The night deepened, and the ink-like darkness thickened. The bustling noise gradually dwindled into tranquility.
Yet, in the flowering streets and willow lanes of Hengzhou City, it was a time of liveliness. Lanterns clad in traditional beauty hung high, each unique in shape.
At Qin Chu Pavilion, the prostitutes lightly dressed in sheer garments, their makeup enchantingly applied.
Nanxiang, with her soft charm, sat there, her gaze never veering from Cui Yun by her side. Her delicate white hand occasionally reached out to pour another cup of wine. Bringing it close and tenderly to Cui Yun's lips.
"Young man."
Her voice was like a hook, irresistibly itchy to the ear of Prefecture Experience Luo Chengdong.
Luo Chengdong, embracing the prostitute beside him, said: "This beauty's favor is hard to dismiss. The money you've spent tonight could buy another house in Hengzhou."
He looked towards the stunning Nanxiang, unable to shift his gaze away.
