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Xiao Hong has been indulging at the banquet, starting to seek pleasure and enjoyment on his own. As the wine glass is continuously filled with fine wine, his emotions become more unrestrained.
In the lively atmosphere of the banquet, he looks around at the brightly lit surroundings, but feels empty inside.
Next to him was a Songstress geisha, her face veiled, yet he couldn't help but think of the visage of Empress Zhao Qinglan.
As the alcohol took effect, he gazed deeply at the Songstress with affection, a strange emotion rising in his heart. He spoke, "Your eyes are so beautiful. Stay with me tonight, everyone else can leave."
Songstress heard Xiao Hong's words, her eyes filled with confusion and caution, but she still responded softly. As for the other Songstress, they all stepped aside, waiting for their master's orders.
Xiao Hong stared at her intently, a certain emotion stirring in his heart, reminding him of the past and the ambitions he once had.
Amidst the joyous atmosphere of the banquet, Xiao Hong and Songstress the geisha began a slightly tipsy conversation, exchanging emotions and thoughts as if delving into each other's inner worlds.
"You are an outstanding Songstress, with a captivating voice and graceful dance," Xiao Hong spoke with a hint of poeticism and bewilderment. "But I always feel that in your eyes, there is a unique emotion, one that I cannot quite grasp."
Songstress smiled gently, her eyes revealing a hint of shyness and mystery. "You flatter me, sir. I am just an ordinary Songstress, how could I dare to accept such praise."
A feeling of emotion arose in Xiao Hong's heart. Suddenly, he felt that there was a strange connection between himself and this Songstress, as if in this moment, he had found a long-lost emotional resonance.
The banquet continued, with singing and dancing filling the air. Amidst the festivities, in Xiao Hong's heart, there was only the figure of the Songstress before him, and the elusive emotions that came with it.
As the alcohol took its effect, Xiao Hong's emotions became more unrestrained. He kissed the Songstress deeply, initially causing her some panic and resistance, but she soon wrapped her hands around Xiao Hong's back.
Their emotions were released in a passionate kiss, as if they had fallen into a strange illusion.
The banquet continued, with singing and graceful dancing, but in Xiao Hong's heart, there was only the figure of the Songstress before her, and the elusive emotions.
He gradually removed her clothing, gently pressing her onto the floor, accompanied by the melodious sound of a piano drifting through the breeze, the atmosphere seemed to become even more intense.
Songstress's skin was soft and smooth, as white as snowflakes, and a surge of desire rose in his heart, longing to possess all of her.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Xiao Hong's voice was low and affectionate. "In this bustling banquet, only you can ignite the desire in my heart."
Songstress smiled softly, with a hint of shyness and allure in her eyes, and said softly, "You flatter me, you are the master here."
The sound of their heartbeats seemed to reverberate in the silent palace, as if they were immersed in an intimate and seductive world.
"I want to have everything of you," Xiao Hong's voice was filled with longing as his fingers gently slid over her soft skin, causing shivers to run through her body.
Songstress closed her eyes, feeling as if her whole body had been ignited. She longed for the fusion of pain and desire, as if this was the most beautiful moment of her life.
The next morning, Songstress woke up to find herself alone in bed. Her veil had been torn off and was fluttering by the bed, but Xiao Hong was nowhere to be seen.
Her mind was in chaos, as if after a dreamlike night, reality had thrown her into boundless confusion.
She sat up, stretched, and tried to recall everything that had happened last night, but those fragments seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, vague and elusive.
Under the restless emotions in her heart, she slowly stood up, put on her clothes, and searched for any trace of last night's memories.
However, no matter how hard she tried, those memories seemed as elusive as a dream, and she couldn't even be sure what had happened between her and Xiao Hong.
She was filled with doubt and unease in her heart, feeling regret and confusion about her choices and actions.
In the lively atmosphere of the banquet, she engaged in a tipsy conversation with Xiao Hong, exchanging emotions and thoughts with each other.
In that familiar yet unfamiliar palace, they seemed to have fallen into an intimate and tempting world. But as the alcohol grew stronger, her thoughts became more and more confused, unable to control her emotions and impulses.
She couldn't help but ask herself, had she really fallen in love with Xiao Hong? Or was this just a drunken illusion? Thinking back to the indescribable emotions and desires of last night, Xiao Hong's tenderness and longing, but now he no longer dotes on her, and even ordered his attendants to replace this group of Songstress.
Songstress feels ripples of emotion in her heart, sensing a hint of loss and helplessness, but she also understands that this is a common occurrence in the palace. Xiao Hong's tenderness and longing are just a momentary confusion and intoxication. Faced with reality, the royal family members often act with calmness and rationality.
She quietly lowers her head, not daring to refute or resist Xiao Hong's decision. In this world full of power and strategy, she knows she is just a insignificant existence, and the will of any member of the royal family can determine her fate.
The person in front of me, Prince Xiao Hong, may revel at banquets, but in politics, he is a shrewd and calm figure. His attitude towards Songstress is merely a necessary political move, unrelated to his personal feelings.
Songstress felt a hint of helplessness in her heart, knowing she couldn't change this reality. She quietly stood up, bowed to Xiao Hong, and then left the banquet with the other Songstress.
Before leaving, she secretly glanced at Xiao Hong and saw him sitting there, calmly sipping his wine as if he was indifferent to everything. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering if this was the world of the royal nobles - cold and realistic, where no one could escape its control.
After leaving the banquet, Songstress was still filled with various emotions. She knew that this night would be unforgettable, a night that made her deeply realize the cold and ruthless nature of the royal world.
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