Chapter 019: A Place of Pleasure

Although Du Fan remained silent, Prince Fischer noticed his expression. Yet, as both were smart people, they certainly wouldn’t bring this up.
After introducing these two to Du Fan, Prince Fischer pointed at him and said calmly, “Well, Alex and Jerome, you’ve now met this gentleman, Du Fan. From now on, you can consider yourselves friends. It’s good for everyone to spend more time together when they have free time.”
With that, Prince Fischer took out a bottle of wine from under the table and smiled, “This is fine wine brought as a tribute from the south. After my father gave me one bottle, I hesitated to drink it. Since we’re having such a great time today, let’s all try it together.”
Alex smiled for once, and Jerome, who seemed to be a drunkard as well, lit up at Prince Fischer’s words. He sat up, grabbed the bottle, poured himself a drink, and drank it without hesitation.
With wine around, the originally cool atmosphere became lively. After a few drinks, and with Prince Fischer’s guidance, the people in the carriage started talking more. For some reason, however, their conversation had nothing to do with politics—it turned instead to matters related to women and amorous affairs. What amused Du Fan the most was that Alex, who usually appeared serious, showed more smiles when discussing such topics, reminding him of a saying he had heard in his past life: Men are born perverts; some just hide it, while others don’t.
The carriage raced along the main roads of the capital. There were already many pedestrians and vehicles on the streets during the day, but with the inner court clearing the way, it didn’t slow down the carriage at all. After passing seven or eight main streets, they were almost at the southern gate leading out of the city. But at an intersection, the carriage suddenly turned and took a smaller road.
After traveling less than a few dozen meters, the carriage came to a slow stop. Prince Fischer made a gesture signaling caution, still looking wary. After glancing outside a few times, he signaled for them to follow him, then quickly jumped out of the carriage. Alex and Jerome followed suit. Though puzzled, Du Fan also jumped out after them.

Prince Fische glanced around a few more times, then casually pointed at a court mage. The mage nodded, jumped onto the carriage, after which Prince Fische nodded in turn and waved his hand. The coachman promptly drove the carriage toward the city gates of the imperial capital, with the court mages following closely behind.

Then, Prince Fische took the lead, with Alex and Jerome following. He pulled Du Fan along and they slipped into a nearby alley.

Du Fan followed behind, filled with confusion, and couldn’t help but ask, “Your Highness Fische… What exactly is this? Weren’t we supposed to go hunting?”

Prince Fische turned to look at Du Fan and smiled. “That’s right, we indeed are going hunting. Who said we weren’t? I’m afraid everyone in the capital already knows we’re going hunting. Didn’t you see my carriage leaving the city with so many people? Under such circumstances, who would doubt that we’re not going hunting?”

Du Fan was stunned and said, “Your Highness Fische, do you mean…”

Prince Fische snorted. “Knowing I’m going hunting, I’m sure many people will be busy setting up ambushes in the royal hunting grounds. But this time, I’m not going hunting at all. Let’s see what they can do to me. Besides, ever since that incident, no matter where I go, my elder brother can find an excuse to have a bunch of people ‘escort’ me… Well, it’s called escorting, but it’s actually blatant surveillance… In such a situation, we probably wouldn’t even dare speak a word. So, it’s better for us to do this way—so we can find an opportunity to talk properly. Besides, we’re all people of high status… Especially you, Du Fan. You’re a legendary figure in the capital, one of the most devout believers. It wouldn’t be good if people saw you in such a place…”

At these words, not only Prince Fische but also Alex and Jerome wore amused expressions.

People of high status? Such a place?? Wouldn’t that be bad???

Du Fan felt a sense of unease, but under these circumstances, he had no choice but to follow Prince Fische. Finally, after emerging from the secluded alley, he saw the magnificent buildings ahead and couldn’t help but sigh.

A rather huge door opened, with a red carpet stretching out from inside. There were many carriages at the entrance, and numerous men in fancy clothes stood there, whispering and laughing loudly. Each of them was holding a woman in revealing clothing with a seductive expression, some even with more than one such woman by their side.

Three or five even more scantily clad beauties stood on either side of the gate, constantly throwing flirtatious glances outside. Such looks would make any normal man feel heated. Behind them stood a row of warriors in combat gear, each watching the passersby cautiously—clearly bodyguards or enforcers.

Sounds of men and women playing around and making strange noises came from inside, enough to make one blush. Du Fan sighed again. Even a fool could tell what kind of place this was. The only thing he couldn’t figure out was why Prince Fischer had brought him here. As a prince, if he wanted women, countless noble ladies would eagerly throw themselves at him—why would he need to come to such a place?

Thinking this, Du Fan glanced at Prince Fischer again and noticed that his originally indifferent expression had changed slightly, replaced by a “wolfish grin” that any man would understand. Then he grabbed Du Fan’s hand and cheerfully led him inside the gate. Clearly, Prince Fischer wasn’t just a regular at brothels but also an experienced lover!

Pushed and pulled by Prince Fischer and the others, Du Fan quickly followed them inside. Soon, three or five gorgeous women surrounded them, pressing their fragrant, soft bodies close, speaking in sweet voices with passionate glances.

One of them clung to Du Fan’s chest, pulling his hand toward her full breasts while blowing warm breath on his face—undeniably tempting.

Du Fan was at a loss. He had indeed been with women before, but Ringo was extremely cold. Although he had forced himself on her a few times, she had never been this proactive. Now, with these women piling on, he didn’t know how to get away.

Just then, a delicate voice came from afar: “Go away! Serve the other guests properly. Prince Fischer won’t be interested in you vulgar beauties!”

Immediately afterwards, a woman in her early thirties walked over. She casually sent away all the girls surrounding Du Fan and the others. Though already thirty, she still possessed great charm, exuding a seductive aura. Her eyes were slightly raised, giving her standard peach-blossom eyes. Although not particularly beautiful, even a brief glance from her was incredibly alluring—she must have been quite striking in her youth as well.

The woman glanced at Du Fan and the others briefly before cooing, “So it’s Prince Fischer… You haven’t been here for some time now… I haven’t seen you in ages; I could hardly eat or sleep… Oh, isn’t that Young Master Jerome? What a rare sight! Why are you hiding behind? Are you shy? And this must be General Alex, right? Generals truly have a radiant presence… All those girls who took care of the general are thinking of him… Oh, and who is this last young master? He must be here for the first time, right? Please forgive my ignorance—I didn’t recognize him. Don’t be upset!”

With just a few words, the woman took care of all four of them, showing perfect tact and efficiency.

Du Fan frowned inwardly. This woman clearly knew Prince Fischer’s identity, yet her speech was so frivolous. It seemed she was either not very close to Prince Fischer or had strong connections in this place—she wasn’t afraid even of someone as high-ranking as a prince…

Just then, Prince Fischer snapped, laughing and scolding. He slapped her raised buttocks firmly before saying, “Stop talking nonsense, Ms. Shalin. Today I’ve brought them here to see everything, so you’d better bring out the best girls here for me!”

The woman named Shalin softened instantly after being slapped by Prince Fischer. With a seductive gaze, she said, “What are you saying, Prince Fischer? You’re a regular here, so of course I’ll take good care of you. Do you need me to attend to you personally?”

Prince Fischer laughed and said, “Stop teasing me, Shalin. Just go and arrange it quickly! My friends can’t wait any longer…”

Only after saying that did Prince Fischer pull his hand away from Shalin’s buttocks.

Shalin giggled, made a gesture inviting them to follow, and led the way.

Alex and Jerome, on the other hand, seemed unimpressed, as if they were very familiar with Prince Fischer’s behavior.

Du Fan sighed inwardly; it seems this Prince Fischer is truly an old hand at lust!