The first time he went to a brothel, he got drunk and had a one-night affair with a girl. When he woke up the next day, there was no sign of the girl, only the ugly turtle on his face... Every time he thought about this, Rong Xuan was confused.
He felt extremely depressed, so in his heart, he deliberately chose to forget it.
Now, Feng Jin happened to bring it up again. It was really a matter of which pot he did not open.
"What? But did you get it right?" The more embarrassed Rong Xuan was, the louder Feng Jin laughed.
Rong Xuan has always behaved himself, never getting involved in romantic places, and as for Feng Jin, he has always been used to living among flowers. There are traces of Feng Jin everywhere in every famous brothel. This is what Rong Xuan doesn't understand the most.
It is said that a man as talented and handsome as Feng Jin does not need to enter and leave such places at all, and he has a lot of beauties favoring him. However, this man's behavior is always different from ordinary people.
However, when Feng Jin mentioned it, a message suddenly flashed in Rong Xuan's mind, but it immediately disappeared. It seemed that some scenes he had forgotten appeared, but they were not very clear.
"Would you consider coming back..." Rong Xuan changed the topic.
Rong Xuan was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred for Feng Jin who could come and go freely and live without any restrictions. He always wanted to convince Feng Jin to let him have a taste of the life he was living now, but the conversation had just begun.
, was decisively interrupted.
"If you hadn't been around in front of the emperor back then, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to be as free and easy as I am now. That's why I'm willing to come to your house to train you two little devils, as for becoming an official." Feng Jin was very happy.
He glanced at Rong Xuan meaningfully, and the smile on his face was also very strange, "No need to talk about it!"
Rong Xuan had long expected that Feng Jin would not give up his principles so easily, so he naturally didn't hold out much hope. Now that he got this answer, he didn't feel too surprised.
"The girl in your house is called Miss Ruyue, that's right!" Feng Jin is Feng Jin. In three words, he can't live without women.
The expression on Rong Xuan's face suddenly became stiff. This was the second time today that Feng Jin mentioned the name Ru Yue. He had not been in the house for just a few days. Could it be that something happened between these two that he didn't know about?
Thinking of this, Rong Xuan's face became more and more gloomy.
Although it was difficult to see clearly due to the night light, Feng Jin could still feel the changes in Rong Xuan's heart.
Feng Jin stopped talking, took out the flute from his waist, and started playing to the moon.
In the Xiyuan, Liang Jun'er had just put her little baby to bed when she heard a very elegant flute sound outside, which seemed to come from the direction of the backyard of the palace.
After living in Prince Xuan's Mansion for more than half a year, Liang Jun'er naturally knew that Rong Xuan was not so elegant on weekdays, and had never seen him wearing a flute or anything. I heard that Feng Jin stayed in the Prince's Mansion today. Could it be?
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Liang Jun'er secretly thought to herself, but because it was already dark and the backyard was Rong Xuan's territory, it was better for her to cause less trouble. So she closed the door and lay on the bed, but the sound of the flute sounded like a long
It was as if it was clawing its legs, burrowing into the pit of her heart. She tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before she gradually fell asleep.
In ancient times, people walked on the snow to look for plum blossoms. In the dream, Liang Juner followed the sound of the flute... In a place where camellias were in full bloom, there was a man with a back that looked like Rong Xuan far away. The sound of the flute came from