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Longyang stood still between the two of them. He had slipped out of the banquet hall, intending to find a quiet place to take a good nap. Had it not been for this brat's sobbing being far too noisy, he would have planned to pretend he heard nothing and sleep away without a single worry.

He really couldn't fucking bear to listen to this kind of one-sided, relentlessly pestered, and thoroughly abused lousy drama any longer.

"What are you crying for? Is it any use crying to a person like this?"

Longyang walked straight over to her side, grabbed her wrist, and intended to leave. She pulled her hand back in an attempt to resist, only to be met with a low, fierce glare from his lowered eyes.

"In his mind, there are only poetry and court politics, not you. Oh, right, there is also a woman who is completely good for nothing except being pretty. Even so, are you still going to stay here and make a spectacle of yourself?"

"..."

"Let's go." Leaving no room for refusal, Longyang dragged her away, glancing back slightly at Li Chenjing, who stood in his original spot like a wooden figure. "What is the Chief Counselor still lingering here for? Didn't you say there is something going on at the residence, so shouldn't you hurry back and handle it?"

As if he hadn't heard a thing, Li Chenjing still stood there with a cold and detached air.

That attitude of not taking anyone seriously made Longyang let out a cold huff. "The Chief Counselor isn't without experience, is he? Telling her to get lost directly and stay far away from you—is that really so hard? I'd appreciate it if the Chief Counselor could be a bit more decisive and prompt the next