In the teahouse, that was his Xiao Jiang Yu, and in the court, that was his Song Yuan'an.
Wedge
"Master Hou, you've been here for three days, why don't you get the idea? There are so many good girls, why do you insist on relying on me?"
Hou Rui looked at the man in front of him, with a cynical smile on his handsome face in a long robe, and his fan was swinging wildly. "Mr. Jiang, I had a dream a few days ago." Jiang Yu glanced at him, with an indescribable charm in his eyes. "To interpret your dream, you should ask the fortune teller of Tianqiao, rather than me, a storyteller."
Hou Rui lowered his eyes and chuckled, then looked up at him, with invisible affection in his eyes, "But it was you I dreamed about."
Intention: Take it easy