Two people went out when the sky was near dusk, Lin Wanrong thought about perfume, so he found a glassware store on the street. In this era, glass is a luxury, Lin Wanrong's house only has one copper mirror, all because glass is too expensive.

  Lin Wanrong searched carefully and finally found a small bottle suitable for holding perfume. When she asked the price, such a small glass bottle cost one or two silver coins each, which was really expensive.

  Lin Wanrong gritted his teeth and bought ten of them in one breath, putting them in a bag. After haggling over the price, he spent nine taels of silver.

  Young Master Tai looked at him strangely and said, "Lin San, this small night pot is not very convenient for you to use. I have an extra large one in my room, if you want it, I'll give it to you."

  Lin Wanrong restrained himself from hitting the pig-headed man and gritted his teeth, saying: "It's nothing, take a few more, it'll be even more refreshing to pee."

  They arrived at the Jadeite House just as the lanterns were first lit. This time a maid led them directly upstairs.

  Guo Wuchang asked the maid in front of him: "Is Dongmei free today?"

  The maid said: "Tell the young master, Miss Dongmei is waiting for him today."

  Guo Wuchang snickered twice, and Lin Wanrong suddenly realized that when Master Biao didn't see Qin Xian'er the other day, he didn't have any objections. It turned out that he had hooked up with another courtesan. That Qin Xian'er really has some skills, knowing how to treat the symptoms.

  When they arrived at the place, Guo Wuchang turned his head to Lin Wanrong and said: "Lin San, same as before, you wait here, after two hours, we will go back together." He still thought that Lin San was waiting for him specially that day, but he himself had a relationship with a slightly beautiful courtesan, without knowing that this Lin San had already had a relationship with the most beautiful courtesan here.

  Look at Young Master's triumphant back, Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed, you go have fun in the wind, but I'm stuck outside watching the wind, being a young master is really great.

  "Lin Gongzi, what are you thinking about?" A clear voice came from behind. Lin Wanrong turned his head around, and the stunning Qin Xian'er had already appeared in front of him.

  Lotus face, dotted with vermilion lips, cheeks flushed with a hint of shyness in her eyes, she smiled three parts before speaking. Her slender figure was set off by a tight-fitting purple lily satin blouse, which outlined a beautiful curve, extremely moving.

  "I was thinking of you, Qin." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, he was originally a master of romance, and now the old tricks were reappearing, stirring up emotions without any reserve.

  "How can I trust you?" Qin Xian'er shot him a charming glance, took light steps and walked to his front, saying: "If it weren't for me being thick-skinned, taking the invitation card to invite you, perhaps young master would have forgotten who Xian'er is by now."

  Qin Xian'er lightly bit her red lips, with some moisture in her eyes, looking at him with a melancholic and resentful expression, like a young woman who had been forgotten by her husband. Her emotions were so sincere that there was no sign of pretence.

  Lin Wanrong thought to herself "awesome awesome", with her acting skills, it's a pity if she doesn't win an Oscar.

  The enemy couldn't withstand the fiery gaze, Lin Wanrong turned his head and didn't look at her, smiling on his mouth: "Miss Qin, don't tease me anymore, I'm just a coarse and inferior servant, can't bear your temptation."

  Qin Xian'er hummed a sound of endless resentment and said, "If you really can't resist this kind of temptation, then it's fine. But why do you have to make such a show, yet never look at me straight in the eye?"

  "Alright, alright, I know you're getting back at me for embarrassing you last time." Lin Wanrong said: "Speak up, what do you want this time?"

  Qin Xian'er chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she swept away the melancholy expression: "The one who understands me is you, young master. Do you still remember what you said to me that day?"

  Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "I remember, what's wrong?"

  Qin Xian'er said: "Since the day you left, I've been thinking about what you said. Composing and singing for myself is just for my own sake, regardless of others. That night, I thought about it all night and came up with a little tune. I'd like to ask you to correct me."

  Qin Xian'er pulled him by the sleeve and walked straight in. Lin Wanrong smiled, "What's the hurry? No one is competing with you."

  Qin Xian'er gave him a charming glance and said: "It's not easy for you to come once, if I don't hold on to you tightly, I'll regret it later."

  Inside was Qin Xian'er's boudoir, with a table, two chairs, and a guqin. The bed was covered with flowing silk, hiding its beauty. On the side table stood a simple yet elegant glass mirror. A faint scent of incense wafted through the room, refreshing the heart.

  "What's wrong? Is it too simple?" Qin Xian'er said with a blush.

  "It's not simple, but simple. With the least things, dress up the most suitable atmosphere for yourself, this is unique craftsmanship." Lin Wanrong said seriously.

  "You're really good at talking." Qin Xian'er glanced at him, her face flushing with a hint of redness that complemented her snowy neck, exuding an inexplicable allure.

  Qin Xian'er sat down in front of the guqin, gazed at him with a faint smile, and gently plucked the strings. The sound of the zither flowed out like running water.

  "The singing voice emerges from behind the fan, and the makeup's shadow is light in the mirror. Unable to conceal a smile, where can one hide the sound?"

  Like-minded people are not perplexed, and those who understand each other's thoughts are clear. Don't see the double eyelids converging, suspecting that someone is hiding their emotions with a smile.

  A beauty's evening makeup is done, her clear voice moves the orchid house. Her shadow emerges with a gentle breeze from the fan, her voice flies to illuminate the day's beam.

  Delicate eyebrows converge, elegant charm in mouth fragrance. Naturally there is a horizontal display of skill, should pity the long autumn night.

  Although this song is still a bit melancholic, Qin Xian'er's singing has more flavor than that day, probably because she is facing only one listener now. The song has some sorrow and resentment, but her face also shows a few shades of shyness.

  The music ended, but the melodious sound seemed to echo and flow gently in the room, with lingering notes hovering around.

  Qin Xian'er let out a light sigh and said: "Young Master, what do you think of this tune?"

  Lin Wanrong said quietly, "You're a weak woman living in this brothel. If you hadn't experienced hardships, you wouldn't have sung such a sorrowful tune." She looked at her and smiled slightly, saying, "Miss Qin, it's normal for one to have worries in their heart. Don't worry too much, and don't let these things control you. There will always be solutions to the problems of this world. The reason we can't solve them now is because we haven't found the key yet."

  Qin Xian'er looked at him and bit her lip, saying softly: "Young master, if there's something that might hurt others, but due to certain reasons, such as for the sake of one's loved ones, it can't be helped. What would you do in such a situation?"

  "Since it will hurt others, can you make this thing stop?" Lin Wanrong said.

  "Even if I stop, someone else will continue to do it."

  "This is the end of it." Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Since the outcome can't be changed, who does it doesn't matter. If it's about one's own family members, for their sake, even if it means losing all conscience, one would still do it."

  Qin Xian'er covered her small mouth and laughed: "How can you say such an exaggeration? However, is that really what you think? That way, many people will scold."

  Lin Wanrong looked at Qin Xian'er with a serious expression and said: "Miss Qin, you must remember that in this world, only your loved ones are the most important. Other things like money and honor are like the clouds in the sky, empty and not worth mentioning. On the day when you close your eyes, who is by your side? They are the people closest to you. For their sake, you can do all sorts of bad things without worrying about being scolded. Life is too short, if you always look back and forth, isn't it too tiring?"

  Lin Wanrong's words were heartfelt. If he could return to his parents' side, even if it meant being an enemy of the whole world, he would do so without hesitation.

  Qin Xian'er stared at him blankly and said, "Lin Gongzi, you are really different from others. Others all advise goodness, but you actually advise evil, are you really a bad person?"

  "Hmm, very bad." Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "Evil without bounds."

  "Heh heh." Qin Xian'er burst into giggles: "Lin gongzi, I was just testing you earlier, didn't expect you to be such a bad person after all."

  "Yes, you'd better understand my true nature soon." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, but his heart was somewhat uncomfortable. In this world, he had almost no friends to talk to, and he had many new ideas and insights that he wanted to share with others, but there was simply no one who could understand him. From a certain perspective, he might be the loneliest person in the world.

  A soft small hand gently grasped his palm, with a slight tremble, he raised his eyes to see Qin Xian'er's slightly flushed face: "Young master, are you willing to talk to me? I like listening to your voice."

  "Miss Qin, don't use this trick on me again, okay? My ability to resist temptation is really poor." Lin Wanrong said with a bitter smile.

  Qin Xian'er was taken aback, knowing that he suspected her of tempting him again. A hint of melancholy flashed through her mind, and she let out a light sigh, dropping his hand. She immediately returned to normal, laughing and saying: "Lin Gongzi, I believe you, you're a good person."

  This Qin Xian'er is changing her face too quickly, Lin Wanrong thinks that her skin is thick enough, but she also finds it a bit hard to adapt.

  The two people were silent for a while, and then Qin Xian'er suddenly said: "Young Master, can you tell Xian'er your real name?"

  Seeing her sincere expression, Lin Wanrong didn't want to deceive her either, so he said: "My name is Lin Wanrong."