Hearing Mo Lan's tone, Qin Su felt a pang of heartache and wanted to strangle the woman.
Is that what he meant?
"Wan Hua Fang, what a tacky name. Qing Ya Ge, that sounds a little more sophisticated. How about we go to Qing Ya Ge?"
Qin Su: "......"
Silence is consent. Seeing that Qin Su didn't speak, Mo Lan took the initiative and pulled him by the arm, heading towards Qingya Pavilion.
Qin Su glanced at the arm that Mo Lan was holding, her eyes flickered, but she didn't struggle.
As soon as they reached the deck of the pleasure boat, the pimp standing on the shore greeted them with a smile, "Oh, gentlemen, please come in."
For those in their line of work, greeting customers in the middle of the night is perfectly normal.
"Qingya Pavilion, what a nice name, elegant and refined." Mo Lan casually praised as she watched the servant diligently leading the way.
"Young master has a discerning eye. Our Qingya Pavilion is the most elegant pleasure boat on this river. Not only is the boat itself luxuriously decorated, but the ladies inside are also skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—each with their own expertise. What kind of style do you prefer, young master? Just tell the pavilion master, and you're sure to be satisfied. If they could also compose a poem or a painting, it would be quite a romantic tale..."
The pimp bowed slightly as he led the way, rambling on and on about the beauties and various hobbies of Qingya Pavilion.
Mo Lan listened with great interest, while Qin Su's face grew increasingly dark, but unfortunately, he was covered by a mask and couldn't see anything.
Only Mo Lan, who was standing close by, could sense Qin Su's tense body, as if he were somewhat embarrassed.
As soon as the three of them reached the deck, they heard the crisp, melodious tinkling of the curtains.
From behind the curtain emerged a captivating and alluring classical beauty with large almond-shaped eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry lips, and a face like peach blossoms. Upon seeing Mo Lan and Qin Su, she immediately greeted them with a smile and curtsied, waving a round fan in her hand.
"From afar I could hear the pimp chirping incessantly. When I came out to see, I was indeed greeted by distinguished guests. Please come in, both of you!"
"Young masters, this is the master of our Qingya Pavilion," the servant bowed and smiled, offering a reminder.
"Your story was excellent; here's a drink for you."
Mo Lan casually tossed over a coin, which the pimp caught. He immediately bowed with a beaming smile in thanks, then scurried off the deck.
"Hehe... Please come in, gentlemen. What kind of style do you prefer? I'll arrange it for you right away." The elegant lady covered her mouth with a round fan, and her silvery laughter rang in her ears, almost making Mo Lan cover her ears.
The penetrating power was too strong; my eardrums were thumping.
And the scent of perfume is so strong, it makes me want to sneeze.
"Bring two refined and elegant ladies who can play a little tune, along with two jugs of strong sake. And some snacks as well. The main thing is to make sure this young master has a good time." As she spoke, Mo Lan took out a silver ingot and placed it in the owner of the elegant pavilion's hand.
"Hehe... Young master, rest assured, I will take good care of you." The master of the elegant pavilion held the silver ingot. What else could he not understand? He was mainly here to accompany this masked young master. Who knows, he might be some important figure?
Hearing the sound of the master of the pavilion, Mo Lan silently moved to the side, and finally rubbed her ears as if by accident.
"Since the Pavilion Master understands, then let's make the arrangements quickly."
"Alright, this is the elegant VIP room number three. Please come in." The owner of the elegant room escorted the guests to the private room and then immediately swayed away.
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