บท 62: Gathering by Wan River (II)

In late March, the grass grew long, and the birds flew. The willows turned green, and flowers blossomed. The sky was blue.

The pavilion by the Wan River was filled with people. A few older servants were serving fresh seasonal fruits. Pear blossoms were in full bloom, and the sight was breathtaking. More than 10 handsome, young Langjuns were seated in the pavilion, enjoying the snacks and fruits.

The oldest Langjun was around 20, and the youngest was slightly older than 10. None of the males were around the same age, but they were all good-looking.

Jiang Pengji watched the screen as it steadily filled with comments about the beautiful men. She secretly rolled her eyes. She did not understand her audience's tastes.

These Langjuns were indeed beautiful. They were all wearing brightly colored outfits with flowers in their hair and powder on their faces. They were more beautiful than the flowers!

To be blunt, though, it was more like a gathering of crossdressers!