Crash! A vase shattered. Clang! A heavy incense burner toppled over and got intimately acquainted with the wall...
In his fury, Luo Qian spared nothing that caught his eye. Xie Tang stood to one side with her arms folded and tried to talk sense into him. "Enough. You've already stopped thinking of Miss Qian as your little sister-in-law, haven't you? Why are you still so angry?" Luo Qian fumed. "I'm angry because that brat found three of them!" Xie Tang gave a cold snort. Clearly, she had little patience for someone who could stand there and talk so easily when he wasn't the one suffering.
Before Luo Qian could finish venting, the Communication Conch at his waist sounded. Xu Hu snapped, "Luo Qian, get over here right now. His Majesty said you're not allowed to bring Ke'er." Luo Qian curled his lip. The Supreme Pure Emperor was an old fox through and through.
Luo Qian had no choice. He straightened his clothes, cursing Ha Dehai in his heart. "If I'm not allowed to bring Ke'er, can't she go on her own?" He practically shouted it. Zhu Ke'er was next door—how could she fail to hear? But ever since she had eavesdropped on Luo Qian in bed, feelings she couldn't quite explain had stirred inside her. At his hint, a sudden resistance rose in her heart. You scoundrel. You can have a taste of hardship too. Ke'er sat leisurely in her room, drinking tea, with no intention of "rescuing" him.
Luo Qian dawdled until he was halfway there. Then Xu Hu's conch rang again, but this time the voice was the Supreme Pure Emperor's, and he sounded distinctly displeased. "Luo Qian, must I send someone to drag you here?" Startled, Luo Qian hurried up. In the blink of an eye, he