Two maids came out first. They were still small in stature, so their clothes as pageboys didn't look out of place. They just looked like pageboys with red lips and white teeth and good complexion.
Next is Tong Jiawanying, who is wearing a light blue plain satin robe. Her eyebrows are drawn thick, her Adam's apple is covered by the collar, and her feminine demeanor as she walks still allows people up close to recognize her as a woman.
Looking at Tong Jia Wanying's appearance, He Lu and Cui Hua were also a little worried. Wouldn't such an unrecognizable outfit make them stand out?
However, their doubts were quickly dispelled by her amazement.
Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the boy's delicate, jade-like face. Thick, curled eyelashes framed his clear, amber eyes, creating shimmering, golden light. His long, flowing hair was tied back in a white jade crown, and a long white brocade robe draped his slender frame, swaying gently in the breeze. He exuded an aloofness and detachment from the world. A single red mole between his brows added a touch of divine mystery and allure to his otherwise serene demeanor, inspiring a powerful urge to bring the gods down to earth.
Beauty is universal, especially for the most beautiful women.
He Lu, Cui Hua, and the others blushed unconsciously, their eyes darting away from Qing Yin, yet they were also reluctant to give up their attraction to her beauty, which only made their actions more obvious.
Even Tong Jiawanying, who had always been unfriendly to Qingyin, changed her attitude. Looking at Qingyin, who was like a fairy prince, she felt her face getting hot. Although she liked Si Si, she really couldn't say no to such a top-notch beauty.
Especially when walking down the street and seeing the surprised and envious looks from everyone, Tong Jiawanying felt a strange sense of pride and satisfaction, and she became increasingly intimate with Qingyin.
After walking for a while, Tong Jia Wanying finally arrived at her destination, Qingfeng Tower, the largest brothel in the capital.
Looking at the scantily clad women who were constantly soliciting customers at the entrance, Qingyin was stunned. No matter how elegant the name was, it obviously couldn't change the fact that this was a brothel.
He Lu and Cui Hua stared in astonishment at the brothel before them.
"Alright, little brother, come inside with me."
Seeing Qingyin being dragged inside by the young lady, Helu and Cuihua could only grit their teeth and follow her in.
Inside Qingfeng Tower, the brightly dressed courtesans responsible for attracting customers casually fiddled with their handkerchiefs, occasionally letting them flutter and bring a fragrant breeze.
The moment Qingyin walked in, one by one, people who noticed her froze in place until Tong Jiawanying's voice broke the silence, and the scene returned to an even noisier atmosphere than before.
"Little brother, today is the day of the courtesan selection, there will be something good to see later." Tong Jia Wanying said in a rough voice, fiddling with the folding fan in her hand.
Coming to their senses, the brightly dressed courtesans, like butterflies, pushed past Tong Jiawanying and surrounded Qingyin.
A woman in a red gauze dress, blushing, boldly and tenderly said, "Young master, we don't only have courtesans to look at. What do you think of me?"
These words immediately provoked the anger of the women and men around them. "Shameless! Let go of such a handsome young man and let me have him!"
The woman in the red dress, oblivious to the envious stares, fixed her alluring fox-like eyes on the aloof and refined young man before her. Despite being in a brothel, she felt he was different. She thought the madam was right—there were no good men in brothels. This young man was definitely a good one! The woman in the red dress was filled with shyness, completely losing her usual confident and charming demeanor.
"Young master, please choose me! I dance beautifully!"
"Bullshit! You can't even bend your waist properly, what's so great about that!"
"Ahhh, the young master plays the zither the best!"
"Young master, don't listen to these women. They just want to spend your money. I'm different. I just want to be your brother."
"Young master, I'm rich, I'll show you around!"
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The unusually noisy commotion made two richly dressed men who were discussing matters in a private room upstairs frown. The younger, baby-faced man's disgust was written all over his face. "Ninth Brother, why did you have to come to this brothel to talk? It's so noisy!"
The handsome man in the black robe opposite him, Yinzhen, frowned. "Although this brothel is crowded and noisy, it is not easy to notice anything. Fourteenth Brother, please bear with it for now."
Although the two were disturbed by the noise, they were indeed intrigued by its source. Sosin put down his work and went to the window to see what was going on.
The impatient Fourteenth Prince, Yinzhen, walked faster, opening the window in front of him. The room they were in was the one with the best view in Qingfeng Tower. Standing by the window, they could see the entire scenery below. Qingyin in the crowd seemed to be shining brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"Holy crap! Whose young master is this? He's so...so handsome!"
Yinzhen looked at the face that seemed to glow with a soft white light in the crowded building, and he didn't know how to describe it. He had seen all kinds of beauties, and the Ninth Prince sitting in front of him was the most handsome among the princes, but compared to that young master, he was like heaven and earth. Looking at that overly handsome face, Yinzhen wished he could attach his eyes to him.
Hearing Yinzhen's exclamation, Yintang quickened his pace. Soon he spotted the person who had caused his fourteenth brother to gasp. He was stunned. The person looked to be a teenager, still quite young, with eyebrows like ink paintings, a face like the Mid-Autumn Moon, and a complexion like the flowers of spring dawn. His every move already showed a hint of elegance. A red mole between his eyebrows resembled a cold moon hanging on a lonely, high mountain. The moment 'he' moved, a bead of sweat appeared on that red mole, and suddenly, like the melting of an iceberg, it revealed an inexplicable desire.
Just before the man seemed about to look over, he almost awkwardly averted his gaze.
What's going on? How could he have fallen for two people in a row, and both of them were men! Could it be that he is actually someone who is easily swayed by beauty? For a moment, Yinzhen was filled with deep self-doubt.
In contrast to the depressed Yinzhen, Yinzhen's mind was much clearer. He hadn't married a wife yet, and Consort De was worried that the maids would harm his health, so she hadn't found him a maid yet. Yinzhen was rather naive when it came to matters of the heart. Gazing at the ethereal young master, he had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to be with 'him'.
Although Qingyin had noticed the gazes from upstairs, she didn't care. With the help of Helu and several other courtesans, she managed to escape the enthusiastic crowd and arrive at a quieter room.
Because of Qingyin's good looks, the madam selfishly arranged for her to stay in the best room besides the top-floor room, which was right opposite Yinzhen's room.
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