11: Chapter 11 Could you... please save my brother?

"Hmph."

Jiang Yingrao saw Tang Xiaowu's appearance, and a flash of disdain crossed her eyes.

She deliberately puffed out her proud chest, her gaze flitting dismissively over Tang Xiaowu's figure, which, though not bad...

...seemed somewhat thin in front of her. She spoke with Yin and Yang sarcasm:

"Little sister, take a word of advice from your elder sister. Men all like some meat on the bones.

With that frame of yours, as flat as a board front and back, you should go back and eat more papayas to supplement yourself."

"Heir Apparent, let's go. Don't mind this girl. I can do everything she can, and I can even do the things she can't."

As she spoke, Jiang Yingrao tightly hugged Chen Shanzhi's arm with both hands.

Her rounded breasts pressed gently against Chen Shanzhi's arm through her clothes.

Chen Shanzhi only felt a wonderful sensation coming from his arm.

It had to be said, Jiang Yingrao was indeed well-endowed.

Hearing this, Tang Xiaowu bit her lip hard, almost to the point of drawing blood.

She looked at Chen Shanzhi, the anger in her eyes gradually turning into a sense of grievance.

Those eyes, usually as cold as frost, were now rimmed with red, like an abandoned little animal.

"Chen Shanzhi, I have something to discuss with you," she repeated stubbornly, her voice carrying a hint of a sob.

Chen Shanzhi's heart stirred slightly as he looked at her like this.

He knew Tang Xiaowu's character setting in the game all too well.

This girl was proud, and as the Saintess of the Witch Clan, she had extremely high self-esteem.

For her to set aside her status and come to the entrance of Yihong Pavilion to intercept him...

...and to stay even after enduring such humiliation from Jiang Yingrao...

...something monumental must have happened to her.

Most likely, she had nowhere else to turn for help and then thought of him.

This was a perfect opportunity to bring the two of them closer.

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi calmly pulled his arm out of Jiang Yingrao's embrace.

Then he winked at her, gave her a look, and lowered his voice:

"Stop it. She's looking for me; she probably really has an emergency.

Besides, her own talent is very good, and I was thinking of befriending her. In the future, when I'm helping you guys complete the plan at Four Seas Academy, she could be of assistance.

So I think I should go and see what exactly is going on."

Hearing Chen Shanzhi's words, the smile on Jiang Yingrao's face froze.

What "very good talent" and "thinking of befriending"?

Wasn't he just lusting after her beauty?

Although she knew that she and Chen Shanzhi only had a transactional relationship and she had no right to control who he wanted to see...

More so since Chen Shanzhi had given her a seemingly reasonable explanation...

But seeing this man choose the "washboard" over her without hesitation still stung.

A surge of anger welled up inexplicably in Jiang Yingrao's heart.

"Go and see? You're probably just lusting after her beauty."

Jiang Yingrao sneered, let go of his arm, took a step back, and regained her high-and-mighty posture as a Saintess:

"If the Heir Apparent wants to go, then go. After all, your legs belong to you. Courtesan Alias is just a woman of the demimonde; naturally, I cannot stop the noble Heir Apparent Your Highness."

After saying that, she didn't even spare Tang Xiaowu a glance. She brushed her sleeves and turned around, leaving Chen Shanzhi with a Life Qi back as she entered Yihong Pavilion.

Then, the door closed with a "bang," cutting off everyone's view.

A strange look appeared in the eyes of the onlookers.

Does this Heir Apparent actually like pure girls like Tang Xiaowu?

How muddled!

As veterans of the flower fields, they would definitely choose a mature woman with a voluptuous figure like Miss Youyou.

After all, the pleasure in bed is something that cannot be described to outsiders.

Although Tang Xiaowu was also very beautiful, her figure was still quite lacking compared to Miss Youyou's.

Perhaps in two or three years, she might catch up.

But at this moment, she was still a few notches below.

The crowd could only understand it as the Heir Apparent suddenly wanting a change of pace.

Seeing Jiang Yingrao leave in Life Qi, Chen Shanzhi rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat helpless.

Did this woman not see the look he gave her?

It was truly a waste of my effort explaining things to her for so long.

Forget it, since it's already like this, let it be.

Anyway, on Jiang Yingrao's side, the two of them were bound by mutual interests.

As long as he still had the Grand Elder's list in his hands, he wasn't afraid she would truly ignore him.

At worst, he would give her more information later and then coax her a bit; she would surely be pacified then.

But Tang Xiaowu's side was different, regardless of the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art of the Witch God and the subsequent Wu Clan plot involved behind her.

Just in terms of the progress in winning over this antagonist, Tang Xiaowu was much more important than Jiang Yingrao.

After all, in the game's setting, the feelings between Tang Xiaowu and Tang Liu were so deep that she could even give up her status as the Saintess of the Witch Clan for him.

If he wanted to successfully win her over and get the rewards behind it...

...this kind of opportunity where she was definitely asking for his help must be seized.

If he missed this chance, there might not be another.

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi turned around and looked at Tang Xiaowu, whose eyes were red.

His face took on a smile as warm as a spring breeze, and he walked over, his tone carrying some comfort:

"Tang the Great Talent, to come looking for me so late, have you run into some emergency?"

Hearing the words "Tang the Great Talent," for some reason, Tang Xiaowu felt an even greater sense of grievance.

"It's nothing."

She sniffled, turned her head away, and said coldly:

"Go find your top courtesan whose beauty and figure are both better than mine.

A washboard like me isn't worthy of speaking to the Heir Apparent."

Chen Shanzhi was stunned, his expression a bit strange. This expression, this tone...

Why did it feel like a young couple having a spat?

Chen Shanzhi felt secretly pleased. Although he didn't know the reason...

...it seemed that Tang Xiaowu's guard against him had lowered significantly today.

"How could that be?"

Chen Shanzhi approached her thick-skinned and said with a serious face:

"That courtesan is just common and vulgar; how could she compare to our Tang the Great Talent?

Look, as soon as I saw you were in Life Qi, I dumped her immediately.

In my heart, Miss Tang is like the bright moon in the sky, while she is at most a firefly."

If Jiang Yingrao heard this now, she would probably smash his head open with her zither.

But fortunately, Jiang Yingrao had already closed the door and gone inside to be in Life Qi.

And these words were quite effective on Tang Xiaowu.

"Bah, who is your Tang the Great Talent?"

Tang Xiaowu cold-snorted. Although her face was still icy, her tense body had clearly relaxed a lot.

Chen Shanzhi knew when to quit while he was ahead. He glanced at the surrounding crowd of onlookers and said softly:

"Xiaowu, this isn't the place to talk. Shall we go somewhere else?"

Tang Xiaowu was preoccupied and didn't notice Chen Shanzhi calling her Xiaowu. She just nodded, indicating her agreement.

The two of them walked side by side to a secluded riverside.

Moonlight spilled over the river's surface, creating shimmering ripples.

Chen Shanzhi looked at Tang Xiaowu's exquisite profile, set aside his playful thoughts, and asked:

"Tell me, what exactly happened? To make you this anxious, Xiaowu."

Tang Xiaowu was silent for a moment, then turned her head. Her red, beautiful eyes looked at Chen Shanzhi.

In her eyes was a look of helplessness and fragility that had never appeared before him.

"Chen Shanzhi..."

Tang Xiaowu took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes carrying a flicker of hope as she said with a trembling voice:

"Can you... save my brother?"