"My dear Mei, trickery is a form of art, and your reaction is the most beautiful reward for a humble scholar,"
Meanwhile, on the other side of the door. Hue Qing observed the scene, her heart pounding wildly at the thought of being discovered.
'I should tell father that it will be completely impossible to seduce such a man who is so happily married...' she thought, feeling a bitter sting of jealousy prick her chest.
For her, the complicity between BaiShe and Zhi Mei was obvious. She lowered her eyes to her own hands, which were trembling slightly.
"This woman is so lucky... Unfortunately, I have never been blessed by the Dao..." she murmured to herself in a breath, before silently walking away down the corridor, overwhelmed by her own feeling of inferiority.
