Female Master: Why doesn’t my wife love me yet?

Chapter 287 Qingluan

Drunk in the Red Mansion.

Lingyu curiously lay on the railing on the top floor, looking at the scene below.

He didn't need to do anything by coming here, and everyone in Tianji Pavilion had their own responsibilities, so Lingyu's help was not needed for the time being.

I saw that the first floor of Zuihonglou was a huge round platform, on which sat a man with his face covered by a red veil and holding a pipa.

The area was crowded with women, and some were sitting on the second and third floors watching.

A melodious yet somewhat charming music sounded. It was the man holding the pipa sitting in the middle of the stage playing it.

The man covered half of his face, but from his exposed eyes, he looked very charming.

This is the top performer of Zuihonglou, Qingluan.

The madam knew that everyone came for her, and as she looked at the crowded building, her eyes were narrowed into slits with a smile.

"Everyone, we, Qingluan, sell our art but not our bodies. Today is to celebrate the tenth anniversary of Zuihonglou, so we specially invited Qingluan to perform for you."

The music suddenly stopped, Qingluan stood up and greeted everyone with a smile.

A pair of purple eyes are full of mystery and charm. When the veil is taken off, it is a face that can charm everyone.

Her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her red lips are as bright as blood.

Afterwards, Qingluan put on the veil again, but just this one glance was enough to make countless women crazy about him.

The madam signaled for everyone to be quiet, and after the noise died down, Qingluan continued his performance.

Someone in the crowd was swearing, but Qingluan pretended not to hear, but his trembling fingertips still revealed his emotions.

For a moment, he actually played a wrong note.

But when he looked up, he found that no one cared.

Qingluan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After playing the song, the crowd burst into warm applause. Someone asked the madam how much it would cost to buy Qingluan for one night.

The madam shook her head and said, "I can give you a price for any girl you like in our building, but not for our top Qingluan girl."

The man was suddenly disappointed.

After the performance, Qingluan stood up and was about to leave the stage.

"Hey, why did he leave after playing just one song?"

"Exactly. I heard that this top card is rarely seen normally. I finally saw it today, but I can only see it for a short while."

Everyone was reluctant to see Qingluan leave.

But this was also deliberately designed by the madam. After all, just like eating, if you are not full, you will always think about it.

He let everyone meet Qingluan. After seeing his face and listening to his performance, everyone became more interested in Qingluan.

After Qingluan stepped down, another man took his place and performed.

But everyone has already seen Qingluan, so seeing others seems boring.

After Qingluan left, she returned to her room. Thinking of those people's disgusting looks, she couldn't help feeling nauseous.

He was sold here by his family, who were in urgent need of money so they sold him to Zuihonglou.

Counting the time, he has been here for almost a year.

It takes a year to become the top star here, and you also have to learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and the skills of serving women.

Although the madam said that he only sold his art and not his body, he also knew that the madam did this only to raise his value. If someone could offer a high price one day, he would still be sent to that person's bed.

Qingluan closed her eyes in despair and counted the money she had saved.

This money was far from enough for him to redeem himself, Qingluan sighed again.

He heard that Zuihonglou had a new owner and those people would go to the top floor, but he didn't know what they were doing specifically.

After Gu Qingyuan rushed back from outside, the first thing he did was to go to Zuihonglou to visit Lingyu.

When she was let in, she saw a lot of people inside and it looked much more lively than usual.

After asking, I found out that today was actually the tenth anniversary celebration of Zuihonglou.

She saw a large stage in the middle of the first floor with several men dancing on it. After watching for a while, Gu Qingyuan went upstairs.

Yet, in the brief moment she stood there, someone was watching her.

Qingluan only saw a woman in crimson clothes in the crowd. Unlike the others who looked at the people on the stage, her eyes were different. It was as if she was appreciating a work of art, with no other impurities in them.

He noticed her in the crowd at once, but she disappeared in a moment.

Qingluan was a little disappointed and even wondered why she couldn't perform later so that she could see her.

When this thought came to him, he was shocked.

Because of his appearance, he was called a vixen countless times.

Even his father would make him wear his old clothes at home and make him look ugly on purpose so that he would appear in front of his mother as little as possible.

When he went out with his elder sister to collect firewood, he would be harassed by women much older than him.

The husbands of those women would come and scold him, saying that he deliberately seduced their wives.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Qingluan's mouth.

After Gu Qingyuan went up, he saw Ling Yu and saw him watching the performance below.

But when she appeared, Lingyu immediately pounced on her happily.

"My benefactor, you finally came to see me!"

Gu Qingyuan smiled and said, "Are you used to living here? I've already helped you get your household registration certificate. That person was about your age, but he drowned during the flood. You'll use his identity from now on."

"Okay." Ling Yu responded.

As long as he can stay with his benefactor, he will do whatever his benefactor asks him to do.

Qingluan came out of the house again.

He dressed himself up specially, trying to see if he could see that person again.

As he was going downstairs, he heard noises coming from other rooms and couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

He was not unfamiliar with this voice, on the contrary, it was very familiar to him.

Every woman who comes to Zuihonglou is there to have fun. In their eyes, men are just playthings.

He stood on the second floor, leaning against the railing, and saw that the area below was full of people.

He turned a deaf ear to the sounds coming from the room. After all, he had been here for a year and was used to it.

The madam would even ask him to go to the door of the room on purpose, telling him to learn well.

He now felt that he only looked bright and beautiful on the surface, but in reality, he was full of those dirty things that the brothel owner had taught him.

Closing his eyes, he could even recall the vivid Spring Palace he had witnessed.

Of course, the excuse is to let him study hard.

Gu Qingyuan came down from upstairs. She had rushed back all the way from southern Xinjiang and hadn't even had time to eat.

But at this moment, a purple figure suddenly appeared and she bumped into it directly.

"Ah, sorry."

Gu Qingyuan spoke apologetically.

The situation was so sudden that she herself hadn't reacted yet.

"Hey, it hurts..."

A voice that sounded so charming that it made people feel their bones soften came.