The woman gave a soft laugh. "So what if this is Marquis Wu's Inner Abode? I've been here long enough. I just can't stand Lu Yuanzhen's prim, proper act. Compared to him, you're much more honest, young man... even if those roving eyes of yours keep darting everywhere..."
Uh, could we not bring that up?
Tang Changsheng felt a little awkward, but he also felt entirely justified. I'm a normal man!
What's wrong with looking? The sages judge deeds, not thoughts!
I was tempted, but I didn't do anything!
Apparently, that attitude suited the fox spirit perfectly.
She smiled. "Would you like to give it a try? I can give you time. That great beauty has been keeping a lonely bed for quite a while..."
"This is Marquis Wu's Inner Abode. Staying too long might not be wise," Tang Changsheng said. His words were mild, but his tone was firm.
What a joke. He was in dangerous territory, and he was not the sort to die beneath a peony and call himself a romantic ghost.
"How dull! Fine. Your martial uncle asked me to tell you this: once you leave, if someone invites you to a banquet, go with them. However many strange things you encounter, don't be afraid. At the end, find a moment to burn this Talisman paper, and your part will be done..."
"A banquet? I'm inside Marquis Wu's Residence. Who would invite me to a banquet?" The task seemed more baffling to Tang Changsheng by the moment.
The woman said no more. She merely waved a hand, and Tang Changsheng flew backward against his will, as though borne away on clouds and mist.
A door shut before his eyes, and only then did he stop. He had been sent right out of the room!
Tang Changsheng