"Beautiful!" Xie Xun blurted out, his arm hooked around Fengyu's waist, his gaze alluring. "Whose young gentleman is this? How is it that I've never seen him before?"
Fengyu traced her slender finger lightly across his chest, her voice trailing off like a delicate whisper, "He belongs to Xie Xun's household."
Xie Xun, who had been teasing, now found himself captivated, his mouth dry and his thoughts ablaze. This little girl had been so innocent at Xiyanshan, still putting on an air of propriety when he flirted, chastising him for his lack of decorum. Yet now, at Mudan Building, she seemed to have mastered the art of seduction without a teacher.
No! Someone must have taught her.
Or perhaps, with their engagement solidified, she had grown bold.
Mudan Building's main hall was dedicated to performances by the young women. Surrounding the main hall were six smaller pavilions, with the easternmost one serving as the residence of Lady Thirteen and the other performers.
