<blockquote>“Have you ever… you know…” Shi Qingxuan fanned himself. He was lying on the bed while He Xuan worked, his scrolls spread out over the floor. “Been with a woman?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know. Intimately.”
He Xuan hesitated. “…why?”
“I’m just curious. We’re best friends, shouldn’t we know this kind of thing about each other?”
“What possible use could you have for that information?”
“What if you’re kidnapped by lustful ghosts? What if someone falls in love with you and asks me to mediate? What if your life is in danger and only the Martial Emperor’s virgin-detecting sword can save you?”
“His what?”
Shi Qingxuan laughed. “You know how the Emperor is about swords,” he said, which didn’t answer He Xuan’s question at all. “You won’t tell me? I’ll keep it a secret, I swear on my brother’s life.”</blockquote>
➤ beefleaf in feelings but it doesn't actually happen
