Qin Su watched as Mo Lan dealt with the Pavilion Master with apparent ease, and his heart sank slightly. Judging from this woman's demeanor, she couldn't possibly be a first-timer; she was clearly a seasoned veteran.

Just as Qin Su was silently fuming, he noticed Mo Lan secretly rubbing her ears. Seeing Mo Lan move closer to him with a look of disgust, his anger immediately dissipated.

Moreover, it felt like the clouds had parted, and once their minds were clear, they were already seated in a private room.

Qin Su glanced at the decorations of the private room. As the pimp had said, the room was indeed elegantly decorated. A large soft couch was placed directly opposite the door, with a small tea table in the middle. The whole room was quite bright and spacious, with a beaded curtain separating the inner and outer rooms.

Through the window, you can see the shimmering river surface, which glows with a cool light under the moonlight.

"This place is really wrong." Mo Lan sat down on the soft couch, leaned against the soft cushions, and sighed comfortably.

"It's really good. Are you sure you want to treat us?" Qin Su squinted at Mo Lan, his eyes sparkling.

“Of course, I’m not short of money,” Mo Lan agreed without hesitation. How much could a trip on a pleasure boat cost? She wasn’t that stingy.

"In that case, shouldn't I be the one to set conditions?" Qin Su looked at Mo Lan and asked softly.

Hearing Qin Su's suggestion, Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and slapped her forehead. "You're right. Since I've invited you, I'll definitely do it according to your preferences. I thought you were just too embarrassed to ask, so I made the decision for you. I'm sorry, when the Pavilion Master arrives, just tell me what kind of money you need."

It turns out she misunderstood.

Qin Su hesitated for a moment, then said, "...The song you chose is nice, but I'd like to have a drink with you first."

drink wine?

Mo Lan looked at Qin Su, but unfortunately, his expression was hidden by the mask. However, Mo Lan felt that she had grasped the truth.

“I think your suggestion is very good. We should have a drink to boost our courage... Some things are indeed difficult to handle when we are sober.” The more Mo Lan spoke, the more reasonable she felt.

Qin Su looked at Mo Lan with a deep gaze and gritted her teeth.

Indeed, it's better to be drunk.

Just as the two were gazing at each other in the cool breeze, a voice rang out from outside the door, and several maids carrying fruit platters and snacks entered one after another. Then came two girls dressed in emerald green clothes. The most endearing thing about the two girls was that they looked exactly alike.

Seeing Mo Lan staring intently at the girl, the Pavilion Master immediately covered his mouth and chuckled, "Hehe... Young masters, what do you think of the girls I've chosen for you? They're twins, one can play the pipa and the other can sing a ditty. They're unique in our Qingya Pavilion and I've always treasured them, rarely seeing guests."

"Hmm, very good. What are your names?" Mo Lan patted her arm, waved for the Pavilion Master to step down, and then turned to look at the two elegantly dressed girls, asking gently.

"This is my sister, Liu'er," said Cui'er, who was standing in front, holding a pipa in her arms. She curtsied.

Well, it's all green.

"Alright, let's start with a little tune."

"Yes, I will sing a Jiangjun folk song first. If you don't like it, I will sing another one."

As Cui'er spoke, she gestured to her younger sister, and the two sat on the embroidered stool. The sound of the pipa began, melodious and lingering, like willow branches sprouting in spring, stretching their branches in the spring breeze, revealing sadness in the drizzle, and blooming strongly in the wind and rain.