Chapter 48: Meeting at Qiongxiao Tower

“As for Miss Dujian and Miss Huang, the expenses of the two ladies tonight will be on our King!” After saying that, Night Wind handed a purse to Dujian.

Dujian reached out to take the purse, weighed it in her hand, and gave a satisfied smile. She said to Tang Chuyao, “Miss, then I’ll take Miss Huang to have some fun!”

After saying that, Dujian pulled Huang Xiaoyu and ran away.

With Huang Xiaoyu following, Tang Chuyao wasn’t worried about Dujian, so she turned around and followed Night Wind to a restaurant.

Tang Chuyao looked up and saw a huge plaque with the words “Qiongxiao Tower” written on it.

The calligraphy was like flowing clouds and water, elegant and ethereal. Tang Chuyao sighed that the owner of this calligraphy must be an old scholar.

Qiongxiao Tower was the largest restaurant in the capital, located in the best spot on Tianjie Street. Usually, the restaurant was always full, and it was even harder to find a seat during festivals!

The first floor was a large hall, filled with tables, each table full of diners, the noise was deafening, and it was very lively.

Night Wind led Tang Chuyao to the second floor. The second floor was a series of private rooms, each with a servant standing at the door. It seemed that the private rooms on the second floor were all booked.

Tang Chuyao sighed that the owner of Qiongxiao Tower was really a business genius. The annual profits must be considerable!

They stopped at the Tianzi No. 1 room. Night Wind knocked on the door, and a magnetic voice sounded, “Come in!”

Night Wind pushed open the door and made a “please” gesture to Tang Chuyao. After Tang Chuyao entered the room, he closed the door and stood guard at the door.

As soon as she stepped into the private room, a refreshing fragrance hit her face.

The private room wasn’t very big, but it was decorated with great care. Light purple gauze curtains hung around the room, swaying gently in the breeze.

The floor was covered with soft brocade, and stepping on it felt like walking on clouds. A beautifully carved pearwood table stood in the center, with a few elegant round stools.

A light and elegant landscape painting hung on the wall, adding a touch of tranquility and poetry. Several pots of blooming orchids were placed by the window, pure white like snow, emitting a faint and elegant fragrance.

Through the half-open window, one could see the bustling street scene outside, where the hustle and bustle and tranquility perfectly blended. Here, it was like a paradise far away from the noise of the world.

Gu Qingchen was sitting on a round stool, looking at Tang Chuyao with a smile. Tang Chuyao was instantly captivated by his smile!

He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, wearing a luxurious brocade robe that trailed on the ground. It was embroidered with intricate and exquisite golden patterns, which shimmered under the candlelight.

His skin was like snow, with a jade-like luster. His sword-like eyebrows flew up to his temples, his eyes were long and deep, like twinkling stars.

Under his high and straight nose, his thin lips were slightly pursed, with a hint of an imperceptible smile, captivating people’s hearts.

His ink-like long hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin, with a few strands of hair falling on his forehead, adding a touch of unrestrained charm.

His whole person exuded an aura of nobility and mystery.

“You demon!” Tang Chuyao cursed under her breath. Every time she saw this man, she was amazed by his appearance!

Gu Qingchen also looked at Tang Chuyao. She was wearing a pink long dress, swaying in the breeze. Her figure was as light and graceful as a willow swaying in the wind.

A veil lightly covered her face, revealing only a pair of watery autumn eyes, which shimmered and captivated people’s hearts as they flowed. Her eyebrows were like distant ink, slightly raised, with a touch of charm and allure.

Her waterfall-like long hair hung down her shoulders like silk, swaying slightly with her movements.

Gu Qingchen had never paid attention to Tang Chuyao before he learned that she was the little girl, so he didn’t know what she looked like before. But he only remembered the little girl’s eyes, like a fawn in the forest, moist and alluring, making people unable to help but fall into them…

“Come here!” Gu Qingchen extended his hand towards Tang Chuyao, gesturing for her to come closer.

Tang Chuyao didn’t hesitate. This man had already done her a favor, and now that she had been reborn, her purpose was to seek revenge and repay kindness!

She walked towards Gu Qingchen, and when she reached him, she placed her hand on his large palm. Suddenly, her hand was enveloped by the man’s warm and strong palm, and then Tang Chuyao was pulled into his arms by the man with great force, sitting on his lap.

Tang Chuyao’s lips curled up slightly, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes. She instinctively hooked her arms around Gu Qingchen’s neck.

Gu Qingchen was slightly stunned, then his earlobes turned slightly red. Tang Chuyao noticed his reddening earlobes without making a sound, and a hint of surprise flashed in her heart.

She thought the Regent King was experienced, but he was actually a pure-hearted old man!

No, he couldn’t be called an old man! Tang Chuyao was eleven years old when she died in her previous life, and now she was sixteen, making her over thirty years old!

Gu Qingchen was only twenty-two years old!

Who was the older one taking advantage of the younger one?

Tang Chuyao dismissed these messy thoughts from her mind. After all, she was only sixteen now, much younger than Gu Qingchen!

Gu Qingchen couldn’t see the expression on Tang Chuyao’s face, only seeing her beautiful eyes rolling, wondering what she was thinking.

He reached out and removed the veil from her face. When Gu Qingchen saw Tang Chuyao’s face, he was momentarily stunned.

This peerless beauty instantly overlapped with the little girl in his dream!!

The girl in his dream had this kind of stunning beauty, surpassing the goddesses in the heavens!

He finally understood why the little girl had been wearing a veil for six years. Such beauty, without a veil to cover it, would be too eye-catching!

Her skin was as white as snow, crystal clear. Her eyebrows were like distant ink,