At this moment, her attendant, looking around in the crowd, finally spotted her and hurriedly stepped forward, bowing slightly and presenting her with a letter in both hands.

Qin Qian unconsciously looked up, her gaze falling on the familiar mark on the envelope, and her heart skipped a beat—it was a letter from Qi Meng.

She frowned subconsciously, a number of thoughts flashing through her mind in an instant, which she initially intended to dismiss and ignore.

But for some reason, the moment her fingertips touched the letter, an inexplicable impulse drove her to tear open the envelope as if possessed.

Unfolding the letter, delicate handwriting came into view. In an instant, Qin Qianluo's breath caught in her throat, and her hand holding the letter trembled slightly.

In the letter, Qi Meng spoke with certainty, stating that she knew who had attacked Dark Moon, but demanded that Qin Qianluo go to Linglong Pavilion alone before she could tell her.

In recent days, in order to investigate this matter, Qin Qianluo has gone to great lengths, secretly mobilizing her connections and searching everywhere, but has still come up with nothing.

Every clue had vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea. At this moment, this letter was like a sudden ray of light, illuminating the mystery in the darkness and giving her a glimmer of hope.

Reason told her that she shouldn't trust Qimeng too easily. After all, Qimeng's identity was mysterious and her actions were unpredictable.

The Linglong Pavilion is even more unfathomable, hidden amidst the prosperity of the capital, harboring countless secrets and dangers, and perhaps concealing hidden mysteries within.

But when she thought of Dark Moon's injuries and the pain she had suffered, Qin Qianluo gritted her teeth, a resolute feeling welling up in her heart.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, she'll still give it a try.

As for the requirement to go alone, Qin Qianluo didn't have too many concerns.

She thought to herself that she had a protective mechanism, which was like an indestructible barrier.

Unless the opponent can break through this strong defense, I am in no danger.

Moreover, she still has a spatial dimension, which is currently known only to those around her, Physician Xu, and Sister Su; no one else knows about it.

In this way, even if there is danger on this trip, she will have room to maneuver.

After considering this, Qin Qianluo's expression hardened. She carefully put the letter away, hiding it in her sleeve, and whispered a few words to her servant to make sure it wouldn't attract attention.

Afterwards, she straightened her court robes, preparing to go home to change her clothes before going to Linglong Pavilion.

After changing her clothes, Qin Qianluo first took Yaoguang into the space. After giving some instructions, she took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and then stepped out of the space alone.

The sunlight shone on her, causing her to squint slightly.

A carriage that had been waiting for a long time was quietly parked on the side of the street. Its body was simple and heavy, and its body was carved with exquisite patterns.

Every line is smooth and natural, showcasing exceptional craftsmanship. The horses pulling the cart are tall and strong, with smooth manes, leisurely pawing the ground.

Qin Qianlu lifted her skirt and gracefully boarded the carriage.

The interior is simply yet elegantly furnished, with soft cushions neatly arranged, enveloping you in just the right amount of comfort as soon as you sit down.

Inside the car, there was also a small incense burner, from which the aroma of tea wafted, filling the cabin and calming the mind.

The wheels rolled slowly, making a dull, rhythmic sound. Qin Qianluo leaned against the window, her thoughts drifting.

This was her first time visiting a brothel. In her previous understanding, brothels were mysterious places full of stories.

The rumors circulating among the people, and the descriptions of courtesans in the writings of scholars and poets, all filled her with curiosity about this place.

This curiosity, like an invisible hand, tickled her heart, making her increasingly eager to see what was about to happen.

Before long, the carriage came to a smooth stop in front of Linglong Pavilion. Qin Qianluo pushed open the carriage door, and a noisy and bustling atmosphere rushed towards her.

The Linglong Pavilion is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, its eaves and brackets soaring high as if reaching straight into the clouds.

The vermilion lanterns swayed gently in the breeze, their tassels fluttering and illuminating the men and women coming and going.

The servants at the door greeted each guest with smiles on their faces.

She took a deep breath and stepped into this place filled with the warmth of everyday life and a sense of mystery.

Stepping into the Linglong Pavilion, one is greeted by a lively atmosphere. The melodious sounds of string and bamboo instruments drift gently from the corners of the hall, like a clear spring flowing into everyone's hearts.

The dancers moved with graceful movements, their colorful ribbons tracing beautiful arcs in the air, a sight to behold.

The guests were either drinking and laughing heartily, or engaging in lively conversation and gesturing excitedly. The air was filled with the aroma of fine wine and a faint scent of perfume.

Qin Qianluo's gaze was drawn to all of this. She looked around curiously, not missing a single detail.

The interior decoration is luxurious yet tasteful. Every piece of furniture seems to have been carefully selected and contains a unique meaning. Every piece of calligraphy and painting has delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception.

The bronze mirror hanging on the wall reflected a soft light under the candlelight, making the entire hall even brighter.

Just as she was immersed in this novel environment, the brightly dressed madam, with a beaming smile, came to greet her with graceful steps.

The madam wore a gorgeous long silk dress, the hem of which was embroidered with delicate peony patterns. As she walked, the flowers seemed to sway gracefully in the wind.

She first gave an elegant bow, her movements skillful yet dignified, her voice clear and melodious: "I am truly honored that Prince Jinrui Zhao has graced Linglong Pavilion with his presence."

"How delighted I am! Miss Qimeng has been waiting for Your Highness in the room for quite some time. Please, Your Highness, come with me."

After saying that, the madam turned to the side and gestured for them to enter, her smile remaining warm and enthusiastic, while her eyes revealed a hint of shrewdness that was not easily detected.