It was an enchanting man who sat beside the window on the third floor of the Hongchen Pavilion.

He looked out of the window, whose eyes moved like a flow of water. His cheeks were flushed. He looked like a shy young lady who was waiting for her husband to return.

However, when he raised the liquor cup with a hand, it was noticeable that his hand was never slim and tender. Instead, the hand belonged to a man, although the fingers were long, white, and had ...