She was distraught. In truth, even she did not quite understand what was happening.
Though older women craved nourishment more, she was no loose woman who would lust after anyone she met.
Yet, for some reason, the instant she saw the man before her, all her attention seemed drawn to him, and she completely lost control of her reason.
Fang Yang remained calm and natural, but many guests turned their eyes toward him. Seeing the woman from the White Jade Tower, who enjoyed quite a reputation in Chang'an, willingly waiting on him with painstaking care like an abandoned, resentful lover, they were rather dumbfounded.
Envy and jealousy stirred in their hearts to varying degrees.
"Who is that? How could he entrance Madam Zhang like this?"
"No idea. His face is completely unfamiliar. I've never seen him before. But Madam Zhang retired many years ago, and from the look of it, she seems desperate to enjoy herself with this man again."
"How enviable. Who knows when I'll have such luck with women? Madam Zhang was once Chang'an's foremost courtesan. She's only a little older now, no longer as beautiful as she used to be."
"Drink! Keep drinking! This is so depressing!"
"..."
The group sighed with countless emotions, growing more envious and jealous the more they talked.
Then, the next moment...
Ding!
A clear chime rang out, so pleasing to the ear, so beautiful, swaying gently in the wind and instantly drawing everyone's attention.
The guests froze at once, standing there blankly as if unable to believe it, and turned around with difficulty.
Fang Yang was holding a cup of wine, leisurely drinking and admiring the scenery. Hearing the sound, he also turned around, just in time to see a woman emerge from her boudoir.
A beauty who could topple cities