Wei Xue lowered her eyes and went to make a pot of tea.,This is a place where we talk about romantic affairs and have nothing to do with mundane matters. All the people here are performers who only sell their art, not themselves. We have both men and women, and they are skilled in all sorts of things: music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songwriting, singing, dancing, theater, and casual chatter. We've got it all.,"No." Lan You suddenly pulled a face, feigning menace: "It's the Duke of Dingbei."。