After the two women were hauled into the inner hall by the eunuchs, a faint sound began to emerge from behind. At first, it was hard to discern what it was about, but after a while, the five people standing like wooden stakes outside generally understood the origin of that "sensual sound."
Yan Daoxin awkwardly touched his nose and turned his face to the side.
Even though there were gauze curtains and screens in front, and a considerable distance in between, he still felt unbearably awkward facing that direction.
"Isn't this... isn't this a bit too familiar with us?" He turned his head and whispered to Lu Qing and Zhu Yu, "At such an old age, is it really that urgent?"
"He's more than just familiar with us!" Zhu Yu frowned, "Just now, there must have been five eunuchs going in, right? Have you seen anyone come out?"
