At night, Lingxiang Lou was full of singing and dancing, and many were drinking and gambling together. Because today was the day where the famous courtesan Linlang was performing, even the lobby was seated full of guests. Long before sunset, all the private boxes in this brothel had been booked by high officials and nobles. An Ning excessively spent a total of five hundred taels of silver and the half-severed ear of the stone lion at the entrance of the building to forcibly seize a seat from the hands of a madam of Lingxiang Lou.
After using up countless coaxing and praise to send away the down-and-out old master who had previously reserved the box, Yu-daniang, the boss of Lingxiang Lou, walked into the Mudan Pavilion with her buttocks twisting. When she caught sight of the two big Bodhisattvas half lying on the armchairs, she stared and said to the pimp beside her: "Are these the two guests you mentioned?"
These were obviously two lively and pure maidens, but the person who had reported them described them as evil gods descending into the world.
The pimp gritted his teeth and nodded, silently retreating to the side.
Although it was odd, Yu-daniang has been at Fengyue Field for almost a decade, and there were no weird guests that she hadn't seen. Her gaze shook at the long skirt made of an elegant cloud brocade pattern texture on An Ning's body, and her face was overflowing with a splendid smile like a chrysanthemum. She twisted forward: "Yo, the two young ladies have chosen to come to the right place.
Our Lingxiang Lou is one of the very best in the capital. Go, go, why aren't you hurrying up and exchanging for some eloquent young men over here…" Seeing that the two did not stop her, Yu-daniang's state of mind was determined, and she said with a smile: "Do the two young ladies still have any other instructions?"
"Yu-daniang, it is heard that the headliner here at your place, Linlang-guniang, looks better than Diaochan. You name a price, and this young lady will keep her for the entire night."
As soon as An Ning's voice had settled over them, Yu-daniang staggered once, blinked her eyes and said shrilly: "An entire night? Xiaojie… why don't you have mercy on my old self. Xiaojie looks wealthy and respectable, if the elders in the mansion were to know, they wouldn't only tear down my Lingxiang Lou!"
An embroiderer from Jiangnan spent a year embroidering this elegant cloud brocade pattern skirt, which was harder to find than thousands of gold. She was not so blind.
An Ning's eyebrows furrowed. She looked at Anle with a half-smile and teasing gaze, and said embarrassedly: "What nonsense are you talking about? This young lady heard that Linlang is excellent at playing the qin, so I brought my friend here to listen to the music."
"Oh." Yu-daniang breathed a long sigh of relief, and turning back to the eyes of Anle, she was abruptly startled by the young lady's natural fierceness. Only when she swallowed her saliva did she reply: "Xiaojie, if it's listening to the music, that's easily handled. Tonight, Linlang will be playing on the high platform; the two young ladies can simply just enjoy it."
"I said that I would keep her for the entire night, so naturally she will play in front of me."
An Ning spoke resolutely and decisively, and Yu-daniang's complexion changed. Only then did she understand that she had really let in two evil gods, and she awkwardly said: "Xiaojie, tonight is Linlang's periodical performance day, and there are many high officials outside, I can't afford to offend."
What she said was really the truth, the reputation of Lingxiang Lou was practically stirred up by Linlang alone. If all the guests in the building were provoked, she was afraid that they might have to close their doors and go out of business tomorrow.