Luoyang, the sunset is gradually sinking under the background of the glow, the red sun, Luoyang City is covered with a layer of orange-red light. The entire Luoyang City, under this light, seems to be more prosperous, and the people are noisy, and only the capital of the past can have such a scene.

There is no curfew at night in Luoyang City, even today when the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out. There are heavy guards in Bishui Pass, even if the Yellow Turban Army really fights, but it can't pass Bishui Pass no matter what, but this is the confidence of the people and officials in Luoyang City. With the recent good news, no one will worry about the Yellow Turban Army, and it is only a matter of time before this rebellion is extinguished.

Outside the Yicui Pavilion, the red lantern has been hung, but now the light of the lantern is obscured by the setting sun. Even the door was empty, but as long as someone passed by the door of Yicui Pavilion, they would cast a gaze of gaze and envy, of course, this was only for men.

Every man wants to enter the Pavilion once, and it is a great pleasure to watch the singing and dancing in it, and it would be even better if he could sleep comfortably for the night. It's just that this only exists in the imagination, Yicui Pavilion is a place where you can only enter if you are rich or expensive, and you usually come and go are celebrities, and it is not easy to want to be here for a while.

Yicui Pavilion is a green building, but the green building is not equal to a brothel, and some people often confuse the two. The two look the same, but they are completely different in nature, and the brothel is one in which you can do whatever you want as long as you have money. Qinglou is different, in Qinglou, everything needs to be voluntary, here, heavy art, not heavy prostitutes. If you want a spring breeze, you can only buy it with money, but only those women who are above average can be willing to accompany you for that night. And the famous prostitute, it is not something that money and power can shake, in the current order of Luoyang and the imperial court has not collapsed, no one can force the famous prostitute in Yicui Pavilion to do anything.

Because everyone knows who is standing behind Yicui Pavilion, the clan relatives of the Han family, and the prince of one side. Even the emperor can sell his official position and sell his lordship, so a prince will not be criticized for becoming the backer behind the Qinglou, because Yicui Pavilion is really an elegant place, and even many great Confucians often come to listen to the sound of the piano and see a dance.

In a room in the Yicui attic, Ye Qingleng sat on a cloud bench, holding his chin with his hand, leaning against the window and looking at the scenery outside the street. Outside the window, there is a small garden full of greenery, in which there are not only all kinds of small trees that are still growing, but also all kinds of flowers, but now in late autumn, when winter is approaching, you can only see green leaves, and there are no red flowers. But there are also late-blooming autumn chrysanthemums, and the golden fallen flowers everywhere pave the ground into a brilliant patch.

It was the back garden of Yicui Pavilion, and after the arrival of the indecent Hui, Yicui Pavilion bought a piece of land behind the building, and after a thorough transformation, it became a garden with seasonal flowers. This made many women in Yicui Pavilion usually have a good place to go, no, Ye Qingleng also saw someone he knew walking in the small garden.

She doesn't look particularly gorgeous, and she doesn't have a look that captivates the city and the country, and she is still a long way away from a famous prostitute like Ying'er. But she belongs to the very attractive kind, the more she looks, the more she can show her beauty, eyes, nose, mouth, etc., as long as you look at it for a long time, it will give people a very amazing feeling.

She stood in the crowd, the first thing others saw was the beauty of Lai Ying'er, and the second sight would definitely be Ye Qingleng. Because of her temperament, the cold and deserted atmosphere is like a snow lotus on a high mountain, and a lotus flower in the mud, there is a kind of amazement that cannot be concealed. In one sentence, it is very appropriate to describe it, there is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent, this is a kind of earthly temperament, which makes her whole person completely different after the brilliance comes out.

Inside the room, the incense burner was waving upwards, and a small piece of incense wood that didn't know what kind of tree it was burning in, and there was a faint fragrance in the whole room. Ye Qingleng looked at the sky, stood up, and walked towards the desk on the side.

There was a piano on the desk, which was also her job in the Emerald Court, that is, a musician. And it is a musician who specializes in serving first-class people such as Ying'er, and only this kind of person can match her piano skills. The two complement each other, and the dance, singing, and piano sound are all just right, and no one will make one side lose color, and they are skillfully blended together. Some great Confucian celebrities were amazed, and they lingered in the beautiful dance and the lingering sound of the piano.

In addition to the guqin, Ye Qingleng is also proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, pipa, guzheng, flute, she knows everything, and she is proficient in everything. So after coming to the game of Three Kingdoms, she became a musician.

Ye Qingleng enjoys this kind of life very much, it is plain and bland, and every day is not a little different except for the accompaniment of playing the piano at night. This is also the reason why she came to the game to relax, at least not like the hustle and bustle in the modern city, which allows her to calm down and feel that kind of peace.

Picking up the guqin, Ye Qingleng pushed open the door and walked out of the room. It's time for another day's work, and her time is very accurate, so she walks slowly over like this, and then communicates with everyone on stage in the evening, the time is just right.

"Brother Hui'er, are you going out?" A woman smiled, and the towel in her hand stroked in front of the young and handsome boy, and the fragrance suddenly rose.

"Yes, yes." Nasty Megumi nodded, sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, and the fragrance entered his nose. Sniffing the fragrance of beauty, this kind of thing is not a little psychological burden to do, and there will be no superfluous thoughts, he just tastes the fragrance, so there will be no obscenity.

"Well, yes, Yun Ji, you should be using orchid mixed with laurel incense powder today, right?" Indecent Megumi asked.

As the only man who can walk freely in the backyard of the Emerald Pavilion, he knows everything about women that all men don't know, and he is able to appreciate all kinds of beauty with pure purpose. Yes, without any kind of appreciation, the nasty Megumi knows that there must be people who will say that he is not a man, but since he is a man, then he must have self-control.

Men, first people, then men, together are the word man. If a man can't control his desires and behavior, maybe he is a man, but he is just a male animal. Only animals can't control their desire to mate and follow their instincts, don't they?

He is a human being, not a beast.

(End of chapter)

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