This was Hu Tianqin's first time visiting a brothel.
He heard that it was a den of iniquity, even more terrifying than a gambling den.
Women are all enchantresses, smelling sweet and with perfectly fair and delicate faces. They are beautiful, but after seeing them a lot, they all seem the same and boring.
Hu Tianqin prepared a bulging purse, changed into a decent set of dark clothes, and followed the crowd into this famous brothel in the capital.
He had just stepped into the brothel.
A carriage that had been decorated in a low-key manner, but which still looked incredibly grand to ordinary people, stopped in front of Qiongyue Pavilion.
The driver got off the front seat and brought over a jade staircase inlaid with gold.
A handsome man with clear features came down from inside, accompanied by a young girl and a beautiful man who bore a slight resemblance to him.
Wan Niang came downstairs, her face turning ashen with anger at Chun.
She simply didn't know what the point of having Chun's head was; she had said all the nice things, but nothing worked.
It's as if they can't live without a man.
She had misjudged Chun before, thinking he was someone who could achieve great things.
Looking back now, Chun is just a pushover, lacking substance and the kind of person people dislike.
Since she won't respond to gentle persuasion, Wan Niang will have to resort to a tougher approach later!
When the Crown Prince arrived, Wan Niang quickly put on a smiling face.
"Sir, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come upstairs!"
The downstairs area is for ordinary people to have fun; the real surprises are upstairs.
The Crown Prince had a friendly face and looked much more approachable than his brother, the Sixth Prince.
With a smile on his face, the Crown Prince walked upstairs with Wan Niang, his hands behind his back, stepping on a brand-new red carpet.
A performance of Dunhuang flying apsaras is being staged on the second floor.
A pale yellow ribbon hangs from the dome, its face veiled by a flowing, evergreen summer veil, with only its eyes visible, as it descends from above, its white toes touching the ground.
Then she took out a pipa from behind her back and, in conjunction with her dance moves, struck the specially laid-out drum with her toes, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily.
The drumbeats and the strings in the shadows blended together in a surprisingly harmonious way.
The Crown Prince was well-informed from a young age, and the dancers in the palace were all top-notch, far more refined than those in brothels.
The Dunhuang flying apsaras are a good idea, but the dancers lack skill and rely entirely on the grand vocal music for support.
Compared to this rather unrefined dance, His Highness the Crown Prince would rather see the person playing the music behind the scenes.
Originally, Chun was supposed to lead the dance for the Dunhuang Flying Apsaras performance. She had been rehearsing for three months, but she messed up at the crucial moment, so Xia, who wasn't very familiar with the role, had to take over.
Wan Niang could tell from the Crown Prince's expression that the meticulously choreographed dance did not meet his approval.
She cursed Chun in her heart for choosing this moment to ruin her grand plan, instead of cutting his wrists at any other time.
"The private room is ready for you. I'll take you there now."
His Highness the Crown Prince tilted his head, looking at the indistinct figures behind the gauze curtain, and said to Wan Niang, "Please invite that musician to come over."
A look of surprise flashed across Wan Niang's face, but she quickly nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
The dance performance was over, and Yi Mu thought his task was complete, so he put Kong Gu into the box and prepared to go home.
Just before he left, Wan Niang approached him and offered her congratulations.
"I told you long ago, you're no ordinary person. Go now, His Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you. Speak properly and be careful with your words and actions. Don't indulge your old temper, or you'll lose your head."
According to the plot, the Crown Prince should have taken a liking to Chun at first sight and then brought her back to his residence.
Although Chun couldn't dance today, Yi Mu clearly remembered that the Crown Prince and he seemed to have no connection.
The plot inexplicably fell apart again.
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