There is only one place, and as the night deepens, the lanterns in front of its door become more and more dazzling.
Cars and horses filled the door, people came and went in an endless stream, and the night breeze carried the sound of men and women's naked teasing, which spread to several streets and alleys.
The woman greeting guests at the door caught a glimpse of a handsome and noble young man walking in the distance, and trotted over from a distance.
With a flattering smile on Fendai's thick face, she stepped forward to talk to him and said, "Sir, how about letting the servants serve you when you are lonely at night? Our girls in Liuxiang Garden are among the best, and I guarantee your satisfaction."
Long Yu Qingxu, who was still dressed in men's clothing, glanced at the woman who kept pressing into his arms, and said with a smile: "Is it better than Fengyue Tower?"
The woman was slightly startled when she heard the obvious coldness in his playful smile.
But the people in Feng Yuechang were top-notch in everything they did. They immediately smiled and said cleverly: "The slave's promise is not as real as the master's personal experience, right!"
"You are very smart!"
Long Yu Qingxu seemed to give a pertinent compliment. He glanced at the lively traffic in front of the door and asked casually: "Are you happy today?"
From one sentence, I could tell that this was a frequent visitor to Feng Yue Chang. The woman was even more attentive and introduced her hard: "Young master, it's just a coincidence that today is the big day for the auction of the first night of Hong Ji, the oiran of Liuxiang Garden. Master, if you are interested, please let me know."
If you take part, you may be able to defeat the heroes and win the beauty back!"
After hearing this, Long Yu Qingxu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing some intriguing interest, and motioned for the woman to lead the way.
Although the woman was quite puzzled by her strange expression, there was no reason to release the fish when she saw it was biting the hook.
He hurriedly and enthusiastically welcomed her into Liuxiang Garden.
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This place is completely different from a high-end brothel like Feng Yue Lou, in terms of decoration, the quality of the singers, and the mix of good and bad customers.
Looking at the colorful and mediocre women in front of me, one really wonders how the so-called oiran can be so outstanding and beautiful.
Long Yu Qingxu found a slightly secluded place in the lobby to sit down.
The sharp apricot eyes seemed to be scanning carelessly, but they searched the entire Liuxiang Garden without stopping.
Although the two familiar figures had not yet been found in this bustling hall, her intuition told her that Feng Yelin was here.