After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

It turns out that she was timid and narrow-minded.

If Luo Mengfei isn't afraid, why should she be?

Xie Xing smiled and followed Luo Mengfei into the private room prepared by the madam.

However, Xie Xing did not expect that Luo Mengfei came to this brothel not to find a courtesan, but a male prostitute.

After more than a dozen men entered the room, Xie Xing was shocked again.

These male courtesans all looked handsome and refined, but they were dressed rather scantily, and each of them was carrying a zither, flute, or guzheng.

He was also handsome.

Luo Mengfei sat down, and soon a male courtesan skillfully approached her, filled her cup with tea, and said in a gentle and clear voice, "Princess, it has been so long since you last visited. I have missed you dearly."

The male prostitute spoke in a gentle and pleasant voice, unlike the strained, high-pitched voice Xie Xing had imagined. He resembled a man from the Wei and Jin dynasties.

She wore a thin veil, exposing a large expanse of skin on her chest, and with the slightest movement, the two dogwood buds underneath could be seen.

Xie Xing stood there, looking as lost as a new migrant worker on duty.

"This princess has been very busy with her studies lately and hasn't had much free time. So, whenever she has a spare moment, she brings her close friends over."

"Xie Xing, what are you doing standing there? Come here."

Xie Xing: "..."

Do not!

Princess, when you do something like this, could you please not call people by their full names?

"Xie Xing?" Sure enough, the young male prostitute seemed to recognize Xie Xing, looked him up and down, and then asked, "Is he the newly recruited young lady from General Xie's mansion?"

"Oh? You know him?" Luo Mengfei looked curiously at the male prostitute beside her.

The young man smiled slightly: "Everyone knows that the General who protects the country has a real and a fake daughter, and that he dotes on the fake daughter while neglecting the real one."

"So this is the young lady."

Xie Xing: "..."

Her expression froze.

Were people in ancient times also so gossipy?

Even the male prostitutes in the brothel know about something this trivial?

Xie Xing stiffly walked to Luo Mengfei's side, sat down obediently like a good student, and had never sat so upright before.

Seeing her like this, Luo Mengfei shoved the wine glass in her hand into Xie Xing's hand and said, "Don't be so reserved. I've been to a place like this countless times."

"You, come here." Luo Mengfei randomly picked one of the dozen or so male prostitutes standing in front of her, called him over and made him sit next to Xie Xing, saying, "You come and drink with her."

"Those who should play the piano should play the piano, and those who should play music should play music."

As Luo Mengfei spoke, she tilted her head back and took a sip.

Xie Xing looked at Luo Mengfei, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Is this how rich people spend their leisure time?

She was a country bumpkin and didn't understand; she thought she had entered a modern male modeling parlor.

"Miss, here." The male prostitute beside Xie Xing poured her a cup of wine, held it to her lips, and said with a smile, "This wine is a fine brew, would you like to try it?"

Xie Xing waved his hand: "No, no need, I'm not good at drinking."

The young man calmly put down his wine glass and said gently, "Miss, there's no need to be so formal. This is fruit wine; it won't make you drunk."

wine?

Xie Xing glanced at the wine glass. Although she wanted to try it, they were outside, and it was just her and the princess. If someone drugged the wine, she would have nowhere to turn.

Several male prostitutes had already surrounded Luo Mengfei, and they started chatting animatedly.

Xie Xing leaned over and listened for a bit.

Upon hearing this, they realized that Luo Mengfeifei was asking these men for advice on relationship issues.

"Yes, this person is completely indifferent to me, which infuriates me."

"Princess, that's how men are. A woman of your status and position will inevitably be pursued by men who will try to win her heart by playing hard to get."

Luo Mengfei's eyes lit up, "Really?"

The young man spoke eloquently, "Of course, Princess, who were you referring to just now?"

"It is Xie Tongchen, the second young master of the General of the State's Mansion."

The young man's expression changed. "Princess, are you talking about Xie Tongchen?"

Luo Mengfei nodded.

"Is it General Xie, who won two consecutive battles and returned in triumph?"

Luo Mengfei was filled with pride, and she puffed out her chest. "Indeed, he is my future husband, my future consort."

"Oh dear," the young man said with difficulty, "this is a bit difficult. If it were a general, I'm afraid he wouldn't have those little thoughts between men."

"How to say?"

Xie Xing was also stunned by what she heard. She moved closer, almost touching Luo Mengfei.

The male prostitute said, "As everyone knows, those who fight are all rough men and warriors, but it is precisely these warriors who usually have little contact with women, or rather, rarely have contact with women."

"That's why these generals dared not look women in the eye, because they were shy."

As Luo Mengfei listened, she nodded and said, "He doesn't really look at me properly either."

The young man immediately slammed his right fist into his palm, concluding with a resounding "That makes sense! The general must be in love with the princess!"

"Because I like the princess, I am too shy to look at you."

"Princess, don't worry, he loves it very much."

Xie Xing: "..."

She rolled her eyes, speechless.

Listening to your words is like listening to a lecture; it's all nonsense.

……

The same brothel.

Inside another side room.

Jun Lanjin was dressed in a black robe, his long hair tied up high and secured with a black jade hair crown. His bangs fell on both sides of his forehead, making his eyebrows and eyes look even more exquisite and sharp. He rested his elbow on his lap, propped his face up, and played with the black jade thumb ring in his other hand.

His long eyelashes fell, casting a shadow on his eyelids. Perhaps his body was gradually recovering, because his sharp and oppressive aura was gradually returning. Just sitting there without saying a word made people feel uneasy, and they could not ignore the stunning beauty of his overly handsome face.

"So, you've failed to accomplish what I entrusted to you?"

"Your Majesty."

The two middle-aged men sitting opposite Jun Lanjin, dressed in brocade robes but covered in fat, were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground with a thud.

They broke out in a cold sweat and said, "The Southern Kingdom is very strict; our people can't be stationed there."

"Even if a new intelligence building is established, it will still be discovered quickly and smashed."

"Is that so?" Jun Lanjin moved the ring in his hand, his tone unreadable, and said, "A month ago, I gave you a sum of money. A month later, the matter was not accomplished, and the money is gone."

"Have I been too lenient with you lately, so you no longer feel afraid?"

"Your Highness, spare our lives!" The two men's expressions changed drastically.

"Shh." Jun Lanjin raised a finger to his lips, his dark eyes looking at the two indifferently. He said softly, "I don't listen to nonsense. I'll give you one more chance."

Why didn't it work?