, our Zuimeng Music Workshop's star singer Zhen Ji is still dressing up. Knowing that everyone is here to support her today, she definitely won't let everyone down."

While saying this, Yang Gong was extremely uneasy, as Zhen Ji and Fourth Prince were still in the private room, turning the world upside down.

However, people did not buy Yang Gong's explanation; they had already expected to visit Zuimeng Music Workshop today, and while other singers were prepared, only Zhen Ji was notably absent—an unacceptable situation.

"This won't do, we need to see Zhen Ji in person, otherwise aren't we just wasting our silver?"

Whoever had spoken sparked unrest at the scene once again.

Subsequently, the calls for Zhen Ji to make an appearance grew louder, and Yang Gong was clearly struggling to cope.

Seeing that no one was coming out from the private room upstairs, Yang Gong wasn't sure if Fourth Prince had finished his business.

Little did he know, Fourth Prince was busy proving his vigor with various tricks to Zhen Ji, the two loath to part from each other.

Seeing Yang Gong dare not respond, the crowd suspected that Zhen Ji would not be appearing tonight and thus began clamoring for a refund of their silver taels.

This drove Yang Gong to his wit's end; the silver that was practically in his stomach could not be spat back out.

To pacify the crowd, Yang Gong proposed letting the other singers perform a few songs first and make it up to everyone once Zhen Ji finished dressing up.

"No, we are here to see Zhen Ji; you all seem to be covering up, trying to conceal something. Maybe Zhen Ji isn't here at Zuimeng Music Workshop at all."

The commotion outside was intense, and Zhen Ji felt somewhat guilty, having delayed for so long. She begged Fourth Prince to let her go, but he, immersed in his tender pleasures, was not willing to comply.

"Every moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold; my beauty, just stay comfortably with me. Can't I, the Prince, handle these trifles? Let them make noise."

Yang Gong stared anxiously at Zhen Ji's private room, his heart burning, while other singers were discontent waiting idly for Zhen Ji.

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment, I will now go call Zhen Ji over." The speaker was Hua Yue, the second in command at Zuimeng Music Workshop.

Although she was not as dazzling as Zhen Ji and was often overshadowed, she was also greatly favored by Sixth Prince; however, after leaving Sixth Prince Manor, people only recognized Zhen Ji's existence and rarely noticed her.

With Hua Yue stepping forward, facing a severe challenge, Yang Gong finally found someone to take the fall for him. If he himself were to interrupt Fourth Prince's pleasure, the best outcome might be a berating, but the worst could be as tragic as that servant who just had his legs broken.

"Thump thump thump!"

Zhen Ji's private room was suddenly knocked, Fourth Prince said in a muffled, displeased voice: "Scram, don't ruin my fun!"

Fortunately, the door of this private room was not facing the grand stage; otherwise, the guests would be dismayed if they heard Fourth Prince's voice.

Emboldening herself, Hua Yue spoke: "My apologies, Fourth Prince, it is said that Sixth Prince Manor has to licking, and indeed Fourth Prince proves to be as sharp as ever, today with sister Zhen Ji we see, it's not a rumor."

Listening to Hua Yue's soft, pleasing voice, Fourth Prince felt buoyant.

Ask, which man could resist a sweet little fan's praise, at this moment, he almost wished he could rush out to conquer the women outside.

Zhen Ji knew that Hua Yue was here to rescue her, so she took the opportunity to say, "Fourth Prince, the Sister Hua Yue outside is also a rare beauty, why not change someone to serve you?"

After speaking, Zhen Ji took the opportunity to get up, and Fourth Prince did not stop her, still savoring the soul-stirring, bone-eroding gentle voice of Hua Yue.

"Hua Yue, truly a nice name."

"Alright, let's stop here for today. Next time, I want to choose both of you at once!"

At that moment, he should have pulled Hua Yue back into the box, but his physical strength no longer allowed it. So he could only defer to the next opportunity to be together.

After dressing herself, Zhen Ji then left the box.

Yang Gong was surprised to see Hua Yue leading Zhen Ji out.

He didn't expect that this girl really had some skills, capable of snatching someone from the embrace of the Fourth Prince.

However, to the shock of others, the guests observed Zhen Ji's awkward steps, slightly messy hair, flushed cheeks, and had some objections.

"President Yang, is this what you meant by saying Zhen Ji was in full dress? It doesn't look like it at all?"

Those with discerning eyes quickly noticed something was amiss; the goddess they spent a lot of money to see did not seem in good shape.

The belatedly aware Hua Yue also noticed the improper aspect of Zhen Ji and tried to smooth things over.

"This gentleman, please don't worry. When we performed at Sixth Prince Manor, Sixth Prince personally designed a 'tipsy makeup' for us. If you all don't like it, I will have Zhen Ji change back immediately."

Hua Yue dared to say this because once, Sixth Prince also casually mentioned that he liked her tipsy appearance.

"Yes, the 'tipsy makeup'."

Zhen Ji could only nod awkwardly, as she rushed out too hastily and ruined her look.

The people looked at each other and started discussing the unique 'tipsy makeup' look created by Sixth Prince, and after a moment, they loudly exclaimed.

"Then have all the Singers switch to the 'tipsy makeup' look."

Of course, they knew under what circumstances a 'tipsy makeup' effect is achieved; since it's a treatment Sixth Prince enjoys, they wanted to experience it too.

This put Hua Yue in a difficult position; 'tipsy makeup' cannot be simply painted on, it's about the semblance.

But how could good Singers suddenly enter a tipsy state?

For a moment, Hua Yue felt like she was shooting herself in the foot. She awkwardly looked at Yang Gong, hoping he could come up with a strategy.

Yang Gong, experienced as he was in business, grandly began to explain.

"Gentlemen, what you might not understand is, the 'tipsy makeup' is a specialty of our Imperial City's number one Singer group, it's only applied to one person at a time and during very important occasions."

"If everyone were to wear it, it would blur the lines of distinction, so we hope you understand this rule."

"Since Zhen Ji has already come out, let's please continue with the auction and song requests."

Regarding how the so-called 'tipsy makeup' came about, Yang Gong knew all too well; he certainly didn't want to make things unpleasant for himself.

At this moment, the most important thing was, making money, making money.

"President Yang, this half incense stick time has already ended!" Another voice that Yang Gong did not want to hear came.

...End of this chapter...

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