Youmeng actually doesn't understand men and women's affairs very much. She just grew up in the harem since she was a child and was used to how the concubines were kind and happy to serve her father. Therefore, she had a vague understanding of the word "sleeping with her", but she still felt a little embarrassed when the young man asked such words.

Feng Qiwu was calm about this and did not avoid it. Instead, she smiled calmly: "This is natural, and the body is also a way to please others."

Youmeng was quiet again, and her heart was mixed with all kinds of feelings: Do you use your body to please others? It seems so disingenuous.

"Unlike the concubines, they serve the emperor and need more wisdom. But the male lovers are mostly older and lonely women." He did not mind telling her about the special insights brought to him by his experience of male lovers. "They have long passed the age of romance. Compared with those who love the clouds and rains of Wushan, they may need more long-term companionship, listen, and nourish their dry hearts like rain."

"They?" Youmeng lowered her head, feeling in a mess. "Have you ever served other women besides my aunt?"

"Before Princess Jinxuan, I had briefly followed two female protagonists, both of whom were noble ladies." He still smiled, "When I was underage, I also served as a phoenix for a prince surnamed Qi."[1]

Youmeng's smile suddenly stopped, and the look of looking at him in the mirror also increased.

"What's wrong? The princess doesn't like to listen to these?" Feng Qiwu stopped slightly, but did not change his gentle and gentle smile as soft as water. "I'm afraid I'm going to get bored of the princess again?"

Youmeng looked at him very deeply: "Then have you ever loved them?"

She saw Feng Qiwu's face in the mirror was slightly stunned, but it was quickly covered up without any trace: "The love of male pets can be easily given. If they need me to say love, I will say it."

"This is just your obedience as a male lover, and the love I talk about is based on your own mood and likes and dislikes." She held the hand he placed on her shoulder, turned her head directly, looked up at him, "Will you be happy, angry, sorrowful, and happy because of the feeling of being alone?"

His brief silence made Youmeng see a hint of incomprehensible hesitation.

"The love of a princess, the male favorite, is regarded as the most humble and indescribable love in the world, but it is the most luxurious and powerless love in the world." He held Youmeng's hand with both hands and placed it on her knees, slowly squatting in front of her, with his eyes facing each other to show sincerity, "They can love anyone, or no one can love."

His honesty made Youmeng feel cold. He thought that a man as delicate as him must be the most passionate and ruthless person in the world.

"It's like my name, Qiwu." At least he held Youmeng's palm tightly and he didn't lie, "We are not butterflies who love flowers. What we look for throughout our lives is not lovers, but people we can rely on."

Youmeng did not refute his beliefs, but just looked at each other: "But the phoenix is ​​not an ordinary bird, and the tree it lives in is definitely not an ordinary tree."

"It seems..." The smile in his eyes became deep, "Princess, do you know the true meaning of Fengqi Wutong?"

She and he smiled and stared at each other's eyes, and used a wonderful tacit understanding to recite together: "Good birds, choose trees to live on."

And they all secretly added the same sentence in their hearts: Choose the master and serve.

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Note: [1]六[luán]六: A handsome man played with by high-ranking officials as women, referring to a handsome man who was used to play with by others in the past.
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