Old Schoolmates

It was early summer in Chang'an. Though it wasn't that hot, the rich had already set ice pots in their rooms. The breeze flowed across the rooms, leaving coolness in the room, making it feel like winter.

Master Chu was sweating, and he kept his shirt open. He couldn't stop waving the cattail leaf fan in his hand, because he felt so hot after hearing the news; it felt that even his heart was burning.

"Is it true? Really?" He stared at Chu Youxian, asking in a low and mysterious voice, "Don't say it if it's inconvenient for you. Just give me a wink."

Chu Youxian looked at his father, then he sighed and face-palmed because he didn't know how to answer it. Though the rumor had been spreading in the house recently, he simply couldn't admit it.