The first time he saw Mu Ji was in Huinuan Restaurant. That was the first day he learned to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Long Xiaoyun was his sworn brother, and he fell in love with Lin Shih-yin.

He liked her so much that his mind was distracted.

Should he help him or not?

Li Xunhuan worried for a long time.

He had thought that it was only natural for him to marry his cousin.

But now, there was an additional option.

Didn't they say, "Brothers are like hands and feet, women are like clothes"?

Why did his heart feel so painful after making such a decision?!

Sitting in Huinuan Restaurant's private room, Li Xunhuan only felt that his heart was in an ice cellar, in a cold abyss, falling.

The pain penetrated his heart.

Li Xunhuan quickly drank a small jar of wine. He slapped the table and asked Mama Mulberry to send the most beautiful singer to help him.

In this way, if his cousin came out to find him, she would definitely see him drinking and talking happily with the singer.

In this way, his cousin would definitely be able to recognize his prodigal nature, and she would completely give up on him …

However, the shameful man's desire to monopolize her was causing trouble. Seeing the Courtesan of Huinuan Restaurant enter the private room, he began to regret his decision.

He didn't want to disappoint his cousin and couldn't let her go …

Li Xunhuan raised his palm. The Courtesan tactfully retreated behind the screen and sat down.

Li Xunhuan no longer paid any attention to Hua Kui. He continued to drink and ponder.

He opened a new jar of wine.

This was the last jar of wine in the private room.

At this time, he heard the Courtesan say, "Mu Ji, go to the cellar and get two jars of aged Zhuangyuan Hong."

Mu Ji?

He had never heard from the Jianghu heroes that he had made friends with before that there was a singer with this name in Huinuan Pavilion. Then, was she a new singer?

This name was quite interesting. Li Xunhuan couldn't help but laugh.

The other singers' names were always in line with elegance. They all stuck words like "singing birds, fragrant flowers, red orioles, green willows". Only her name was especially careless, as if she had casually come up with it.

Or was she originally surnamed "Mu", or was her name "Mu"?

After Mu Ji left, Li Xunhuan asked with interest, "Is Mu Ji new here?

She looks pretty good, although she hasn't bloomed yet. "This was the standard face of a whoremonger when he saw a female singer he fancied.

Li Xunhuan had never taken a fancy to any singer before, and he had never said such words before.

But even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run. When you go to the brothel with your friends, you'll definitely see it.

Now, they were also using the same words.

Looking at Mu Ji's back view, she was no more than eleven or twelve years old. She was still a child.

She was only eleven or twelve years old … but that was the age when he and Lin Shih-yin were engaged.

Thinking of this, Li Xunhuan's heart began to tighten and hurt again.

Before the Courtesan could answer his question, Mu Ji had already run back.

She carried two jars of wine in one hand and jumped in just like that. She also jumped into Li Xunhuan's heart.

As a singer with such a status, it was really rare for her to be able to show a sweet smile like a baby.

The Courtesan bluntly criticized her. "Running so fast, do you have any manners?

Where's your etiquette?

Where did you lose the things I taught you two days ago?

You're really careless. "

"I'm just trying to shorten the time you have to wait. I'll help you deliver it to the guest." Mu Ji also bluntly talked back. It was really rare.

Was she really new?

She still hadn't realized the cruelty of the brothel.

"Mu Ji, go to my room and bring my pipa over."

Li Xunhuan didn't ask the Courtesan to play and sing for him. The Courtesan sent Mu Ji away like this, which was very thought-provoking.

Seeing Li Xunhuan walking towards her, the Courtesan saluted Li Xunhuan and apologized. "Mu Ji is new here and has offended you. Please forgive me."

Li Xunhuan shook his head to show that he didn't mind.

His goal was only the two jars of wine on the small round table.

"Has Mu Ji started receiving guests?"