When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Jiang Song quickly stepped forward, took the token from his hand, and searched his body, finding some gold ingots and an invitation letter.

A smile appeared on her lips, she carefully put away the invitation, and then moved the man to a more secluded corner to avoid being discovered.

With the token and invitation letter, Jiang Song swaggered towards Zuimeng Pavilion.

The guard at the door saw the token and checked the invitation letter, then immediately put on a respectful look and let her in.

Inside the Zuimeng Pavilion, the lights are bright, the aroma is fragrant, and the music is melodious.

People of all kinds were walking around, some chatting and laughing, some drinking together, creating a prosperous scene.

Jiang Song collected his thoughts and observed his surroundings calmly.

She discovered that although the place seemed chaotic, in fact, there were secret guards everywhere and the defenses were tight.

Following the instructions on the invitation letter, she followed a eunuch to an upper room called "Qimengxuan".

"Sir, please take a rest first. Madam Li will come to introduce today's beauty to you later." The eunuch said respectfully and then retreated.

Jiang Song looked around. The room was decorated extremely luxuriously, with silk spread out, beaded curtains hanging lightly, and the air was filled with a faint scent of incense.

She was secretly alert in her heart, thinking that this must be an extraordinary place and she had to be careful.

Soon, a middle-aged woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a charming face walked into the room. She was Mother Li from Zuimeng Pavilion.

Mother Li looked Jiang Song up and down with her eyes, a meaningful smile curling up her lips. "Young Master, you look unfamiliar. I wonder which family you are from?"

Jiang Song feigned composure, gently waving his folding fan, "My name is Luo Fenghe. I've traveled here and heard of the Zuimeng Pavilion, so I came to see it for myself."

Mother Li smiled and said, "So it's Mr. Luo. My apologies. Mr. Luo must be well aware of the rules here. Since you're here for pleasure, then..."

Jiang Song responded calmly, took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the table. "I understand the rules, and I hope Mother Li will take good care of me."

Mother Li personally poured a cup of fragrant tea for Jiang Song, "Mr. Luo, you are too polite. What we have in Zuimeng Pavilion the most is fun."

As he spoke, a maid pushed the door open and came in, holding several paintings of beauties in her hands, which she gently unfolded in front of Jiang Song.

"Mr. Luo, these are all stunning beauties from our Zuimeng Pavilion. Do you like any of them?" Mother Li introduced them, her eyes full of shrewdness.

Jiang Song pretended to be picky, examining the women in the scroll one by one, and finally chose a woman with bright appearance and outstanding temperament. "Let's take this one, she looks quite charming."

Mother Li smiled even brighter. "Mr. Luo has good taste. This girl is our most popular girl in Zuimeng Pavilion. Her name is Qiluo. However, if you want to see Miss Qiluo, you'll have to spend more money."

Jiang Song understood what was going on, and he took out a few gold bars from his sleeve and placed them on the table. "I understand the rules, and I hope Madam Li will give me some leniency."

Mother Li nodded with satisfaction, put away the gold, turned around and gave a few instructions to the maid, who then hurried away.

Soon, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside the door, and a woman wearing a gorgeous long dress, pearls and jade on her head, and with a beautiful face slowly walked into the room. It was the Qiluo in the scroll.

Qiluo bowed slightly, her voice as sweet as an oriole singing out of a valley, "Qiluo greets Master Luo."

Jiang Song pretended to be elegant and stood up to return the greeting. "Miss Qiluo's name is well-known to everyone. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Seeing this, Mother Li smiled and said, "Since Master Luo and Miss Qiluo get along well, then you two can have a good chat. I won't disturb you."

After saying that, Mother Li and her maid left the room, leaving Jiang Song and Qiluo alone.

Unlike the girls in other brothels, she doesn't start flirting or trying to please right away.

Qi Luo appeared quite reserved. She walked slowly to the window with delicate steps and said, "Mr. Luo, I heard you are a distinguished guest from afar. I wonder if you are interested in the customs and culture of the imperial capital?"

Jiang Song pretended to be relaxed and said, "Of course I'm interested, especially those unknown secrets. I'm fascinated by them."

Qi Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and she chuckled softly, "Sir, your words are truly shocking. In this Zuimeng Pavilion, secrets are the most expensive commodity."

"Oh? Then, young lady, could you tell me the stories between the noble families in the imperial capital?"

"Since you are interested, Qiluo will talk a little bit about it."

"The aristocratic families of the imperial capital may appear to be prosperous on the surface, but in reality, there are undercurrents. The major families are constantly fighting for power and profit, openly and covertly, and this struggle never stops."

"Take the recently popular Shen and Xie families for example. In the past, the Shen family was powerful, almost on par with the Xie family. However, overnight, the Shen family collapsed. Although there are many speculations about the reasons, few people know the truth."

Qiluo paused here deliberately, as if observing Jiang Song's reaction.

Jiang Song feigned surprise, "The Shen family is destroyed? Is there some unknown secret behind this?"

Qi Luo covered her lips and chuckled softly, "The affairs of the Shen family involve many things, and it is impossible to describe them all in one sentence. However, if you are interested, you may be able to find some clues in this Zuimeng Pavilion."

Jiang Song's heart moved, and he felt that Qiluo seemed to have a hidden meaning in her words, "What do you mean by this, young lady?"

Qiluo's laughter was crisp and teasing. "If you are truly seeking knowledge, Qiluo will not let you down. However, the secrets of this Drunken Dream Pavilion are not something you can casually inquire about."

Jiang Song pretended to be confused. "Then how do you think I can learn these secrets?"

Qi Luo approached slowly, her eyes twinkling. "Sir, if you wish to discover secrets, you must pay a price. In this Zuimeng Pavilion, every piece of information has its value."

Jiang Song looked directly at Qiluo, "How much is the Shen family's secret worth?"

Since Qiluo had laid the deal out in the open, Jiang Song no longer beat around the bush. She simply took out a box of gold ingots from her storage bag and placed it on the table.

"Can this gold be exchanged for one or two of the Shen family's secrets?"

Qi Luo placed her bare hands on Jiang Song's shoulders, and slowly slid them down her clothes, saying in an ambiguous tone, "Mr. Luo is truly generous, but a few ingots of gold won't reveal the Shen family's secrets."

Jiang Song's heart trembled, but he didn't show it. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed Qiluo's wrist. "Then, young lady, how do you think I can get what I want?"

"Since you've come here to seek pleasure, why not enjoy the pleasures of the Drunken Dream Pavilion with Qiluo first? Perhaps in this joyful experience, the answers you seek will naturally emerge."

Qi Luo smiled sweetly, hooked the jade belt around Jiang Song's waist, and her tone was full of seduction.

Jiang Song chuckled softly, and gently stroked Qiluo's cheek with his fingers. "I appreciate Miss Qiluo's kindness. But..."

She looked at Qiluo's face and felt that she was gradually becoming dazed, as if she had fallen into some kind of illusion. Alarm bells rang in her heart and she quickly circulated her spiritual power to calm her mind.

Qi Luo giggled and pulled Jiang Song to the bed. "Sir, don't waste your energy. My He Huan Sect's illusion is not something you can easily break."

Jiang Song was shocked. Hehuan Sect? No wonder Qiluo's illusion technique was so advanced. It turned out she was a disciple of Hehuan Sect.