After Hongshi returned from the Empress's residence, Ulanara Shuzhen thought he would recover, but instead of picking himself up, Hongshi became increasingly depressed and despondent. He didn't even visit his newborn son once, spending his days hiding in his study, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Ulanara Shuzhen couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she took the little prince to see Hongshi several times, hoping to win him over with the little prince, but Hongshi turned her away each time.
Ulanara Shuzhen couldn't stand such treatment, so she sent people to Hongshi's study every day, which angered Hongshi so much that he didn't come home for several nights in a row.
Ulanara Shuzhen was so angry that she cried and made a scene in the mansion, and sent people to search for Hongshi all over the capital.
Drunken Flower Pavilion.
The most famous brothel in the capital, behind its antique carved and latticed windows, pink gauze sways in the wind, releasing a rich fragrance. Behind the gauze, one can vaguely see several alluring figures, some plump and some slender, each with a different posture and charm, dancing like colorful butterflies. Upon closer inspection, each has willow-leaf eyebrows and alluring eyes, her eyes hiding spring, her figure exquisite, and her smile captivating.
The second floor of Zuihualou is reserved for the private rooms of wealthy and powerful guests in the capital. Normally, these rooms are impossible to book even with money. Recently, however, a mysterious guest booked them for a whole month. Every girl who was chosen by him left with a full load of gifts. Rumor has it that this guest is very generous and extravagant. The girls of Zuihualou are vying to go in and serve him.
"Let me tell you, as long as you keep me happy, I can give you whatever you want..." The speaker was none other than Hongshi, who was drunk and swaying.
It turns out that after Hongshi left home, he lived in Zuihualou, spending his days drinking and money like water.
At this moment, he held a wine pot in one hand and wrapped his arm around the girl's slender waist with the other, and said loudly and boldly, which made the girl laugh and snuggle into Hongshi's arms, constantly urging Hongshi to drink.
After a brief, passionate encounter, the young woman, blushing, leaned against Hongshi's chest, half-draped in her clothes, playing with the jade pendant at his waist. She asked curiously, "Master, isn't it alright for you to stay at our Drunken Flower Pavilion like this instead of going home? Won't your wife be angry?"
Hongshi, disheveled and with his chest exposed, half-opened his eyes as if still savoring the passionate night they had just spent together, immediately changed his expression upon hearing the word "Madam," letting out a sorrowful, bitter laugh: "Angry? The person who was angry for me is no longer here..."
The young woman was startled. She tilted her head back and touched Hongshi's chin, then asked softly, "Master, it seems you are heartbroken. Your wife must be very happy to have you so much to think about. But you are so young, why did your wife leave you first?"
“It’s all my fault for being useless. Even though I knew her death was definitely not an accident, I still didn’t investigate. I’m so sorry to her…” Hongshi was filled with remorse: “She just gave birth to my child, and I wasn’t there for her in her final moments…”
Having grown accustomed to the lewd and despicable faces of her guests, the young woman was deeply moved to see such a man filled with such affection and self-reproach. She turned around, smiling, and pulled Hongshi into her arms. A wave of emotion washed over him, leaving Hongshi in a daze.
"My lord, now that we're at the Drunken Flower Pavilion, we should forget these painful memories. Heartbreak should be healed with love. Let me soothe your wounds..." The girl, in a sweet voice, displayed her charm, seducing Hongshi with all her might. A light veil fell, and the two intertwined once more, moans and laughter rising and falling...
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