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Since Liu Wuxie had come to Peach Blossom Island, he naturally had to follow the rules here. He knew he wouldn't be able to leave tonight if he didn't write something, so he took up the brush and fell silent for a brief moment.
More than a hundred poems already hung across the curtain in every style, some pretentious, some brazen, and some downright indecent.
When Liu Wuxie finally lowered his brush, it swept across the paper like a soaring dragon and wrote the first character.
The fragrant curtains stir, blossoms drift into the chambered tower.
A high-tuned zither sings, easing the slow sorrow of the night.
Silk robes and jeweled sash I loosen for you;
Songs of Yan and dances of Zhao unfold for you alone.
Liu Wuxie finished the poem in one flowing breath, then let out a slow exhale.
When the woman beside him read it, her eyes narrowed, shock spilling plainly across them. Though the women stayed in a brothel, they were knowledgeable and well-learned, and she could tell at a glance how exquisite this poem was.
"Young Master, you are truly talented. This is the finest poem I've seen in my life," the woman said, clapping gently, instantly...
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