With beautiful scenery, delicious food, and enchanting music, everyone was in high spirits. Qingluo focused on serving Hongxiang, watching the three young masters drinking in the room. They were right beside her, yet so distant. Perhaps this was the difference in status, like an insurmountable chasm between them.
She was merely a geisha, and compared to the prince who was second only to the emperor, she was like mud in the clouds. If it weren't for Hongzhou needing someone to entertain him, she probably wouldn't even have seen them. What right did she have to like them?
Seeing Yu Ning and Hong Ang's intimate relationship, Qing Luo couldn't help but worry about her. Even if she had climbed up to Hong Ang now, it was only a temporary novelty. Once the passion faded, Hong Ang would immediately forget about her. If she was lucky, she might be taken back as a concubine. If she was unlucky, she would probably be separated from him the next moment.
Qingluo filled her wine cup, raised it to Hongxiang, and said softly, "Young Prince, when I was serving you a bath just now, I was too rash and accidentally injured you. I hope you will forgive my disrespect. Please forgive me, Your Highness, for I am so magnanimous. Please don't hold it against me. Just think of me as being bewitched. I am willing to punish myself with a cup of wine to apologize. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
Looking at Qingluo's beautiful face and listening to her gentle voice, Hongxiang's pent-up resentment vanished. Faced with such beauty, the once cold and aloof woman had instantly transformed into a tender and attentive lady; even his earlier anger was now impossible to muster.
Besides, he was a prince of noble status; was he really going to get angry and argue with a mere prostitute? If word got out, where would he put his face?
Thinking of this, Hongxiang said, "Fine, you didn't do it on purpose. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't hold it against you." After saying that, he picked up his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. Qingluo also drank a cup of wine in response, and a tear slid down her cheek.
At this moment, Yu Ning's playing reached its climax, the music soaring and captivating.
Attracted by the music, Qingluo stood up and began to dance gracefully to the rhythm.
Tonight, let this be a dance I perform for you, so that my most beautiful image may remain in your heart, even for a moment, and I will be content.
With these thoughts in mind, Qingluo began to dance, her movements carrying a resolute air and exceptionally melodious grace.
Hongxiang was stunned. At the same time, Hongzhou was also captivated by Qingluo's dance, watching the woman dancing in the arena with rapt attention.
Just like her stage name, Qingluo was graceful and elegant, her long sleeves flowing as she danced. Her movements, complementing Yu Ning's pipa music, were a feast for the eyes and the palate.
Hongzhou couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, a slight stirring in his heart. If it weren't for his close relationship with Wukuzha, he might have truly been moved by her. Thinking of this, Hongzhou quickly lowered his head, picked up the wine cup in front of him, shook his head, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
Hongxiang was completely captivated by Qingluo, secretly thinking that he must pull this woman into his arms tonight.
What a beautiful day! A lovely lady plays the jade flute in the gentle breeze. After a hearty meal, Hong Ang took Yu Ning to his room, while Qing Luo stayed with Hong Ang for the night.
The next morning, before Hongzhou had even gotten out of bed, a servant came to report that Miss Qingluo wanted to see him.
Hongzhou hesitated for a moment, then put on his clothes and met Qingluo in the living room. Qingluo told Hongzhou that she had finally managed to get the information the Prince wanted from Hongxiang last night.
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