Yue Yunlan is the top star of Ruanhong Pavilion. There are countless guests who come to see her, and those who covet her boudoir for a night can queue from the capital to Suzhou and Hangzhou.
For such a money tree, the husbandman had already made plans and targeted the powerful and wealthy officials. He planned to hang out Yue Yunlan's first night on his eighteenth birthday to increase his worth and at the same time make Ruanhong Pavilion famous among the brothels.
But Yue Yunlan is a very thoughtful person and doesn't want to follow the path planned by the husband. He wants to choose a wife with a good personality, a simple family background, no elders to suppress her, no younger siblings to support, a little money but not much money.
One day, I went to burn incense at the Marriage Temple, and by chance, the red silk I threw out to make a wish hit a lady who looked like a scholar, was elegant, and was dressed in clothes that were not revealing and not shabby.
Yue Yunlan's eyes lit up at that time, and she pushed the waiter to bribe the fortune teller in the temple to find out the origin of the scholar.
Unexpectedly, Yue Yunlan's luck was so good, and he really suited Yue Yunlan's wishes in every way.
It's just that besides going to the academy, it's a bit difficult for scholars to create chance encounters at home.
Yue Yunlan racked her brains and knocked on the scholar's door in the middle of the night.
"I, I accidentally hit you that day, and I'm here to apologize."
Yue Yunlan raised her eyes shyly and faced Yan Qingling with the side that the guests liked to see the most.
Yan Qingling had a book in her hand, the tips of her ears turned red for a moment, her face seemed to be steaming, and she took two steps back.
"No, no rudeness."
There was a look of surprise in Yue Yunlan's eyes. She had been in a brothel for a long time and had never seen a woman as shy and shy as the lady in front of her. Her heart moved slightly and she laughed softly.
"Nvjun, let's get to know each other. In fact, Yun Lan has something to ask for."
Yan Qingling lowered her eyes and stared at the book in her hand, her eyelashes trembling, "What's the matter?"
"Nvjun, can you marry me?"
Yue Yunlan stepped over the threshold and covered Nujun's scroll with her hand.
Yan Qingling let go of her hand in fright, and the book fell to the ground. The pages were blown by the wind, her lips were pursed tightly, and her unbalanced heartbeat made her turn her face away involuntarily.
Yue Yunlan blocked the door of the Yan Mansion. Seeing the scholar's increasingly interesting reaction, she became even more determined to rely on the dull and honest man in front of her who would blush when she saw him.
"Nvjun, Yunlan's body is clean."
Yue Yunlan held the scholar's hand and shook it slowly.
Yan Qingling's whole face was steaming with heat, and she had no choice but to look at the small mouth that was talking. Her fingertips curled up slightly between the soft catkins.
Yue Yunlan's eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled, "Want to take a look?"
"Look, look at... What?"
Yan Qingling was stunned for a moment.
"Yunlan... The gonggongsha on your waist," she exhaled a sweet breath from her red lips, and her laughter sounded like bells.
Yan Qingling's eyes were stunned, her whole body turned red for a moment, and she pulled her hand away.
"You, you..."
Yan Qingling controlled her emotions, kept a straight face, and took three steps back.
Even so, the smile that caught his eye was not reduced by half, and he went straight to untie the belt around his waist.
Under the night, the moonlight was soft, and the door of the house shook with a creaking sound from the wind.
Yan Qingling slammed the door shut by mistake. When she reacted, she realized what she had done.
Yue Yunlan's arrival caught her off guard, causing her to toss and turn for several days.
Even though she sent away the person that night, Yue Yunlan's figure was all in her dream, as if she was possessed by a demon, her eyes followed her, and finally fell on the white and tender fingers of her unbuttoned belt.
The restless heart, the restless longing that grows stronger every day, all tell the crux of the difficulty in sleeping peacefully at night.
Yan Qingling had been avoiding Yue Yunlan for days. After coming out of the academy, she got into the carriage and returned home without even going to the bookstore.
But things developed in an unexpected direction.
Yue Yunlan didn't come again, it was like a joke. Yan Qingling should have been relieved, but she felt irritable for no reason.
She held the book in her hand, veins looming on her finger bones.
After provoking her, do you only have this little patience?
In the Ruanhong Pavilion, Yue Yunlan held her chin, gnawing on a crisp pear, and listened to the boy's report on the scholar's movements in the past few days, with a smile that was brighter than the stars in her eyes.
To deal with idiots, you really need to take strong medicine.
Yue Yunlan hummed softly, thinking that everything was a sure thing, but suddenly, one accident after another happened, and the biggest accident turned out to be the idiot in his eyes.
If the abacus is overturned, everything can only be done again.
But, who told him, how could such a good idiot become so difficult to resist once his identity changed!
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Good natured? From a simple family background? No elders to suppress you, no younger brothers and sisters to support? A little money but no wife in the city? ?
Yan Qingling rubbed her eyebrows, looked at the beauty who wished she could retreat, and smiled.
"Still want to marry someone else?"
Intention: In a difficult situation, opportunities are right in front of you, so of course you must seize them
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