Wu Jinmai's POV
Whoever created these lists of beauties—he or she is the reason for all these problems.
I look at Wu Lin. She was beautiful, skinny, and had the big assets that a man desires for a woman. Her porcelain skin shines the best.
"By the way, Shanguan Zu Jin, did the empress know about this case?" Li Jin asks.
I poured wine into Li Jin's cup, then to Zhao Feng.
"No. I didn't tell her. I just told her that I wouldn't be sleeping in her chamber tonight. I received this memorial this afternoon. I think the official in this town was worried about this incident," A'Zu replied.
"What is your name?" Xu Jiaxu asks. The rest of them look at me and stop looking at Wu Lin's performance.
"Me, milord?" I ask, pointing my finger to my body. He nodded and sipped his wine.
"My name is He Bai, milord."
"He Bai? It looks like the right hand of this pavilion owner like you," Xu Jiaxu says.
