Don't be tempted, sir

Song Xiaoyuan stood under the tung tree in a moon-white robe. Seeing the girl walking towards the sunset with a smile as beautiful as a flower, he asked in a gentle voice, "Do you like it?"

Shen Yining nodded affirmatively, "Yeah, this is the first time I've seen such a view!"

"Shoes and socks are wet"

"Hmm?" Shen Yining realized that her feet were a little cold, and went back to the house to change into a cloud-patterned silk shirt. "Master Song, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

I only heard him speak gently, "Let's eat."

Shen Yining finished eating first, and waited until he finished eating slowly before asking, "Sir Song, this place is so beautiful!"

"Well, there is a hot spring in the backyard, Miss Shen, please feel free to do so."

"Thank you, Master Song!"

After dinner, as the sky gradually darkened, the mountains were filled with fog. On the foggy roadside, with candlelight leading the way, Shen Yining was in a good mood and wanted to go to the private hot spring in the back mountain. Walking on the path, a person with a lantern slowly approached, and when he got closer, he could see clearly that it was Song Xiaoyuan and Awu.

Tonight, Song Xiaoyuan did not wear the usual light-colored robes, but changed into a dark black robe with wide sleeves. He was slender, with a silver hairpin casually inserted in his black hair and scattered behind him. His eyes were strong and cold. He looked elegant and enchanting. Shen Yining was curious, "Sir Song, are you going out so late?"

"Ah."

Lantern-carrying Ah Wu said generously, "Young Master wants to go to the brothel."

Shen Yining leaned over and raised his hand to praise, "It looks good. Lord Song looks a little... a little... "

"Ok?"

Ah Wu answered again, "Romance! Sir, don't wear dark colors because you're afraid of being too romantic!"

Song Xiaoyuan "......"

"Indeed, then Sir Song, take care."

Shen Yining walked by and heard him speak softly, "Would you like to come together? Miss Shen?"

Shen Yining looked back in disbelief, "I, am not suitable..."

"But... I haven't been there yet! Okay!"

Shen Yining changed into a servant's uniform and came out, "Your clothes are too big! The servant's are just right, let's go!"

Song Xiaoyuan raised his eyebrows and stepped out to get on the sedan chair. Shen Yining also got into the carriage. He felt that the person opposite was too evil! He felt a little embarrassed to leave.

"What's wrong? Not used to it?"

"Oh, no, haha. Sir Song is really more suitable for light colors."

"Why?"

"Ah~ This... I'm not used to seeing dark colors."

"Are you not used to it? Or do you find it romantic?"

"I'm definitely not used to it! How can Lord Song be so romantic!"

"Why not? We are going to a brothel now."

"This... there are many kinds of brothels... aren't there also those where people chant poems and compose essays?" Shen Yining didn't dare to look at him at this moment. She put her hands on her legs and sweated nervously. If she had known, she wouldn't have followed him. Curiosity kills the cat...

Song Xiaoyuan looked at her, smiling with interest, as if he was nervous as when they first rode in the carriage together.

The carriage stopped, Ah Wu helped the servant actor get off first, Song Xiaoyuan got off slowly, Shen Yining lowered his head and followed behind. The evildoer in front of him whispered, "Unfortunately, I came to a brothel for pleasure."

The actor who played the servant behind him looked up and saw that [Zui Fu Sheng] was indeed a brothel for pleasure. There was a group of fairy-like girls at the door. When they saw the two of them, they immediately swarmed over and stuck to them. Shen Yining embarrassedly refused, "I'm just a servant, just a servant."

Song Xiaoyuan looked at the girl with deep eyes. The girl was timid and asked, "Sir, have you made an appointment?"

Coldly speaking, "Zuishan Pavilion"

"Sir, please come this way." The charming woman led the way. The two came to the private room and opened the door. An old man stood up and greeted Song Xiaoyuan politely, "Sir! Come on! Sir Song is so handsome."

Song Xiaoyuan was different from before, now he was truly romantic. "Mr. Feng, you're so polite!"

"I am honored! I have the chance to meet the emperor's favorite! I wonder... Hahaha... Come on! Let's drink some wine."

Then many charming and beautiful women came in, playing the piano and dancing. Song Xiaoyuan entangled him from left to right, "Young Master is so beautiful!"

"Drinking Prince!"

Song Xiaoyuan smiled wickedly, took the wine from the woman on the right, drank it all, and put down the glass. "The one who understands me is Feng Zhizhou!"

"Thank you, Lord Song! I am so lucky to have such a close friend like you!"

"Hello! Feng Zhizhou!"

Shen Yining looked at him from the side. At this moment, Song Xiaoyuan's eyes were red after three rounds of wine, and his cheeks were stained with lip balm. His left hand was casually around the woman's slender waist, and his palm was pink.

Feng Ke was drunk and collapsed, but he still did not forget to flatter, "Sir Song! I am so miserable... Sir Song is like a life-saving straw!"

"Oh, just straw?"

"No, no, no, I'm so drunk that I can't help talking. Savior! Lord Song is the savior! As long as Lord Song can help me, I still have..." He whispered in Song Xiaoyuan's ear, "Ten thousand taels of gold! For the savior!"

"Hey~ How come Feng Zhizhou doesn't know what I, Song, like? Money is just a thing outside of one's body!"

"I know, I know! Don't worry! Master Song will be satisfied with my shy and sensible Bao!"

"Friend! Friend! Feng Zhizhou is drinking."

"No, no, no, Lord Song! Feng can't drink much! Lord Song, please go back earlier!" His eyes hinted.

Song Xiaoyuan raised the chin of the woman in his arms with his slender fingertips, and looked at her with deep red eyes, "Beautiful, let's go!" He turned to look at Feng Ke, "Song... congratulates Master Feng in advance!"

Feng Ke stood up and said respectfully, "Thank you very much! Thank you very much! Goodbye, Master Song."

Song Xiaoyuan stood up and smiled wickedly, brushing his sleeves and going out, with a light step as he walked out of Fusheng Building. Shen Yining sat down in the carriage, watching him wipe his face with a handkerchief, his collar slightly opened by the woman in his arms, revealing his red neck that was now drunk.

Song Xiaoyuan closed her eyes and sat upright, holding a handkerchief in her hand. The carriage was now filled with the smell of powder and alcohol, and both of them were silent and no one spoke.

Shen Yining had never understood Song Xiaoyuan, she only thought that he was gentle and kind like jade. Today was the first time she saw him being a philanderer with a righteous appearance. Was this also him?

The handkerchief in his hand was taken away and Song Xiaoyuan opened his eyes.

"You didn't wipe it."

Only her faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. The person in front of him gently wiped his cheek, his eyes followed her figure, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "Thank you!"

Then sit upright with eyes closed.

Shen Yining returned the handkerchief to him and sat down. This was not him, but it was also him! For the first time, she was curious about Song Xiaoyuan. He was cold and hard to approach, he was weak and helpless, he was gentle as jade, he was sanctimonious... He? Not him.

There was silence in the car for a long time, and Ah Wu drove the car and asked, "Sir, are you going back to Ran Anju or Huanyun Pavilion?"

Song Xiaoyuan opens his eyes to "Fantasy Cloud Pavilion"

At this moment, Ran Anju was living in an indoor room. The woman in the room was wearing a thin shirt and the candlelight was dim. "Sir, Lord Feng ordered me to serve you well... Sir..."

The carriage went into the mountains. Without the hustle and bustle of the city, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. I didn't know what was calling "cuckoo...cuckoo" and the sound of crickets.

It was late at night and the wind had stopped.

Shen Yining spoke first, "Is Lord Song drunk?"

"Um…"

"Sir Song is obviously unhappy, why is he still..."

"How do you know I don't like it?" He slowly opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in his drunken red eyes. Shen Yining was speechless because those eyes were too charming at the moment, so Song Xiaoyuan closed his eyes.

"We're here, Master, Miss Shen."

Shen Yining went down first, followed by Song Xiaoyuan, who was no longer drunk as he was when he was drunk. He walked ahead with steady steps, followed the path back to the bedroom door, and said gently, "Miss Shen, go to bed early."

"Sir Song too!"

Song Xiaoyuan returned to the bedroom next door. Shen Yining heard some noise from the other side and seemed to have gone out again.

Once the seeds of curiosity are planted, they will take root and sprout!