"I'll find you something suitable and quiet near the library with good access to the barracks. Though, in Qinghe, most things provide good access to the barracks."

Blushing more and trying not to crumble into a lustful mess, Huaisang reaches for another morsel, nibbling at it as he avoids Doul's gaze. "It depends upon your tastes. If you want a concubine, a mistress, directions to the nearest brothel, a respectable marriage and a place as a general... What sort of companionship pleases you?"