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After drinking too much wine last night, when An Qingfeng woke up, it was as if countless flies had been stuffed into An Qingfeng's ear canals. Not only were the ear canals buzzing, but even his head was messed up.He rested his elbows on his bent knees, supported his forehead, pressed his thumb and ring finger to his temples, closed his eyes, and waited for the discomfort to pass.

He squinted to the side to confirm that Wei Lan, who slept with him last night, was not by his side.

An Qingfeng frowned.

—— Lan'er knows that I don't like waking up with no one around.

Just as he was about to get out of bed to look for someone, he saw Wei Lan, who had already dressed up, walking towards him carrying soup, followed by a servant carrying toiletries.

"Where have you been?" An Qingfeng asked.

Wei Lan smiled lightly: "Lan'er saw that it was getting late, and guessed that the prince should wake up, so he went to the dining room to prepare hangover soup."

Wei Lan signaled the servant to bring the washing utensils first, and while An Qingfeng was washing his face, he put the plate on the table, and when An Qingfeng finished rinsing, he brought the soup bowl with his jade fingers that looked like green onions Get up, come over, and say: "Knowing that the prince doesn't like scalding, Lan'er has fanned the hot soup to cool down."

An Qingfeng took the bowl and said to him: "There are so many servants, why do you have to do it yourself?"

Wei Lan was aggrieved: "Isn't this to let the prince have a taste of Lan'er's craftsmanship..."

Seeing this, An Qingfeng sighed, but couldn't let go of the pampering eyes.He took the soup bowl from Wei Lan, drank it all in one gulp, and took the handkerchief Wei Lan handed over. After wiping his mouth, he handed the handkerchief to the servant, then took Wei Lan's waist and buried his face He went in and sniffed the incense on Wei Lan's clothes.

"My lord..." Wei Lan scoffed.

An Qingfeng tightened his arms, and Wei Lan smiled softly.Wei Lan stroked the back of An Qingfeng's head along his long hair, and after a while, said softly, "Let Lan'er comb your hair."

An Qingfeng looked up: "Okay."

He let go of Wei Lan, picked up the thin Wei Lan, carried him to the front of the mirror, put Wei Lan down, sat on the wooden chair in front of the mirror, and let Wei Lan make a fuss over his head.

Wei Lan picked up the ivory comb, combed the black hair in his hand gently, and asked, "Where is the prince going today?"

"Where do you want to go?" An Qingfeng met Wei Lan's smiling eyes through the mirror.

Wei Lan lowered his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth with a bit of shyness: "Will the lord take Lan'er out?"

"Where does Lan'er go on weekdays?"

"Hmm..." Wei Lan was contemplative, "Lan'er likes to go to the music workshop——does the prince want to come together today?" Wei Lan's face was full of anticipation.

"it is good."

An Qingfeng nodded in response, and then received Wei Lan's hug and kiss.

"My lord really loves Lan'er the most!"

Just talking and laughing, playing and making noise, it took nearly half an hour just to comb the hair.After her hair was tied and her crown was put on, Wei Lan clapped her hands together when she thought of An Qingfeng who hadn't eaten yet, and blamed herself, "It's all because Lan'er is clumsy and delayed my lord's breakfast."

An Qingfeng stood up, wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

Fang wanted to do something, but a servant came outside the door and told His Majesty that he would have an audience with him. An Qingfeng had no choice but to let go of Wei Lan, regretfully saying, "Lan'er can only go by herself."

"But my lord hasn't had breakfast yet..."

An Qingfeng pinched his face and said again: "This king is not hungry."

Wei Lan followed An Qingfeng and sent him outside the palace, and waited for An Qingfeng to get into the carriage, and when the carriage was far away, he turned around and walked in.With every step, the heat in his eyes disappeared, and finally even the corners of his mouth were flattened.

Ling'er, who appeared near Wei Lan at some time, sneered, and said, "I don't know how the prince should feel when he sees your expression."

Wei Lan didn't even bother to look at him halfway, and just said: "You can tell him."

"I won't do this kind of thing that harms others and does not benefit myself." Ling'er walked beside him, making her steps gradually synchronize with Wei Lan, "I'm just curious, what do you think of the prince?"

"If you hate him, show off like that in front of him..." Ling'er opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, coordinating with the hand with five fingers spread out, making a gesture of spitting, "won't you spit it out?"

Wei Lan said lightly: "Spit it out, then swallow it."

Ling'er's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she couldn't help clapping her hands, and exclaimed: "Wonderful, it's so wonderful, no wonder you can't bear to let the prince dote on you for five years—by the way, how old are you? Why do you look younger than me? This newcomer is still young? Could it be that the prince..."

Wei Lan stopped, turned to face him, and asked, "Do you like the prince?"

Ling'er was taken aback.

Wei Lan said again: "He doesn't like children - I'm already twenty-four. If you want to get his likes, I will teach you."

"Why..."

Wei Lan raised his left hand, wiped off the smear on Ling'er's mouth with his thumb, and said, "Actually, he doesn't like this."

"then you……"

"It's just that I like it." He leaned close to Ling'er, leaning against his ear, and whispered, "This way, it's like wearing a mask."

He kissed Ling'er's face, leaving a mark on his lips.

"Lan'er like this can do anything."

This kind of him is not Wei Lan, but Lan Er.

……

Chang’an Street——the main road of Luoyang City, there is a restaurant on the street. The restaurant is built according to the terrain. When you step into the lower main entrance, you will walk into an open space. There are pavilions on both sides of the open space, surrounded by trees. peach.Go straight ahead, walk up the stone steps, and come to a platform. There is one-third of the open space on the platform, and a large oval carpet is laid on the open space. The remaining two-thirds are occupied by the main building of the restaurant. The building occupies a large area and has two floors, the first floor is for reception and the second floor is for guests.

This restaurant was once prosperous, but its business has been sluggish in recent years, and the owner tried his best to change the decline. Therefore, when Hua Qianshu proposed to change hands, even though he was reluctant to let go of the restaurant that he had painstakingly managed for ten years, he still accepted.

Hua Qianshu took over the restaurant under the pseudonym "Yinhuo" and named it "Huamanlou".

Huamanlou is actually a brothel, the only brothel in the entire Chang'an Avenue.But contrary to its high-profile location, Huamanlou has never been publicized since its opening. Let alone people who have never stepped into it, even if they go in, they will think it is just a big dance to attract customers.

However, Huamanlou is actually doing flesh and blood trading, but Hua Qianshu doesn't put a price on the girls, but let the girls choose their benefactors independently, whether to trade, how much the transaction price, depends on the girls' wishes.This degree of freedom, as well as the super-highly priced drinks, and the fact that there are so few customers in the building make Yu Hao wonder whether Hua Qianshu runs Huamanlou for the sake of making money, or simply wants a place where he can let himself be chic.

But Hua Qianshu's close maids, Xifeng and Xie, told him that even if the young master had many women under his command, the young master would not have sex with any of them.

Yu Hao thinks that Hua Qianshu is a difficult person to understand.

Ever since Huamanlou came into existence, Hua Qianshu asked Yu Hao to move out of Huafu and let him take the post of accountant.Yu Hao didn't know whether Hua Qianshu trusted him or found a reason to drive him out of the Huafu, but he was very satisfied with his current situation.This leisurely job not only gave him income, but also gave him time to settle himself, not to mention that he was embarrassed to eat and drink for free in Huafu for a long time.

As an accountant, Yu Hao thought that he should find a way to solve the problem of making ends meet, so he used this time to meet Hua Qianshu face to face, and proposed to Hua Qianshu: "Second son, can you buy some cheap tea and lower the price of wine and vegetables? To attract more customers?"

Hua Qianshu fanned the folding fan in his hand, and said, "Do you know why the business of this restaurant is getting worse and worse?"

Yu Hao shook his head.

He really didn't understand—but he noticed that Hua Qianshu had changed back to the original folding fan.

"Because the former landlord ran the business of rich and powerful merchants, and was greedy for the money in the pockets of ordinary people. There are many common people, but they have a lot of common clothes, and even if they want to drink, there are cheaper and more worthwhile places for them to go. , Most of them come here just to experience the life of the rich. And what about the rich? Will they be willing to lower their value and enter and exit the same place as the commoners, and do things on an equal footing? So the rich no longer come, and the attraction of this place to the commoners suddenly Reduced, the situation has been created, and it will be useless even if it is repaired after that.”

"Since this is the case, how can you get rid of the influence of the past when you buy this building but don't publicize the change of owner?"

Hua Qianshu closed the fan and tucked it into his sleeve, leaving only one sentence: "No hurry, no hurry." Then she got up, opened the door, and went downstairs.At this time, there was only one guest downstairs, an extremely handsome man, who looked very young, not as good as a weak crown.

This young man has been here many times, Hua Qianshu is very impressed with him, because he is a frequent visitor, he always comes back in the morning, and every time he must order a girl to receive him.Judging from the girls he always ordered, he probably didn't like any girl in particular - the brothel was a place to seek pleasure, but this young man always had no smile on his face.When they first met, Hua Qianshu thought that Huamanlou was not to his liking, but in fact he came quite frequently.

Another time, there were too many guests in the building, and the young man left after sitting for a long time.

Hua Qianshu thought, he came to seek peace, right?And such a quiet brothel is the only one in Huamanlou with few guests.

Maybe it was because he was bored, or maybe he was not in a good mood today. Knowing that the other party came to ask for peace, Hua Qianshu still sat on his table, only a corner away from him, so abrupt, and there was no need. means to ask for permission.

Hua Qianshu poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Wei Lan.

Wei Lan drank the weak tea and asked, "What's the matter?"

Hua Qianshu smiled lightly: "My lord has something on his mind." After the words fell, he served Wei Lanman tea again, and raised his hand to signal for the waiter to hand over a new teacup.

"If you're here to hear a story, then I don't have a story."

Hua Qianshu took the teacup brought by the waiter, poured tea for herself, raised the cup, and asked, "Do you see such a troublesome person?"

"Not like it?"

Hua Qianshu didn't deny it, just said: "Is there any dish you want to try, my lord?"

Hua Qianshu noticed that when Wei Lan came here, he often just ordered a pot of tea.

Wei Lan stared at him without saying a word.

"Otherwise, it's up to me to make up my own mind."

"Whatever."