Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"What? You don't seem too willing?"

Duan Zhengchun scrutinized the pensive pimp and asked with a cold smile.

The pimp quickly waved his hand and said, "Young master, you misunderstand. It's just that seeing our courtesan is not so easy."

Duan Zhengchun said, "Then I'd like to hear how difficult it is."

The pimp laughed and said, "Since you just said that this is a den of extravagance, then naturally we have to spend some money. If you want to see the courtesan, you have to go up to the third floor, but if you want to go up to the third floor, one gold coin is not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun reached into his robes again, pulled out two more gold ingots, and threw them directly at the pimp.

After receiving the gold ingot, the pimp immediately beamed with joy, bowed respectfully, and stepped aside, saying, "Please, young master!"

Duan Zhengchun curled his lips, got up, and led Lin Zhiyuan straight out of the private room and headed for the stairs.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the three gold ingots in the pimp's hand, feeling both curious and distressed. He didn't know where his senior brother's gold ingots came from, as the sect leader hadn't given him so much travel money when he left the Quanzhen Sect.

A guest who would spend three gold coins in one go is rare even in the extravagant Qimeng Pavilion, so Duan Zhengchun has become the most distinguished guest tonight.

Led by the pimp, Duan Zhengchun successfully ascended to the third floor and entered an incredibly luxurious private room. One after another, female slaves carried in various delicacies and fine wines, filling the entire table.

On the third floor, even the female slaves serving tea and wine were more outstanding than the dancing girls on the second floor, which shows that the third floor was different from the others.

"Please have a seat, young master. I will go and invite the courtesan right away."

The pimp respectfully said something and slowly left the private room.

He used the word "please," unlike the direct orders given to the dancers on the second floor, which shows the status of the courtesan in the Dream Pavilion.

Lin Zhiyuan stood awkwardly behind Duan Zhengchun, looking just like a naive young servant who was out with his young master for the first time, full of curiosity about everything he saw.

"Look at you, so useless. How am I supposed to take you out in the future?"

Duan Zhengchun turned his head and glanced at it, then said jokingly.

Lin Zhiyuan gave an awkward laugh and said, "I wouldn't come to a place like this where you get three gold coins for doing nothing. Even selling myself wouldn't be enough..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Zhiyuan's eyes widened in surprise as he stared blankly at the door of the private room, swallowing hard.

"This humble servant greets you, young master."

As a captivating voice rang out, a woman carrying a pipa, dressed in purple, and with a face as beautiful as a fairy, slowly approached Duan Zhengchun and bowed.

Duan Zhengchun looked up and was also amazed by the woman's appearance, and couldn't help but take a few glances at her.

He had seen countless women in the world, but those who could be considered exceptional could be counted on one hand, and the woman before him was one of them.

"Young master, are you satisfied?"

The pimp looked at Duan Zhengchun and Lin Zhiyuan, who were staring at each other with infatuated expressions, and asked a question in a low voice, with a smug smile on his lips.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"No, no words of praise in the world can adequately describe the beauty of this young lady! These three gold coins of mine are well worth the money!"

Duan Zhengchun clapped his hands lightly, praising him sincerely.

"I'm glad you're satisfied, sir. Please feel free to do as you please. I won't bother you any longer. Just let me know if you need anything. I'll be right outside the door."

The pimp bowed, said something, and then left the private room, closing the door behind him.

"Would you like me to play a tune for you first, my lord?"

The woman looked at Duan Zhengchun with a charming smile and spoke softly.

Duan Zhengchun waved his hand, rested his arms on the table, stared at the woman's eyes with interest, and said softly, "What's your name, young lady?"

The woman said softly, "My name is Gulimina."

Duan Zhengchun said, "Gulimina, you sound beautiful and look lovely. There's no need for you to play the instrument. Do you know any dancing skills, young lady?"

Gulimina nodded slightly, then put the pipa aside, clapped her hands lightly, and then the sound of music came from outside the door.

Gulimina swayed her body slightly and immediately began to dance gracefully, her beautiful figure becoming increasingly alluring.

Duan Zhengchun watched the graceful dance of Gulimina with a contented expression, and suddenly thought of Dilinazha in Fanyin Town, and also of that thrilling lovemaking.

Although he came here to do serious business, he couldn't let the money go to waste. He had to do something with it. If it weren't for Lin Zhiyuan being here, he would have definitely tried to taste what this courtesan, who was worth three gold coins, was like.

After the dance ended, Duan Zhengchun beckoned to Gulimina and called her to his side. He pointed to his lap and said softly, "Sit."

Gulimina smiled and nodded, then slowly sat in Duan Zhengchun's lap. A rich, sweet fragrance, carrying her gentleness and charm, wafted over, like the sweet temptation of a ripe peach under the blazing sun, seeping into one's heart and making one's heart itch.

"The young lady smells so good. Is it because of the rouge, or is it her natural fragrance?"

Duan Zhengchun squinted and leaned close to Gulimina's shoulder to smell her, unable to resist praising her.

"Why don't you take a closer sniff, young master?"

Gulimina chuckled softly and moved a little closer to Duan Zhengchun, looking at him with dreamy eyes.

"How can you smell it through clothes?"

Duan Zhengchun asked with a smile.

"Young master, how wicked you are! Are you going to take off my clothes like this?"

There are other people here.

Gulimina turned her head and glanced at Lin Zhiyuan, whose face was already red and whose fists were clenched, and complained.

"I didn't expect you to be so shy. Fine, since you don't want to be disturbed, I'll grant your wish, but you have to let me smell you to my heart's content in a while."

"You go out first."

A lewd smile crept across Duan Zhengchun's lips as he touched Gulimina's cheek and turned to give Lin Zhiyuan a command.

"Yes..."

Lin Zhiyuan cupped his hands in agreement and walked towards the door with a reluctant expression, turning back every few steps.

With Lin Zhiyuan gone, only Duan Zhengchun and Gulimina remained in the private room. Immediately afterward, Duan Zhengchun reached out and grabbed Gulimina's collar, making a move to tear it off forcefully.

"Hmm~ Young master, why the rush? Have a drink first. The wine from Qimeng Pavilion is a fifty-year-old vintage, renowned far and wide. It wouldn't be right to start with such a lively discussion, would it?"

But Gulimina pushed Duan Zhengchun's hand away, poured a glass of wine, and smiled as she held it to Duan Zhengchun's lips.

"How can I drink if my hands are too full? Please feed me, but you can't use your hands."

Duan Zhengchun looked at Gulimina with a hint of helplessness and spoke slowly.

Gulimina glanced at Duan Zhengchun with feigned shyness, tilted her head back and put the wine in her mouth. Then, she supported herself on Duan Zhengchun's shoulders and knelt on his lap, looking down at him with her cherry-like lips slightly parted.

The crystal-clear wine flowed slowly, mixed with strands of saliva, and dripped into Duan Zhengchun's mouth. It was like a secret-recipe sweet wine, making people yearn for it, as if it were the most tempting nectar in the world.

Duan Zhengchun slowly swallowed the wine that had dripped into his mouth, revealing a look of intoxication.

"Are you satisfied, sir?"

Gulimina gazed at Duan Zhengchun intently, asked softly, and pressed her soft body tightly against him, feeling as if she had melted.

Duan Zhengchun chuckled, ripped off Gulimina's clothes, and then held her horizontally in his arms, looking at her exposed shoulders.

But soon, his brows furrowed, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Does the young master truly have a particular fondness for women's delicate shoulders? Or is the young master looking for something?"

Lying in Duan Zhengchun's arms, Gulimina looked at him with a light laugh and asked slowly. Her voice had changed without her realizing it, no longer as alluring as before, but instead revealing a hint of indifference.

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and a brightly dressed woman walked in slowly, her face devoid of any smile, coldly looking at Duan Zhengchun.

At the same time, Gulimina, who was lying in Duan Zhengchun's arms, quickly got off Duan Zhengchun and walked to the side of the new woman. She bowed respectfully and said, "Sect Master."

Duan Zhengchun shook his head with a wry smile, looked up at the woman, and examined her with interest. He said, "So it's the Pavilion Master who has come in person. When did I give myself away?"

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