The laughter of Concubine Xu was nothing like that of a well-bred lady; it was bewitchingly enchanting.
Initially, the man in black had thought that Concubine Xu had detected his presence, considering her increased vigilance.
It wasn't until he saw her fixedly staring at the script in her hand, showing no sign of noticing his arrival.
Curious, he glanced over and saw what was written on it.
The concubine chuckled, "Is the Prince feeling jealous? What a strong scent of vinegar!"
"Jealous? Are you unaware that the very smell I detest most is that of vinegar?" the Prince muttered under his breath as he sniffed around, detecting no such smell.
After reading this exchange, the man in black couldn't help but smile a little. This script was somewhat normal, at least.
"You idle everyday, better to read more poetry and improve your sentiment."
Concubine Xu had just taken a big bite of watermelon when she suddenly heard a faint voice, startling her nearly to the point of choking.