As he thought, Li Qingming did not slow his pace in the slightest and quickly headed for Xu Tianran's laboratory.
When he arrived again, the young man dressed in black robes was still standing there.
He cast Li Qingming an indifferent glance.
However, this time, he did not say anything. Instead, he respectfully stepped aside and allowed Li Qingming to enter swiftly.
As Li Qingming quickly entered the room, Xu Tianran was sitting silently on the leather sofa.
His expression carried both indifference and stillness.
A rare trace of exhaustion showed in his dark violet eyes.
His long purple hair had been tied into a ponytail.
He leaned there silently, a sense of quietness present even in his refined features.
When he saw Li Qingming's unexpected visit, Xu Tianran's eyes visibly brightened for a moment.
He extended a hand, inviting Li Qingming to sit.
Then he raised his hand and pushed a bottle of wine from beside him directly toward Li Qingming.
"Do you drink, Qingming?"
"This is fine wine. Ordinary people could not buy it even if they wanted to. It is specially supplied to the imperial family."
Xu Tianran smiled at Li Qingming as he spoke.
There was rarely any of the imperial family's coldness or the composure of royal nobility in his eyes.
At this moment, there was only exhaustion in his gaze—or rather, helplessness that came from the depths of his bones.
Li Qingming did not know the specifics, but Xu Tianran truly seemed deeply subdued. He did not even intend to waste words.
Li Qingming raised his hand, looked at the bottle, and calmly poured the wine into a glass before draining it in one gulp.
A fiery sensation spread through him. This was the first time this body had ever drunk alcohol.
However, for