The "drunk" Prince Wu'an, his old face flushed to the color of pig liver, with blue veins on his forehead throbbing relentlessly.
Seeing the situation was not good, the Heir of Prince Wu'an feared that in a moment of impulsiveness, his old father might have a fierce argument with Empress Dowager Zheng, which would bring disgrace upon themselves.
Although the Crown Prince had not spoken a word, his gaze grew increasingly cold…
The Heir of Prince Wu'an immediately rose to take his leave, supporting Prince Wu'an by holding his arm, half-supporting, half-dragging him out.
It was already late spring, nearing early summer, and the night breeze carried a hint of sultry heat. The night wind blew against the heated mind of Prince Wu'an, but it did little to cool his head, and he frequently turned back in anger, glaring in the direction of Jingyang Palace.
