Falling into the mortal world

It seems that Young Master Lin is also a vulgar person. After Lan Qingqing finished speaking, she held a wine glass in one hand and rested her chin on the other, her expression very indifferent. She drank the wine in the glass one after another. This wine was very different from the wine she had drunk in her previous life. After drinking, Lan Qingqing frowned and put down the wine glass, unwilling to drink anymore.

Lin Shaoyuan, who was standing to the side, seemed to notice Lan Qingqing's dissatisfaction with the wine. He asked, "Miss Honglian, are you not satisfied with this wine?"

"No, I'm just not used to it yet," Lan Qingqing said casually.

Min Nancheng continued eating his meal as if the person next to him didn't exist.

Lin Shaoyuan tapped his finger on the table in front of Min Nancheng. "Brother Nancheng, don't just focus on eating!"

Upon hearing this, Min Nancheng glanced at Honglian, then at Lin Shaoyuan, before putting down his chopsticks and bowl.

It's a rare privilege to meet Miss Honglian today. I've heard she's incredibly talented. How about we have a poetry contest? Lan Qingqing had no objection to Lin Shaoyuan's suggestion.

Lan Qingqing said: Okay.

Brother Nancheng, give it a try and see if the talented Min or the beautiful Honglian is more impressive.

Min Nancheng glanced at Lan Qingqing and said, "I'm not interested in the competition. You guys play instead!"

Lin Shaoyuan said with some complaint: Brother Nancheng, why are you such a spoilsport!

Min Nancheng ignored Lin Shaoyuan's words and continued eating, as if he had only come there to eat.

Seeing Min Nancheng's lack of romantic understanding, Lin Shaoyuan could only say apologetically, "Miss Honglian, please don't take offense! That's just how he is, he doesn't understand romance. If he won't play, we will."

Lan Qingqing said nonchalantly: It's alright.

"Let me play a song for the prince," Lan Qingqing said.

"It is my honor to hear you play, young lady," Lin Shaoyuan said flatteringly.

As Lan Qingqing stood up, a faint floral fragrance wafted to Min Nancheng's nose.

Even though Min Nancheng was reluctant to admit it, he fell in love with Lan Qingqing at first sight. Deep down, he resisted, seeing Lan Qingqing as nothing more than a courtesan.

Lan Qingqing walked to the spot where the zither was and sat down, while Xiao Tao stood next to her.

Lan Qingqing tested the strings, and finding no problems, began to play. The music began, and Lan Qingqing's singing voice followed.

"May People Live Long"

When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the heavens.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I long to ride the wind and return, yet I fear the jade palaces and towers, where the heights are unbearably cold.

Dancing with my shadow, how unlike the mortal world!

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no resentment, so why does the moon always seem to be full when we are apart?

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon.

..............

When the song ended, the two people at the table were deeply moved.

These are lines of poetry! I never knew poetry could be sung so beautifully. Lin Shaoyuan clapped his hands and exclaimed in amazement.

Min Nancheng's heart was also churning with emotions, though he didn't show it on his face.

"Red Lotus, have you ever thought about leaving this place? If you follow me from now on, I can redeem you from your servitude," Lin Shaoyuan said sincerely.

Min Nancheng appeared nonchalant, but he was actually listening to their conversation.

Lan Qingqing sneered: "Do you know how many people want to redeem me? Some people would give up their entire fortune and still not be able to see me. How much do you think you can afford to redeem me? You can't afford to redeem me."

However, I appreciate your kind intentions. After saying this, Lan Qingqing put on her veil, got up, and prepared to go out the door.

As she reached the door, Lan Qingqing stopped and turned to Min Nancheng in a very calm tone, saying: "If you look down on courtesans, why did you come here to drink and seduce them?"

Don't make excuses for your lust. Without lustful men like you, how could there be brothels and brothels?

It is because of you that there are so many pitiful women in this world.

They are nothing but pitiful people abandoned by this world. They are just there for you to make fun of.

There are good people and bad people everywhere. In your eyes, we are lowly prostitutes. But in our eyes, aren't you just as much a lewd customer?

After saying that, Lan Qingqing left without looking back.

There was no angry outburst or cursing, only calm and stillness.

Lan Qingqing was like a robot, devoid of any emotion. Everything in Lan Qingqing's eyes was gray, devoid of color.

The two were left standing there awkwardly when Lin Shaoyuan spoke up: "Brother Nancheng, is Miss Honglian angry?"

Scholars pride themselves on their high moral character, and Min Nancheng is no exception to the worldly concerns. Because of his father, he despises women in brothels.

But what Miss Honglian said just now touched him.

Lan Qingqing sat on the couch, looking at the bright moon outside the window, reflecting on her two lives. In this second life, she was still the one who was not favored.

Abandoned by family in the previous life, and still abandoned in this life, how ridiculous.

Four years ago, she saw her brother and thought he had come to rescue her, but she never expected that she would see her brother instead. He took the money and never came back.

Unable to accept it, she stopped resisting any of her mother's arrangements; the greatest sorrow is a broken heart.

She would never have believed that her brother had been so good to her unless she saw it with her own eyes.

My parents and family have all chosen to abandon me, so why should I struggle?

Her family's abandonment of her led to her current status as a courtesan.

I used to be willing to live my life in a daze.

I don't want to live like this anymore. I have to face different men every day, and it's only a matter of time before I have to resort to prostitution.

So she had to leave, because Mother He here wouldn't let go easily.

He already had enough silver to redeem himself, but that wasn't something that could be solved with money.

Xiao Tao was actually someone arranged by Mother He to keep an eye on her. If she wanted to avoid Xiao Tao's gaze, she would have to think about it carefully.

The sky brightened without us even noticing, and Menghua Tower became much quieter, no longer so noisy and bustling.

After taking a bath and washing up, Lan Qingqing lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

Min Nancheng lay in bed with his eyes closed, but he couldn't fall asleep. Every time he closed his eyes, Lan Qingqing's image would appear in his mind.

After several attempts, he still couldn't fall asleep, so Min Nancheng opened the window and looked out at the sky. Since it was almost dawn, he decided to get up and review his studies.