Thousand Faces Lock Royal Heart

There are no less than a hundred brothels located in the brightly lit Yuxuan Lane, but Yuxuan Pavilion illuminated by lanterns, the most luxurious singing brothel in the capital, is different, it is elegant in style, and there is no need for seductive prostitutes to attract bees at the door Yindie, the decoration is also fresh and light, the sisters inside are all good at housekeeping skills, and they are good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It is said that they are all the ladies or jade jade from the poor family who are backward in the official family.Therefore, there is a principle here, that is, girls can appear on the stage by themselves, and those who don't want to can act as entertainers but not themselves.

Zhan Linglong is a frequent visitor here, striding into the Yuxuan Pavilion, the old bustard immediately greeted him, the smile on his face was almost enough to squeeze out all the layers of makeup.

"Come on, Mr. Ling is here, old seat, take your seat." The old bustard squeezed beside Zhan Linglong with a smile on his face, and complained all the way, "Mr. You see, our Yujiao's songs are not as good as they used to be, and I'm still waiting for the young master to give me some pointers." He pointed to the woman singing in the middle of the field.

Zhan Linglong sat in the elegant seat on the second floor and looked at the woman in the elegant dress under the flickering lights. She walked lightly and transformed into a fairy in the sky, with ribbons dancing around her body, charming the eyes.The most convincing thing is her skill of dancing colored balls. The small colored balls fall from the sky, roll and rotate on her graceful figure, sometimes throw them in the air, sometimes fall on her arms, and move flexibly, just like her body. Part of it was so amazing that it was unimaginable, and the guests present were dazzled, their eyes stared straight, and the applause came and went.

Zhan Linglong tapped the table with his fingers, beat to the rhythm of the music, and took a sip of the wine brought by the waiter, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Jin'er, take care of me with pen and ink." Yuxuan Pavilion provides customers with the service of ordering songs, as long as it is a song that the guests want, there is nothing they can't do, even operas, and they have never disappointed the guests.

"Yes, the young master must have a song you want to hear." Zhan Jin told Xiao Er to prepare pens and inks, while he stood beside Zhan Linglong and waited on him, helping him fill the empty wine glass with sake, for the sake of He picked up vegetables and fanned him.

Zhan Linglong wrote ink on the paper, handed it to Zhan Jin, and waited quietly. He is a regular customer here, and has always had a good relationship with the famous prostitute Yujiao who sings the song. His songs will always be ranked in the top three, but It seems to be different today.

He didn't know how many glasses of wine he had drunk, but the beauties on the stage still didn't sing the song he ordered, and he became a little irritable when he was drunk.

"Jin'er, are you sure you handed over the song I wrote to Yujiao?"

"Master, I gave it to her with my own hands."

"Then what are you still standing here for? Go downstairs and have a look. What does this Yujiao mean?" The wine glass fell heavily on the table, and the fragrant wine overflowed. He squinted his drunk eyes and looked at the stage in a daze The shadow on the screen.

"Yes, young master." Zhan Jin ran downstairs, and after a while, he ran back to Zhan Linglong's side, panting: "Young master, young master...Miss Yujiao said..." She couldn't breathe anymore.

"Let's talk after you take a breath. After such a short journey, you can breathe like this."

"...Miss Yujiao said that a distinguished guest came today and reserved her place, so she can't sing for anyone else today."

"Anyone else, my lord, am I someone else too?...Hmph! Chartered? To whom?" Zhan Linglong was thoughtful. She treats her differently.

"Who? I don't know, the servant didn't ask." Zhan Jin replied in a daze, the young master didn't ask her to ask this question just now.

"Then what are you still doing here, hurry up and ask." He wants to see who is so sacred, so that Yujiao, who has always been unwilling to only show off her skills for one person, belongs to him.

Out of breath, Zhan Jin ran upstairs again, seeing the young master's anxious expression, but gasping for breath, unable to utter a word.

Zhan Linglong gave her a blank look, no matter how anxious he was, he could only wait for his stupid maid to catch her breath before speaking.

"It's...that...that young master on the opposite side." Zhan Jin took his young master's hand, walked out of the wing, and pointed directly at Humane in the main wing opposite, the old bustard in the upper room was never used by guests.