He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

"Sir, please come upstairs quickly."

In the bustling red-light district, amidst the golden glitter and vibrant music, Leng Huan subtly avoided the madam's hand as she smiled broadly, offering her a gold bead. The madam immediately and enthusiastically led her upstairs.

"Call the prettiest girl for me." True to his playboy nature, Leng Huan gave the order and swaggered upstairs.

Hey!

I finally had the chance to experience the feeling of a decadent and extravagant place.

She laughed inwardly, like a string of geese honking.

Heaven knows what she's become after years of seclusion?

Knock knock——

The door opens.

Leng Huan's eyes lit up as he watched the several beautiful girls file in. They were all charming and outstanding in appearance.

I was thrilled.

But after having women on both sides—

Oh, she wanted to cry!

For some reason, the more he thought about it, the more upset he became; the more he looked, the more he wanted to cry. After drinking a few cups of fine wine, the alcohol took effect. Leng Huan reached out and embraced a petite woman with a seductive figure and a charming face. He groped her all over, touching her face, her waist, kissing her hands, and pressing his cheek against hers...

But looking at the young woman's luscious red lips, she felt no urge to kiss her.

It doesn't feel right.

It was as if something had shattered silently.

Leng Huan, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, his cheeks slowly flushing red, suddenly pushed away the flower maid, poured himself a drink, and called to a girl in red to drink while playing a drinking game, "Hiccup... Little Red, it's your turn to drink, hehe, I finally won once..."

The women exchanged glances. Seeing her tipsy state, they knew they were professionals and wouldn't chase her away; they would simply serve her wholeheartedly.

The flower girl named Xiaohong obediently poured herself a glass of wine, ready to drink it, when she suddenly heard the guest say, "Never mind, girls should drink less." With that, the guest drank the glass himself, taking Xiaohong's hand as a guide.

"Come on, let's continue..."

"Yes, son."

———I don’t know how many rounds have passed.

"Hiccup..." Leng Huan, like a madman, watched them laugh and cry intermittently, "Hehehe, beauties...hiccup~ This is too hard for me...waaaaaah..."

The flower maid who had been hugged and touched by Leng Huan was called Lan Niang, and the guest simply called her Xiao Lan. She was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe the tears of this strange guest, but Leng Huan insisted on hugging her and kissing her. However, Leng Huan was now covered in alcohol, and Xiao Lan saw that he was also drunk, so she turned her head away and tried to wipe his face.

But the next second, everyone was stunned, except for Leng Huan.

—In her haste to leave the sect, Leng Huan forgot to take her monthly disguise pill. Now that it was due and its effects had worn off, she suddenly regained her original appearance.

The flower girls watched in disbelief as she transformed into a completely different person! They were all stunned into silence.

Taking this opportunity, Leng Huan finally managed to kiss Xiao Lan on the cheek.

"Hurry up, fill my cup again!" His voice became clear, gentle, and melodious.

Xiaolan: "..."

Xiao Hong hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, Leng Huan was already dizzy and lightheaded, feeling as if she were floating on clouds. The wine in this brothel had a strong aftereffect, and the room was filled with incense, making her face as radiant as a peach blossom.

The courtesans snapped out of their daze, exchanged bewildered glances for a moment, and then continued pouring her wine. "Oh well," they thought, "we'll just pretend we don't know anything!"

"Wow——"

Suddenly, Leng Huan hugged Xiao Hong and cried out, startling them all.

"Young master? Young lady? What's wrong?"

Leng Huan remained silent, then held the person and sobbed, his face streaked with tears, like a pear blossom in the rain, or a peony weeping with dew.

"I'll go put out the incense... we don't need it anymore anyway." Xiao Lan glanced at Leng Huan, whose forehead was sweating profusely, then turned and went behind the screen to put out the incense in the burner.

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"Hiccup... That's not fair..."

Leng Huan rested his face on the table with one hand, picked up a silver chopstick and tapped it absently on his wine cup with the other, tilting his head with a dazed look in his eyes, seemingly gazing into the half-open window.

The flower girl in the white dress with gold embroidery was named Xiaoying. She was playing the pipa by the screen, Xiaohong was massaging Leng Huan's shoulders behind her, and Xiaolan was kneeling beside her, pouring her wine and peeling fruit.

Xiao Lan said softly, "Where is fairness in this world... Young master, please relax. Compared to us, aren't you much better off?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan realized she had said the wrong thing. How could she compare herself to the guests? Her breath hitched slightly.

Fortunately, Leng Huan didn't pay attention to it, or rather, he didn't notice it. If it were someone else with a bad temper, it might have caused a big disaster.

But Leng Huan, shaking his silver chopsticks, retorted, "No, you don't understand, hiccup...you...hiccup...none of you understand!"

Looking at the distant, almost invisible stars, Leng Huan was suddenly overcome with immense sadness in her drunken state. It wasn't just that she had lost a brother and become a woman.

That ancient galaxy spans trillions of light-years. Can she, in her lifetime, truly return there? Or, if she does return someday in the future, will that still be her home?

Are my sister and parents still around?

My eyes suddenly stung even more, and tears welled up in them.

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"girl?!"

Seeing her startle again, the group was taken aback, and Xiaolan blurted out in surprise.

This sound made Leng Huan pause in tears. She turned to look at the flower girls, blinked, and a few golden tears fell comically. She asked in a nasal voice, "You all... you know?"

The flower girls all nodded in agreement.

Leng Huan suddenly hugged Xiao Lan, who was closest to him, and started crying again!

Between sobs, she mumbled incoherently, "Waaah, my brother is gone!"

Xiao Lan patted her back with pity: "Please accept my condolences. Even if you don't have brothers, you still have friends."

"Waaah! I have no home anymore... hiccup..."

Xiao Lan gently comforted her, "Home is where the heart is."

"Waaaaah... I want to run away from my wedding..."

Xiaolan sighed. She wanted to get married but couldn't. "Find someone reliable who loves you and marry him. Don't choose someone you love."

"Waaah... I have to run for my life..."

Xiaolan: "...?"

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Of all the wines served at the brothel, Leng Huan ordered the best. The madam could tell at a glance that she was no ordinary person, so this wine was a specialty of the Drunken Pleasure Pavilion, a mild spiritual wine called "Radiant Night Intoxication," which cost a thousand gold coins per tael. She drank it like water.

Leng Huan is a terrible drinker, but his drinking manners are... passable.

Several maids served Leng Huan for most of the night, coaxing and hugging him. After Leng Huan had cried and vented his emotions, the alcohol took effect, and he was exhausted, so he fell asleep on the table.

Of course, they couldn't let the guest sleep there all night. Several people helped her to the bed behind the screen, cleaned up the leftovers, and then went down to rest.

Because of the alcohol and incense, Leng Huan felt hot and irritable, so he kicked off the covers and fell asleep sprawled out. He slept soundly until the city lights came on the next day.

After regaining consciousness, Leng Huan remembered the trouble he had caused and hurriedly asked someone to summon the girls who had served him the previous night.

Not daring to neglect their guests, Xiao Hong and her companions, dressed in their finest attire, arrived at Leng Huan's private room as they were about to welcome new guests.

"Miss... have you rested well?" Xiao Lan walked over with a smile.

Leng Huan scratched his head awkwardly. He had been drinking all night, his clothes were wrinkled, his eyes were red and swollen, his hair was disheveled, and he still smelled of alcohol. He looked terrible.

"Um... I'll let you serve me tonight. I'd like to take a bath and change now..."

Xiao Hong and the others were immediately delighted. Serving her was much better than dealing with difficult guests. Leng Huan didn't lose her temper or hit anyone. "Miss, please wait a moment, we'll prepare right away."

These things were essential in the building and were quickly prepared. After washing up, Leng Huan soaked in the fragrant bathtub filled with flower petals. Xiao Hong massaged her, Xiao Ying patted her back, and finally Xiao Lan deftly peeled a crystal grape and fed it to her with her delicate hands.

Leng Huan ate fruit while relaxing his body, enjoying a high-end spa experience reminiscent of a cultivation-themed SPA...

Once she put aside her chaotic thoughts, she felt as happy as a god.

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Dongjun Carriage and Horse Service.

A young man, dressed in a black robe with arrow-sleeved round collar, with a tall and straight back, looking travel-worn and disheveled, took out the remaining payment for hiring the Spirit Horned Carriage—two large gold ingots—and placed them on the counter.

"Excuse me, steward, have you seen any spirit horn carriages that have arrived from the east in the last two days? The person who hired them is about twenty years old, dressed in black, and is exceptionally handsome. They are about this tall."

The young man raised his hand to measure the height of the person he was looking for in front of his chest. When he turned slightly to the side, his handsome profile was revealed. It was Fu Xun.

The gray-robed steward, being only at the Qi Refining stage, dared not neglect a Foundation Establishment cultivator. After careful consideration, he suddenly realized and hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"It was probably yesterday evening when a few people arrived. One of them was the one you mentioned. He was very handsome and dressed in all black. Oh, right, he also had a fox hairpin in his hair."

"Thank you, Deacon. Do you know the person who came with him?"

"They should know each other. The others called him 'senior.' I heard they were from the Liu family, so they must have come to congratulate the Qi family."

Fu Xun was taken aback. "The Qi family is offering their congratulations?"

"Yes, recently many outsiders have been going to the Qi family to congratulate the eldest daughter on her wedding banquet."

A wedding banquet? Fu Xun left the carriage shop and found an inn to stay in. Tomorrow was the Qi family's wedding banquet, no wonder she stopped here.

Fu Xun was certain that Leng Huan would go to the Qi family's wedding banquet, but the question was, where was she now?

Given her temperament, it's impossible for her to visit before the banquet, so...

Fu Xun immediately got up, opened the door, and went out.

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