Inside the side chamber.
Li Jisheng detailed his plan to test Chen Yi, while Qin Qingluo listened without expressing much opinion.
Though she didn't know what sort of appearance Feng Lan, the top courtesan of Jinya Pavilion, had, she was certain Li Jisheng had calculated the odds. In such a renowned pavilion, even if Feng Lan didn't embody National Beauty, she wouldn't be far from it.
Time passed silently until the door was tapped lightly, and a maid returned with news.
Qin Qingluo inquired, "Has he entered?"
"He came out quickly, clothes neat and proper," the maid replied respectfully.
Qin Qingluo frowned slightly.
Clothes neat and proper—did he not even touch her?
Wasn't he supposed to be hopelessly lecherous?
Beside her, Li Jisheng sighed and said, "Prince, didn't I tell you? This young man shuns female company. Perhaps he has the love of Long Yang."
