"Of course! Butterfly Girl is waiting for handsome and strong gentlemen like you two. May I ask your names?" the madam asked.
Bai Shalu pointed at Qiao Dongzi and said, "His name is Zhao San, and mine is Qian Si."
It's obviously a fake name.
The madam didn't mind and teased, "Young Master Zhao, Young Master Qian, where are you from?"
“North,” Qiao Dongzi replied.
"Oh dear, things are in chaos up north now. Have you two seen anything like that?" the madam asked.
Bai Shalu replied, "I've seen a few, but I heard they were wiped out by the Chongyang Army."
The madam said, "That was just one wave. Then another one started. So many people were turned into something neither human nor ghost. It was terrible."
Qiao Dongzi paused for a moment, then asked, "How did you know?"
"Of course I heard it from others," the madam replied. "What kind of place is this? It's a brothel. People from all over the country come here, and after a few drinks, they start shouting everything out loud."
"Do you remember which place he was talking about?"
"It seems to be Yuzhou."
"Yuzhou?"
"Yes, it's terrible over there. They say there's no one left alive. The whole city of Yuzhou is eerily quiet during the day, and ghosts are everywhere at night."
“…This is quite remarkable,” Bai Shalu said.
"Indeed. Yuzhou is now the territory of the Prince of Chongyang, and we don't know if he will interfere. Alright, we've arrived at Butterfly Girl's room, Butterfly Pavilion. Please come in, gentlemen."
The pearwood door, carved with butterflies playing with orchids, exudes an elegant and refined charm. The interior furnishings are grand yet exquisite, understatedly luxurious; almost every item is priceless. The room is spotless, reflecting the owner's exceptional taste.
This room doesn't look like the room of a prostitute; it looks more like the room of a lady from a respectable family.
"Interesting," Bai Shalu said with amusement. He used to be a regular at brothels, and this kind of room was clearly very appealing to him. If he didn't already have someone he loved, he would definitely stay here and have a deeper discussion about human nature with this butterfly girl.
Qiao Dongzi glanced at him, signaling him to take it easy.
Bai Shalu smiled and was about to say something when he heard the tinkling of jade pendants, followed by a captivating fragrance.
Qiao Dongzi and Bai Shalu both held their breath.
The fragrance carries the scent of Cui Qingxiang.
A stunningly beautiful woman with foxy eyes, rosy cheeks, and cherry lips emerged from the inner room, dressed in a thin, revealing gauze dress. A crimson butterfly was painted on her snow-white, beautiful forehead, seemingly alive, exuding a bewitching allure amidst her beauty.
Qiao Dongzi felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity after just one glance.
Bai Shalu then curled his thin lips, revealing his former unruly and unrestrained nature, and said, "Butterfly Girl, you should be called Fox Girl, you're practically a reincarnation of a fox spirit."
"Young master, I don't like what you're saying~" Butterfly Girl's voice was alluring, enough to bewitch any lecherous man.
Bai Shalu's eyes instantly turned lustful.
Qiao Dongzi has not yet reacted.
The butterfly clapped its hands, and a beautiful melody began to play, coming from the next room.
Butterfly's gaze lingered on Bai Shalu and Qiao Dongzi. Suddenly, she smiled charmingly, and the thin veil on her body fluttered to the ground, revealing her flawless, delicate skin. "Would you two like to come along?"
Three people, that sounds exciting!
Qiao Dongzi's heart stirred involuntarily...
Bai Shalu licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with interest.
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