Lady of Peach Blossoms

Wanyan Liang burst into laughter. "Brother Tang Kuo, you're being far too honest. The one in the palace isn't watching the imperial treasury every moment of every day. The people beneath him naturally have all sorts of ways to deal with such matters. Why should people like us worry about it?"

Song Qingshu was deeply moved. In his previous life, he had read an anecdote: near the end of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor had always regarded eggs as extremely precious and rare delicacies, because the Imperial Household Department told him that a single egg cost dozens of taels of silver. Even the emperor had felt a pang of pain whenever he ate one. Who would have thought that common folk could buy eggs for only a few copper coins? At the time, Song Qingshu had been utterly unable to understand how the Imperial Household Department could be so outrageously bold as to openly profit from the emperor. Tonight's events finally gave him some insight.

"Brother Tang Kuo, I feel rather sorry about what happened tonight. There's no point staying here any longer. Come, let's go to my residence. I'll treat you to more wine." Wanyan Liang rose to his feet and warmly reached over to pull Song Qingshu along.

"Your Highness is too kind..." Song Qingshu hurriedly searched for an excuse to refuse. What a joke. Though the thought of playing with a prince's women was somewhat tempting, he understood even better that there was no such thing as a free lunch. In the end, he would surely have to pay an even greater price.

"Could it be that Brother Tang Kuo has the Jin Dynasty's Number One Beauty with him every day, so he thinks the women in my residence are all cheap powder and vulgar rouge, beneath