A young man glanced at everyone in the room and said, "Let's go, come with me to the top floor, serve those young masters well, and you'll get your share of the benefits later."
The group quietly followed the young man toward the top floor.
Once you reach the top floor, the surrounding environment instantly becomes quiet, and you can't hear any noise from downstairs.
The spacious corridor was almost entirely filled with Li Kun's guards, who patrolled diligently back and forth without the slightest slackening.
The young man led them to a private room at the very back and then respectfully withdrew.
Jiang Yimian and her group were about to push the door open and go in.
The guards at the door stopped them, saying, "Wait."
The dancer at the front was startled and glanced timidly at the guard at the door, seemingly not understanding what the guard was going to do.
The guard who spoke simply held the sword at his waist, casually lifted the clothes of each dancer to make sure there were no hidden weapons, before opening the door to the private room.
Jiang Yimian was just glad that she had space.
Otherwise, the thin veil on her body wouldn't be able to conceal any hidden weapons. Fortunately, the areas that needed to be covered were covered by multiple layers of veil, so she wasn't too exposed.
As soon as the group entered the private room, they heard the sound that was blocked by the door.
The sounds of drinking and joking, along with the music from the instruments inside, created a hazy atmosphere for everyone in the room, not to mention the magnificent furnishings, which were extremely extravagant.
Jiang Yimian lowered her head and stood in the center, following the people in front of her, and danced gracefully to the melodious sound of string and wind instruments.
The young men, who were already quite tipsy, finally stopped what they were doing and looked at the dancers in the center.
A dozen or so graceful women, wearing veils and red gauze that revealed most of their slender, fair wrists, were dancing in the center to the sound of string and bamboo instruments.
The red gauze dress could cover up the private parts, but it couldn't hide their waist and abdomen.
Even with the sheer fabric barely concealing her figure, her slender waist only served to arouse more desire.
The group, who had been drowsy, suddenly became excited.
He stared at the women dancing in the center, his gaze roaming over them without restraint.
The person in the main seat immediately looked at Jiang Yimian, but the emotion in their eyes was hard to discern—was it excitement, or something else?
Jiang Yimian danced to the music while observing the people inside the room.
She didn't recognize most of these people; she had only seen a few of them in Aguzan's courtyard, so they should all be Aguzan's people.
When her gaze fell on the person behind the governor, she quickly looked away and turned to the person in the main seat.
Whether it was the deliberately dim lighting inside the room or something else, she felt that Li Kunge today was somewhat different from the person she had seen on the street that day.
But given the current situation, she didn't have time to think it over. She quickly turned her gaze away and twirled and leaped to the sound of the string and wind instruments.
All those scrutinizing or ambiguous glances lingered on Jiang Yimian.
Those exposed, fair and delicate wrists made one want to examine the person's face.
Jiang Yimian didn't bring any face coverings today; her fair and bright face was partially obscured by a thin veil.
It drew everyone's attention, making people unable to resist exploring what kind of beautiful face lay beneath the veil.
Aguzan stood in the shadows, his gaze falling on those eyes that seemed even more lively because they were hidden by a veil. A flash of amazement crossed his eyes, and he unconsciously raised an eyebrow. He hadn't misjudged her after all.
Jiang Yimian was indeed the most attractive one among these people.
This person was like a fairy who had mistakenly descended to the mortal world. Her bright eyes were so clear that although she was dancing these charming dances, she did not have any seductive meaning. She only attracted everyone's attention.
The person in the main seat, watching this scene, unconsciously curled his fingers and gently tapped them on the armrest, as if attracted by the sound of the instruments and responding to the rhythm.
Jiang Yimian suddenly felt that the music seemed to be going a little faster, but seeing that no one else was surprised, she didn't care to think about it and ignored the gazes of others, tearing off the shawl from her arm.
While continuing to dance to the music, she slowly approached the person in the main seat.
The shawl in her hand swept slowly across Likunge's face as she moved.
Li Kunge's lips curled slightly, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the shawl, bringing it to his nose to sniff.
A delicate fragrance spread to his nose, but before he could smell it properly, the scent had already slowly disappeared from his hand along with the shawl.
Jiang Yimian's lips curved slightly, and a hint of allure appeared in her eyes as she prepared to continue teasing him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he threw out the shawl, Li Kunge chuckled, reached out and grabbed it, pulling the person directly into his arms.
Jiang Yimian was only slightly surprised, not expecting the other party to be so easily seduced, but she didn't show it on her face. She just reached out and touched the other party's chest, looking at the other party with seductive eyes, as if she was shy.
However, he kept an eye on the guards beside him out of the corner of his eye, wondering when it would be appropriate to control Likunge.
However, Li Kunge didn't give her a chance to think, and reached out to put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Instantly blocking the gazes of others who lingered on her, the wide sleeves completely covered the person in her arms.
When she felt that warm, large hand covering her waist, Jiang Yimian almost couldn't help but kill the other person on the spot, and the expression on her face froze for a moment.
Aguzan was somewhat surprised to see this scene, not expecting Likunge to be so impatient, and secretly clenched his fist.
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