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How long does it take for a person to become unlike himself?

Wei Wuluan touched the lips that Su Qinchao had just kissed.

I asked myself, feeling the strange throbbing sensation that suddenly rose in my chest.

Although it only stayed for a moment, the refreshing smell seemed to still linger on his nose.

He never thought that one day he would suddenly fall in love with someone, and that person is a man.

A man who needs to be submissive.

Did he really want to get stuck in this trap? Like his master, he would only drink from one of the three thousand rivers?

Or should you pull out the seedlings when they just begin to sprout and go back to being your bohemian self?

Wei Wuluan tossed and turned all night, but still couldn't figure it out.

It was not until the next afternoon that he saw the old housekeeper and his servants arrange the flowers bought from the flower market one by one according to his requirements.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he took his horse and went straight to the brothel in the city.

In the past, he didn't like to sleep with prostitutes in these places, but in the past few days since he came to Chang'an, his mind has been on that person.

There was no time to hook up with a decent woman, so he could only temporarily choose a brothel that looked particularly high-end and elegant to solve his doubts.

He didn't plan to do anything real, he just wanted to try his old carefree life again.

Compare and see if you can let your heart come to the final answer.

"Sir, are you here alone?" As soon as Wei Wu Luan entered the room, he dressed up with his own appearance, attracting a group of plump and thin but still delicate girls to look at him.

One of them, who was dressed particularly casually, reached out to pull him.

However, Wei Wuluan subconsciously avoided it, making the girl feel very embarrassed.

However, those who work in this line of work, especially those in their building, are different from ordinary brothels and are mostly elegant prostitutes and courtesans.

The sisters in the building are not much worse than ordinary students in poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting.

Some of them are even very famous in a certain field, attracting many people to follow them.

Therefore, those who were received were either highly talented scholars or sons of powerful families.

Those people have all kinds of temperaments, although this young man looks unfamiliar and seems to be here for the first time.

However, it did not stop the girl from adjusting her smile and politely asking Wei Wuluan what kind he liked.

"Choose two delicate ones who can play the pipa." Wei Wuluan threw out a silver note and prepared to walk in.

"Master, this is not the rule of our building." The girl quickly walked around to the front and stopped Wei Wuluan again.

"What's that?" Wei Wuluan suppressed the impatience that was rising in his heart for no reason, and took out his folding fan and opened it as usual.

"Of course the girls have to be willing. Look, the girls who can play musical instruments are looking at you!" The girl guided Wei Wuluan to the right.

It was not until then that Wei Wuluan realized that this place was indeed different from an ordinary brothel.

Except for the stage in the front of the hall, there are neither private seats nor partitions around it.

Instead, there are four smaller, semi-enclosed hollow pavilions surrounding it.

The words "Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting" were written on it, and the girl was referring to the Qin Pavilion.

At this time, the double layer of gauze used to cover the front of the piano pavilion was being pulled up by two maids who responded to the sound, revealing a dozen girls with different colors holding various musical instruments.

"What if you don't want to compete?" Wei Wuluan roughly understood the rules of this building. It's not like he hasn't heard of them before. He used to think they were quite interesting.

But in the current situation, he really has no mood to play this.

"Maybe the girls don't necessarily need you to compete. Go and have a look." The girl blinked and invited again and again with a meaningful look.

To be honest, apart from Prince Chunyu who came last time, she had never seen a man as handsome as the one in front of her.

Although the sisters in the building appear to love elegance, they are all interested in seeing a good-looking young man.

Just like the gauze, usually it has to wait until the gentlemen come up to it before it is pulled up, but today, it hasn't been moved yet.

"It's too troublesome. What about you? Do you also need a competition?" Wei Wuluan thought about it and was really not in the mood to try, so he asked the people around him.

Although he subconsciously avoided her at first, but now he saw that she was very beautiful.

Although she is not delicate and reserved, she is lively and lovely, which is the type of girl he liked.

"Of course I don't need it." The girl was stunned for a moment, then her brows lit up with joy.

She had taken a liking to the man in front of her, so she winked at her mother and came over to talk to him. There was no need for a competition.

...

"What does Young Master Wei want to hear?" Hong Yuan asked the person in front of her while holding the pipa. They had just introduced themselves to each other on the way here.

"Just sing a random song." Wei Wuluan bent his legs, leaned on the table beside him, picked up a glass of wine and smelled it.

"Then how about Fanhua Ling?" Hong Yuan played a few notes at random.

"All is fine." Wei Wuluan drank it all in one gulp without caring.

"Then I will begin." Hong Yuan heard the words and began to sing:

“…How can I ask the flower buds about the dream of spring sunshine and the night rain…”

This is a relatively popular spring poem. It is not clear who wrote it, but it is famous for the soft whispers like those between lovers.

This is one of the songs that brothel girls are best at singing, and Hong Yuan sang it in a melodious and beautiful way.

Hearing this, Wei Wuluan, who was drinking slowly, seemed to remember the kiss last night.

He poured one cup after another. Before long, before Hong Yuan finished singing a song, he was almost drunk and passed out on the table.

"Master Wei?" Hong Yuan half-hugged the pipa and leaned over with concern.

But the next moment, he was embraced by someone...

...

Wei Wuluan woke up in the middle of the morning on the second day.

At that time, he was holding Hongyuan tightly in his arms. Her clothes were disheveled, her breasts were half exposed, and she was sweating profusely.

He was so shocked that he immediately pushed the person away and stood up, but he didn't expect that he was also naked and even had scarlet marks on his body left by doing that kind of thing.

"What's wrong with Master Wei?" Hong Yuan opened her eyes in a daze after being pushed.

"Last night I..." Wei Wuluan wiped the mark on his body, but unexpectedly, not only did it not go away, but it became deeper and deeper.

It was really bad. Wei Wuluan stopped and looked at his sticky fingertips.

He originally came here to get help yesterday, but he did something like this, which made him feel like he had betrayed someone.

"Young Master Wei was in great form last night and did it to me several times..." Hong Yuan thought he wanted to ask this, so she blushed and told him what happened last night.

It's rare to meet such a customer, who is handsome, young, and has such outstanding abilities... She really felt like she had found a treasure.