The Restless Concubine
After Wang Yue climbed over the wall back from the Liu residence and escaped to his own courtyard, he didn't go upstairs to practice martial arts. Instead, he leisurely sipped tea downstairs.
Seeing his young master acting so out of character, Wang San couldn't figure out what had gotten into him this time. Ever since they'd come to Yangzhou City, his young master seemed to have changed.
Still, he thought one thing about his young master had improved: his tea-drinking, for instance.
In the past, his young master drank tea like a spoiled heir—which, of course, was exactly what he was. Now he drank it more like his father.
Just as Wang San was musing about this, he suddenly heard a noise outside the gate. Head Steward Ye asked in a quiet voice, "Is Young Master Wang resting?"
Wang San had nothing better to do, so as soon as he heard the question, he hurried outside. Before the gatekeeper could answer, he asked curiously, "What do you want with my young master?"
When Head Steward Ye saw Wang San, he recognized him as Wang Yue's personal attendant and hurriedly replied with great respect, "Third Master, Miss Liu's maid, Yin Hong, from next door, says she has something to discuss with your young master. I wasn't sure whether to let her in."
Head Steward Ye spoke this way because he'd seen Wang San give Yin Hong something. He wondered if Wang San had taken a liking to the little maid, and couldn't help adopting a slightly suggestive tone.
How could Wang San miss the look on Head Steward Ye's face? He thought with irritation, Yin Hong is certainly a sweet-looking girl, but she's just a young girl. How could I possibly be interested in her?
He was especially