"Under pomegranate skirts there are no gentlemen; upon the willow-shaded banks there are guests. On the stage, actors bare much flesh; in the temple, pilgrims kowtow until their heads bleed."
Holding the microphone in one hand and wrapping his other arm around the princess's slender waist, Pangzi sang a passionate duet, the two of them bowing deeply to each other three times at the climax.
Right there in the moment, they practically worshipped heaven and earth.
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