C65

Xiao He didn't remember how long he slept at the banquet. When he opened his eyes in a daze, what entered his sight was the hanging pearl white ceiling, and the four walls were all covered by a graceful and dainty pearl red bedspread. His temples throbbed, and from time to time, his head would feel the pain of a blunt instrument rubbing against it. Only then did he remember, oh, so he was drunk