Princess Chang Le had spoken, so after entering Qingyin Pavilion, Zhi Wan sat down beside her to watch the opera.
Today, the opera being performed at Qingyin Pavilion was Romance of the Western Chamber.
With a crash of gongs and drums on stage, the costumed actors emerged one by one from behind the curtain, singing their lines.
"Bravo!"
"Bravo!"
The audience members watching the show broke into thunderous applause, their cheers unending.
Zhi Wan, too, was watching with great interest.
When she got to an exciting part, she couldn't help but start clapping as well.
Princess Chang Le heard her, her gaze shifting from Shen Longjin to Zhi Wan.
She saw the girl's face, flushed with excitement and looking so adorably fresh that one felt an urge to take a little bite.
She watched Zhi Wan with amusement.
'She really is a fascinating one. No wonder a certain official surnamed Lu, a man who supposedly shuns women, was moved by mortal desire and even brought his scheme to me.'
