"And what of the steppe practice of men coming of age by practicing bedroom techniques with middle-aged women of their tribes? And you even call this your 'Coming-of-age Ceremony'." Ning Yi calmly replied, his eyes lowered as he smiled quietly. "You're a man whose slept with a half crone."
"You…"
"Stop!" Feng Zhiwei yelled, unable to bear it any longer.
What is happening!
How had assigning rooms turned into a volcanic eruption of personal insults? These two high nobility were better at swearing and insults that middle-aged women at the market!
"You and Gu Nanyi both take a room. We're neighbors. I will sleep in the outer room of the suite." Feng Zhiwei declared, pushing Helian Zheng and Gu Nanyi out of the room and slamming the door in their face.
Before she could even let out a relieved sigh, a cold voice commanded: "Fetch water. I want a bath."
