After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

When facing the unknown, people always think too much and even start to panic.

An Yun gradually became nervous.

Suddenly, An Yun felt his hand warm. He was startled and looked down. Someone was holding his hand.

An Yun stared at the hand and felt it was familiar. When he remembered where he had seen it before, he turned around and saw Zang Ya looking at him calmly. Zang Ya said to him, “Don’t worry, I’ll be with you.”

The two sat very close, so they could still see each other clearly in the fog and discern the expressions on each other’s faces.

An Yun met Zang Ya’s gaze and saw some confidence in those beautiful eyes, as if Zang Ya could protect him no matter what monsters appeared later. An Yun was no longer worried and just nodded at him, “Yeah.”

Some of those young masters had seen this scene before, so they were particularly calm at that time, fanning their chests with folding fans and looking as if they were sitting on a mountain.

Others had come there for the first time and saw this scene for the first time. They couldn’t help but show some tension on their faces, looking around to find their companions and feel a little safe.

After An Yun felt relieved, he stared at the scene in front of him and exclaimed. He was a little curious about how these scenes could be created. In modern times, all one would need was a dry ice machine to solve this problem. But in ancient times, when production equipment was scarce, how did such a large fog come about?

An Yun was extremely curious and was about to ask Zang Ya if he knew the principle behind it when he heard a burst of stringed instruments coming from the front. The misty fog gradually became thinner, and many figures slowly emerged from it.

An Yun was attracted by those graceful figures and saw a group of beauties dressed in beautiful clothes, like fairies from a fairy palace, coming out of the fog and approaching them.

There were both shuangers and women of different genders, but the only thing they had in common was that they all looked very good.

As they came out, the mist around them gradually dissipated a little, maintaining a half-covered, somewhat visible, and somewhat ethereal state.

The group of people emerged with smiles on their faces, and the most beautiful one danced in the middle, with a fairy-like air, as if dancing in a fairy palace.

The rest of the people were holding food in their hands. They placed it on the table in front of each person, then flirted with the young men behind the table with seductive eyes, and then hurriedly retreated, leaving only the seduced young men lingering.

The mist gradually dissipated, and the vision became clearer. An Yun could see the others clearly. He even watched as someone came up with something, threw a handkerchief on the face of a young man, and, in his fascinated gaze, pulled the scarf back.

The young man’s soul seemed to follow the direction of the scarf. When the people left, his eyes remained fixed on the direction the shuanger had gone.

The main seat that An Yun shared with Zang Ya was naturally the focus of this banquet. Only one person presented something to the other young men, but two people came forward to Zang Ya.

A woman and a shuanger, both good-looking, with carefully painted makeup on their faces and somewhat flattering smiles.

An Yun watched them approach, put the things in their hands in front of Zang Ya, and then said softly, “Young master, please have some.”

In those eyes with red eyeshadow and sparkling water, there was a hint of temptation, and the person looked at Zang Ya affectionately.

Zang Ya seemed not to see it. Before they brought the items forward, he lowered his head to look at the things on the table, then pushed one of the plates in front of An Yun and said, “Have some.”

An Yun was still admiring the two people’s attire, praising the host’s ingenuity in his heart. This place was dressed like a heavenly palace, and these people were like attendants of heaven. As a result, he heard Zang Ya next to him calling him. He lowered his head and saw that what Zang Ya handed over was a plate of grapes.

An Yun liked this fruit, but it was hard to get in that era, so he didn’t eat it much on weekdays. After hearing what Zang Ya said, he immediately took it and ate it without hesitation, and finally nodded to Zang Ya and said, “This is delicious.”

Zang Ya nodded and then reminded him, “Then you should eat more.”

The two attendants saw the interaction between Zang Ya and An Yun, and they couldn’t maintain their usual composed expressions. Their eyes suddenly widened, and they glanced back and forth between Zang Ya and An Yun.

The fees at this establishment were not cheap; it took almost a dozen or even decades of living expenses for an ordinary family to afford such entertainment. As a result, the service was particularly attentive.

Especially for those wealthy young men who were often moody and focused solely on having fun, every aspect of their experience had to be carefully considered. The goal was to make them feel at home and ensure that no one would be displeased due to any mishaps or taboos.

Before the distinguished guests arrived that day, their masters informed the attendants of the guests’ identities and family situations so they could provide better service.

As far as the attendants knew, all the young men who had come today arrived alone and hadn’t brought any relatives. The only people accompanying them were those there for entertainment.

Yet, the one sitting next to the main guest not only sat confidently but was also treated with such tolerance by the young master himself. It was truly eye-opening for the attendants.

Their shock was so intense that they could hardly control the expressions on their faces. It wasn’t until the rehearsed music started that they disappeared back into the thick fog.