Chapter 285 You are so bold! You are so bold!
The sun was blazing outside, and the heat was rolling. Lan Xiyue lazily held her chin in her hand and sighed boredly, "This damn weather is so hot that it makes me panic. There's not even a place to relax. I'm so bored."
Qian Duoduo's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer mysteriously: "Yueyue, I have a great place, do you want to go?"
Lan Xiyue became interested: "Oh? What good place?"
Qian Duoduo pulled her up and said in a low voice, "Just follow me and you'll know!"
Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows: "So mysterious..."
The two of them boarded the carriage and drove through the streets and alleys, finally stopping in front of a pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings. Qian Duoduo pulled out a light silk scarf from her bosom and covered her face with it, revealing only a pair of lively eyes.
Lan Xiyue was stunned: "Duoduo, what are you doing? Are you stealing?"
Qian Duoduo tugged at her sleeve and pointed excitedly: "Yueyue, it's here!"
Lan Xiyue looked up and saw a gold-plated plaque hanging on the vermilion lacquer door, with two elegant large characters written on it: "Chu Hall"
"What is this place used for?" she asked doubtfully.
Qian Duoduo chuckled, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a low voice, "Yueyue, I heard that a 'roguish young man' has recently come to the Chu Pavilion. He's so handsome! Even the princess comes here every day just to see him!"
She paused, then added mysteriously, "But, this prostitute is very arrogant. He only sells his art, not his body!"
Lan Xiyue suddenly chuckled: "I finally understand where this place is."
"You're quite courageous!" Lan Xiyue flicked her finger on her forehead, "Come and find the young waiter!"
Qian Duoduo hurriedly grabbed Lan Xiyue's sleeve and said, "But Young Master Fengchen is really different! I heard that he is not only handsome, but also a great zither player. Even the musicians in the palace come to learn from him."
"Miss Qian!" Lan Xiyue interrupted her with a long smile, "Could it be that you are tempted by love and are using me as a scapegoat?"
Qian Duoduo was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He hurriedly covered her mouth and said, "Nonsense!"
Qian Duoduo stamped her feet and said, "I'm just curious about what that playboy looks like!"
The three maids were shaking like leaves in the wind.
Xiaohong's face turned pale. She pulled Qian Duoduo's sleeve and said, "Miss, you can't go in. If the master finds out, he will beat me to death."
Chuchun also clutched Lan Xiyue's sleeve and was about to cry: "Miss, this is a filthy place, it's not the place for you to come..."
"Be good, now that I'm here, I'm curious and want to go in and take a look. You can either wait in the carriage," Lan Xiyue said, smoothing the wrinkles on her sleeves slowly, "or I can give you a calming acupuncture needle."
Qian Duoduo took the opportunity to shake off the crying Xiaohong and pulled Lan Xiyue inside.
Moon-white gauze curtains hung in the spacious hall, and curls of green smoke rose from the gilded incense burner.
"Dear guest, welcome!"
A greeting with a charming ending came from the second floor.
The man in blue shirt leaned against the railing and walked down slowly. The jade belt around his waist was adorned with silver bells, which rang with every step.
The corners of his eyes were painted with light gold, and he held a peacock feather fan and covered his lips with his hands, chuckling softly: "Uh, this gentleman and this lady came to Chu Pavilion together. Do they want to listen to music, or..." The last syllable turned into an ambiguous whisper, and the wide sleeves embroidered with gold thread brushed across Lan Xiyue's shoulders.
This man is the manager of Chu House. He has seen the world. They have both male and female guests in Chu House, but this man and woman seem to have a good relationship. This is the first time they have seen them together in Chu House. It is really strange. I don’t know what the relationship between these two people is?
Lan Xiyue held the banknote between her two fingers and shook it, her eyes slightly raised: "Call your Young Master Fengchen."
The smile on the man's face became even brighter, and he took the silver note from Lan Xiyue's hand.
"Dear guests, please go upstairs!" With a long and winding ending, he twisted his slender waist to lead them up the stairs.
At the door, the man said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, my two distinguished guests. I will go and call Fengchen."
Entering the private room, there was a scarlet gauze curtain inside, and an agarwood screen embroidered with embracing mandarin ducks.
Qian Duoduo's legs went weak and he almost fell down.
"Yueyue..." She grabbed Lan Xiyue's sleeve, her voice trembling, "I'm afraid my father will break my legs if he finds out..."
Lan Xiyue shook off her hand and leaned lazily on the couch: "What a shame! Who came here out of curiosity to take a look? Are you scared now?"
At this time, a servant came in with wine and snacks, placed them on the table, and then left.
After a while, Fengchen walked in wearing moon-white clothes with wide sleeves. The young man looked like a banished immortal. His eyebrows and eyes were like distant mountains covered with ink, but the corners of his eyes were stained with a light red, as if he had not wiped off the rouge from last night.
When his eyes swept across the jade crown that bound Lan Xiyue's hair, he paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "Fengchen greets the two guests."
"Wow! This is Mr. Fengchen, he's so handsome."
Lan Xiyue glanced at Qian Duoduo, "Hey! Sister, so you like this?" Looking at her frail appearance, her only appearance was okay, far inferior to Mo Liyuan.
Qian Duoduo came back to his senses and shook his head, "Yueyue, don't get me wrong, I just admire you."
"I wonder what kind of music the two guests would like to hear?"
Lan Xiyue said indifferently: "Whatever!"
Upon hearing this, Fengchen walked to the music stand, sat down, stroked the piano, and began to play.
Qian Duoduo touched his chest, "Yueyue... why is this tune so heartbreaking... it's so sad to hear!"
Just then, the door was kicked open with a "bang!"
"Who is so bold as to covet my mistress?"
The man in charge cried out, "Ouch!" "Princess, Fengchen is from our Chu House, so of course he has to receive customers. Besides, our Fengchen only sells his art, he, he, he doesn't sell his body."
Princess Wenshu turned around and glared at the man in charge, "Asshole! I will redeem Fengchen today and let him return to the Princess Palace with me!"
Fengchen's face turned pale. He stood up and bowed, "Thank you for your love, Princess. Fengchen doesn't want to go to the Princess's Mansion."
Princess Wenshu narrowed her eyes, "You... reject me again? You are willing to be so lowly as to..."
When Princess Wenshu saw Lan Xiyue, her eyes lit up, "What a handsome young man! Steward, when did such a handsome young man come to your Chu Pavilion?"
"Ah? No, Princess, he is not from our Chu Pavilion. He is also a guest here."
Princess Wenshu instantly forgot about the world and fixed her eyes on Lan Xiyue, who was dressed as a man. "Young Master, you look so handsome. How about you come back to the Princess Palace with me?"
Lan Xiyue smiled and said, "The eldest princess, right? Don't you usually look in the bronze mirror?"
Wen Shu was stunned by the question, "Young Master, what do you mean?"
Lan Xiyue shook her head and sighed, "Look at you, your face is full of wrinkles. You're already old, but why do you still like pretty boys? Your husband and the pretty boys beside you can't satisfy you, so why do you come to a place like this to look for men?"
The male favorite behind Princess Wenshu suddenly shouted shrilly, "How insolent! How bold!"
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