The spring sun cast diamond-shaped patterns onto the blue bricks through the bamboo blinds of the guest villa. Zhao Er lounged on a luohan bed, eyeing the lotus seed soup brought by the maid Chuntao. He suddenly recalled what Madame Li had said yesterday: "Once it's done, I'll reward you with a concubine-in-waiting." He licked his lips and deliberately wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.
"Enjoy your meal, Young Master Lin," Chuntao said, curtsying. As she turned, the silver bells on her cuffs emitted a faint chime.
"Wait," Zhao Er spoke up. "How long have you been with Miss Jiang?"
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