Light songs and graceful dances arise with the spring breeze, waists swaying with floral charm.
If before, Lu Jin'an thought there was some reason for the emperor to never attend morning court again, now he truly understands.
He has truly experienced it.
A dozen lithe fox demons dance gracefully in the hall, while those on the sides hold instruments, harmonizing with the zither and flute, accompanied by a cup of rice wine, the warm brazier, snacks on the table, and the heavy snow outside...
It's indeed dashing and elegant, like living better than an immortal.
Lu Jin'an had just finished his cup of rice wine, when Xiao Li obediently refilled it for him.
Though he had been to the brothel before, that sole visit was to discuss cooperation with Qiu Qingtang, and at the Sect Master's grand birthday there were indeed songs and dances, but he was preoccupied chatting with Nanzhi, the Senior Sister.
So this was his first true experience of such a delightful thing.
