Koala Reads

"The sun set and the moon rose. Night had fallen, but the liveliness in a private room on the Tian floor of the Delicacy Tower showed no sign of abating."

"The musicians from the Melody Workshop who had been invited to play the zither had been replaced by a group of dancers in revealing clothing, their movements lascivious. The thick smell of alcohol wafted through the air. The young gentlemen who had been composing poems and verses earlier were now flushed from the wine. They had long since given up on using their brains and were instead drunkenly enjoying the dancers' performance."

"The Prince of Xuan, with a poor tolerance for alcohol, had already slumped over the table, sound asleep."

"Leaning against the cushion behind him, the Prince of Huai's head bobbed to the rhythm of the music. His eyes were fixed intently on a dancer in the middle of the dance floor who bore a striking resemblance to Su Qingyu. A hint of obsession flickered in his eyes."