Young Master, Please Invite Me on the Third Floor.

"Mr. Zhan, we're inviting you on the third floor!" "Why was that vulgar swordsman invited to the third floor by Ning Xiang oiran?" "Don't you understand? He is Mr. Zhan from Nanyang. He is the master of poetry in Ruxuan Academy and the peerless biography of Baihe Tower was also written by him." "Not only that, he is also the advisor to the Prince Consort, the purse strings of the Ministry of Revenue, the gold collar of the Xuanjing Department, and a favorite of His Majesty." "With so many boats under your feet, you're not afraid of capsizing?" "To say that the ship capsized, it was also the beauty's ship. He is about to marry the second princess. Tonight is his last single night in the Jiaofang Division." "Zhan Qiye, take your life!" "Zhan Qiye, how dare you betray me!" "Zhan Lang, you made me wait so hard!" … "Look, Hongyan's boat is about to capsize. Run away, there's a fight!!"