A gentle breeze rippled across the lake, causing it to shimmer with golden light, like countless tiny gems leaping about.
The two felt as if their hearts had been cleansed by the clear lake water, filled with a sense of ease and joy. The fatigue and worries that had been weighing on their minds for so long were now left behind.
They chatted casually, their conversation ranging from amusing anecdotes in the palace to strange tales among the common people. Their laughter and chatter mingled together, drifting gently across the lake.
The gentle breeze caressed their faces like silk, softly ruffling their hair and bringing a touch of coolness.
The wind seemed to carry the moisture and freshness of the lake, making one unable to resist taking a deep breath and fully enjoying this gift of nature, feeling extremely comfortable and at ease.
As the two were engrossed in their conversation, a melodious and pleasant tune, like heavenly music, drifted over and gently entered their ears.
When you first hear the music, it's like a clear mountain stream, tinkling and lively.
Listen again, and it sounds like the cheerful chirping of birds in the forest, melodious and clear, full of vitality.
Upon closer examination, it is like a secluded spring in a deep valley, flowing gently, tranquil and profound, seemingly carrying a power that can penetrate the soul, making one involuntarily immerse oneself in it.
The two stopped chatting and subconsciously looked up into the distance, where they saw a beautifully decorated pleasure boat slowly approaching.
The bow and stern of the boat were tied with colorful ribbons that fluttered in the wind.
The ribbons shimmered with a mesmerizing brilliance under the sunlight, like colorful clouds falling from the sky, adding a touch of dreamlike beauty to the cruise ship.
The ship's hull is carved with exquisite patterns, and the melodious music drifts gently from this ship.
Looking closely, one can vaguely see a woman dancing gracefully at the bow of the boat.
She wore a flowing long dress, the hem fluttering in the wind, as if she had blended into the surrounding mountains and rivers.
Her figure was light and graceful, as soft and beautiful as a willow branch swaying in the wind. Every movement was smooth and natural, as if she were being blown by a spring breeze.
Every gesture exudes agility and elegance; as she spins, she resembles a blooming lotus flower, blossoming amidst the beautiful lake and mountain scenery.
With a raised hand, it resembles a butterfly fluttering in the air, light and agile.
Although her face was not clearly visible, her graceful figure and agile dance moves were enough to captivate people with this unexpected visual feast.
It was as if time stood still at this moment, and the only things in the world were this beautiful music and moving dance.
Both of their eyes were drawn to the painted boat that was slowly approaching in the twilight.
For a moment, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a veil of tranquility, with only the lake water gently lapping against the side of the boat, making a pleasant sound.
A dark-skinned, lean boatman was skillfully maneuvering the oars, his weathered eyes keenly capturing the interest in the eyes of the two men.
He grinned and said in a uniquely charming tone, "That's the Linglong Pavilion's pleasure boat. It's only lively like this once a year."
The one dancing up there must be Lingyan, the top courtesan of Linglong Pavilion.
"Tsk tsk, why do I feel that Lingyan's dance moves are becoming more and more graceful and captivating this year?"
The last sentence was merely a soft murmur uttered unconsciously by the boatman, drifting away in the air with the breeze, and did not reach the ears of Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun.
Qin Qianlu frowned slightly, secretly thinking to herself, "So it is Linglong Pavilion."
To her, this brothel was like a place shrouded in mist, familiar yet always shrouded in mystery.
Back then, Ling Xue and the other two had concealed their whereabouts here. After they followed her, both she and the Emperor...
They all dispatched capable people to carefully investigate the background of Linglong Pavilion, but after a thorough investigation, Linglong Pavilion turned out to be a tightly sealed fortress, with almost no flaws to be found.
The girls in the pavilion all sell their art, not their bodies, maintaining a unique sense of modesty and integrity.
No matter how distinguished or wealthy a visitor may be, once they step into Linglong Pavilion, they must abide by its rules.
It's not that there aren't those madmen who, relying on their power and wealth, try to do whatever they want and force themselves upon others.
However, it seems that there is an invisible yet powerful hand behind this exquisite pavilion, which can skillfully resolve such thorny problems every time.
Let those with ill intentions return empty-handed, leaving them only with resentment and bitterness.
Ling Xue and the others had mentioned before that Linglong Pavilion was not Emperor Xuanyuan's property, but rather had a close cooperative relationship with the mysterious force behind it.
Their sole role was to help these people with special needs conceal their identities; they had no other deeper involvement with them.
In the capital, such brothels were as numerous as stars in the sky.
It is impossible to eradicate it with a single government decree, nor are there detailed laws explicitly prohibiting brothels from protecting the identities of their clients.
Therefore, at that time they could only helplessly send people to monitor them, but it was difficult to take any further action.
After all, the other party had not done anything to harm the Tianxuan Kingdom's reputation, and insisted that they did not know the identity of their patron. They had no way to take action and could only sigh helplessly.
As Qin Qianluo gazed at the graceful figure dancing on the painted boat, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: she felt that this woman was not Lingyan, the top courtesan of Linglong Pavilion.
She had the good fortune to meet Lingyan once. Lingyan had once bought fabric from the shop where Murong Yan and others worked. She happened to pass by that day and went into the shop to take a look.
In my memory, Lingyan was taller and slender, while the woman in front of me was more graceful and charming.
Could it be that Linglong Pavilion has quietly changed its top courtesan?
Just then, other ships, like bees and butterflies drawn by the fragrance, flocked to the area from all directions.
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