A mansion, countless carriages, horses, and servants, a thousand taels of silver, and several handsome companions. Lin Mu could barely hold back her laughter.
Lin Mu pushed open the door. The first thing she saw was someone leaning sideways on the bed, wearing a thin, translucent veil that seemed about to slip off. Much of their skin was bare, and a few strands of hair concealed a hint of pink. What a pretty sight.
They had just the right air of seeming reluctant while secretly inviting her closer. Lin Mu smiled and closed the door. She was exceptionally perceptive: the moment she opened it, she sensed that something had been added to the incense burning in the room.
