The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Jiang Chen asked the servant to keep an eye out for the whereabouts of Marquis Yongchuan and inform him as soon as possible.

So on this day, he saw the figure of Yongchuan Hou outside Baihua Tower. The man was wearing a gray-blue round-collared embroidered robe with bamboo forest patterns embroidered on the hem, and a silk-wrapped gold crown on his head. Just looking at his back made people imagine a lot.

The madam had already welcomed the man in with a smile on her face. Some girls in cool clothes threw themselves at him, and the man accepted them all and put his arms around their waists.

From the opposite angle, the girl fell into the young man's arms, giggling and talking. The young man didn't know what she heard, but he was quite interested. He tilted his head and bent his body slightly.

He is a very attentive listener.

Jiang Chen's breathing was slightly heavy. Although he had not yet confirmed whether this person was indeed the one in his dream, he could not bear to see such behavior even as a man.

Too much wildness...

The servant stared at the young man entering the brothel opposite for a few moments, and keenly noticed that his master was in a bad mood, so he asked tentatively: "Master, shall we still go in?"

"bump!"

The teacup slammed down on the table, most of the tea spilled out, Jiang Chen's face darkened, his words were full of gnashing teeth, "Go! Why not go?"

"If you don't go, it would be a waste of time!?"

The servant secretly glanced at the young master's expression, but he didn't look like he had come here for nothing.

But he didn't dare say this, and he didn't know why the Crown Prince had a conflict with Marquis Yongchuan when he first arrived in the capital.

Although the Marquis of Yongchuan has no real power, he is the adopted son of the late emperor. The capital is not Lingnan, and he is unfamiliar with the place. He will not be able to get along well with others no matter what.

......

Baihua Tower was a place Ling Si often visited. Over time, the madam also knew his habits. One day he was a girl and another day he was a boy. Today was the latter.

After receiving the money from the servant, the madam smiled and asked someone to go upstairs to serve.

The society in the Qin Dynasty was relatively open, and many people in the capital kept male favorites for their own pleasure.

There were even people who deliberately made men take some drugs to make their skin as delicate and white as women's and their bodies slim and soft, so as to meet the preferences of some dignitaries.

Ling Si was indifferent to the food he ate, but most of the people in the backyard were men, so their behavior today was a little more outrageous. They wore plain clothes and lightly made up their faces, which made them look handsome but also weak and delicate.

The burning incense in the room also had some aphrodisiac effect. Ling Si felt a little stuffy and asked someone to open the window a little.

There was a touch of coolness on his lips again. The person on the young man's left refilled the wine, pinched it with his lonely fingers, and fed it to his mouth, "My Lord?"

Her voice was clear, with a subtle hook at the end of the note, and the corners of her eyes were raised with a light layer of red.

Ling Si took half a sip and the glass was taken away. He supported his chin.

In sight, the man turned the cup in a different direction, tilted his head back and drank the wine along the line where he had pecked.

The young man curled his eyes, wiped the moisture from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

The waiter's eyes flashed with obsession, and he bit the young man's fingertips, "My Lord, will you give me some to drink?"

You've already drunk it, aren't you asking this question even though you already know the answer?

The playing in the venue seemed to stop for a moment, and everyone was complaining in their hearts.

Ling Si did not reply to him but picked up the wine glass. A hint of disappointment flashed across the man's eyes and he went on to peel grapes for him.

Jiang Chen finally managed to sneak in, got rid of the people following him, and went straight to the room designated by the servant.

It was not difficult to find out the room where Marquis Yongchuan was. He was famous in the capital, especially in brothels. Moreover, he did not seem to be deliberately concealing it, and seemed determined to let others know his location.

As Jiang Chen expected, the small window near the corridor was open. This way, he could pretend to be a passerby without arousing suspicion.

Unexpectedly, after just one glance, he was frozen in place.