Chapter 44 Chu Feng Pavilion
This bold approach actually made her a little shy.
Tu Miaoling hadn't expected this young woman to be so fierce.
Tao Tao is quite slender and not as big as her; she only needs to circle around twice.
After they got dressed, they tied their hair into ponytails and became handsome young men.
Tao Tao stood in front of a quiet and elegant teahouse, carefully examining the three large, sharp characters on the plaque: "Chu Feng Guan".
Unlike other teahouses that are always packed, she had been standing there for a while but hadn't seen anyone go in.
Perhaps it's because this place is relatively expensive. Just look at the decor and the quality of the woodwork, and the cool, elegant fragrance that you can smell at the entrance, mixed with a faint aroma of tea.
"You brought me here for tea?"
She turned to look at Tu Miaoling in confusion.
That's fine, really. This place is so quiet; it's definitely a good place to have some private conversations.
She just hadn't expected that the woman from the pig slaughterhouse would actually enjoy such refined pursuits.
In response, Tu Miaoling shook her head and smiled mysteriously: "I don't know anything about tea. Drinking tea is secondary; there are better things."
"Let's go inside."
She was becoming more and more curious. What else could this place be if not for drinking tea? It didn't even look like a brothel.
As the two approached the door, the servants on either side automatically opened it for them, bowing respectfully.
As soon as you enter, a man dressed in a light blue robe with a light gauze overlay stands to the side to greet you, smiling demurely and asking, "Gentlemen, do you have a favorite male prostitute?"
Male prostitute?
Tao Tao turned her head and looked at her in surprise, her eyes asking a question.
You've come here to have fun?
Tu Miaoling understood her meaning and replied: "Otherwise what? Men can enjoy pleasure, and so can women."
Then why are you still wearing men's robes?
She gestured with her chin to indicate the clothes on Tu Miaoling's body.
convenient.
Tu Miaoling uttered those two words silently.
"I'm looking for Qinglin. Is he here?"
The man exclaimed in regret, "I'm sorry, sir, but unfortunately, a distinguished guest has come to the brothel today and specifically requested Qinglin, the most skilled dancer."
"I'm afraid I won't have any free time today, and I hope you will forgive me, my lord."
"ah?"
Tu Miaoling slumped her shoulders in disappointment. She had finally saved up some money, eagerly anticipating his graceful dance, but things had turned out so badly.
But she couldn't say anything, because there were indeed prominent nobles or court officials in this place.
Chu Feng Pavilion is very private. The lobby on the first floor is not for guests; it consists entirely of private rooms, which are perfect for conversation. There are also people patrolling around at all times to prevent eavesdroppers.
After all, many of the people who come here are not ordinary people; they are either rich or powerful. There are a few like Tu Miaoling who save up money for half a year and then spend it here.
For most people, food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are still their primary concerns.
There are three top beauties here. The leader is named Lan Chi, who is aloof and cold, like a red plum blossom in the snow, or a pool of ice.
The next two are Qing Lin, gentle as a bamboo shoot, with a graceful figure. Although she is skilled in dancing, she has no trace of effeminacy.
Another one is Jin An, a lively and cheerful young man who is currently a celibate, but if someone can afford the price, he will probably not be for long.
"Young master, I wonder if Yue Li meets the approval of either of you?"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a man dressed in a pinkish-green cross-collar robe stepped forward, curtsied, and greeted him with a charming smile.
Tu Miaoling's eyes widened instantly, and she remained stunned for a moment before Tao Tao beside her nudged her, bringing her back to her senses.
"Can."
Then he placed the two pieces of silver on the tray of the servant waiting to the side.
"Please, gentlemen, come to the private room on the second floor."
Yue Li led the way, bringing them into a nicely decorated private room, which must have been quite "good" in price.
"This servant will first make tea for the two gentlemen."
Tao Tao followed Tu Miaoling around completely bewildered, even having the teacup handed to her by Tu Miaoling.
She leaned closer and whispered, "It's important, don't forget I have something important to tell you."
"Don't rush, let's see how he dances first."
Tu Miaoling enjoyed tea and snacks, and then watched the beautiful women dance; she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
Tao Tao didn't want her to waste the money, so she simply let him jump down. Anyway, she wouldn't be interested after watching for a couple of seconds.
It's better to take a second look at that monstrous face.
Tu Miaoling can watch more if she's interested.
Opportunities for pleasure are few and far between.
Meanwhile, on the third floor, there were rooms so luxurious they looked like they were carved from gold and jade, yet they were as spacious as a grand hall.
The man dancing in the center sometimes moved as gracefully as a willow branch, and sometimes as sturdy as a green bamboo. He had a refined and elegant demeanor, and his movements were graceful and unique, like a gentleman carved from jade.
The men on either side of each other had a male prostitute serving them, their lewd laughter and seductive sounds creating a stark contrast to the gentlemanly man.
It gives people a unique kind of pleasure from the bottom of their hearts.
It's like the indescribable, exhilarating feeling of cheating on your wife in front of her.
On the high seat, the man leaned back on the gold-threaded couch, his eyes exuding a captivating and alluring beauty.
His eyes were hazy, a trace of wine on his thin, crimson lips, and his dark purple cloud-patterned robe was slightly disheveled, revealing his fair, thin collarbone, adding a touch of allure that he didn't usually display.
He held a jade cup in his hand, swirling the pale yellow wine inside.
Suddenly, a person crawled up from below on the right. The person was slender and thin, with a delicate face, and approached the man on the soft couch with a look of infatuation and flattery.
"My lord, I will serve you."
Duan Gan closed his eyes in exasperation and uttered a single, ruthless word: "Get out."
His tone was indifferent, yet it revealed an arrogant contempt and domineering attitude.
But the male prostitute below seemed to be drunk and couldn't understand the meaning behind the tone, yet he still dared to climb over.
Just as his hand was about to touch Duan Gan's clothes, suddenly, a sharp blade flashing with a cold light appeared at his throat.
The icy, bone-chilling touch on his vital spot instantly brought the young man to his senses. His face, which had been flushed, was now deathly pale, and he frantically prostrated himself on the ground, begging for mercy.
"My lord, please forgive me... my lord, spare my life... I'll leave right now."
Chen Jinghe on the left looked at the male prostitute crawling away with disgust, and stared at the sword that had just touched his throat with disdain. He quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean.
His fourth master must have some weakness, otherwise those people in the court will not give up their antics.
Whether it's a woman or a man, they're all tainted by lust. His fourth master lacks nothing else, except for women, whether forced upon him by his family or bestowed by the emperor, they're as numerous as carp crossing a river.
It would be easier to just have a man.
It can also save a lot of trouble.
But the Fourth Prince doesn't really like men, and as for women, he doesn't seem to like any of them, and even avoids them like the plague.
He figured the reason must be that his fourth master found it troublesome.
Chen Jinghe's gaze drifted almost imperceptibly to the man on the soft couch, his mind racing.
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