Song Yuanbao scratched his head, "I..."
Before he could finish, Zhao Xi had already lifted the curtain and entered the flower hall.
Song Yuanbao had no choice but to follow.
Ye Rong and the others had been waiting for a while. Seeing Song Yuanbao come in last, he scolded, "Dragging your feet, what were you doing back there?"
"I was getting some fresh air, is that not allowed?" Song Yuanbao pouted.
"Acting like a woman." Ye Rong mocked him, then turned with a smile to invite Zhao Xi to sit down.
Song Yuanbao snorted softly and took the initiative to lift the wine pot to pour for Zhao Xi.
When it was his turn, he only poured himself half a cup.
Ye Rong glared, "Have you forgotten the etiquette of offering a full cup? Who drinks only half a cup?"
Song Yuanbao said lazily, "I caught a cold yesterday, and this morning my mother repeatedly warned me not to drink too much."
Ye Rong rolled his eyes at him, "Bringing out your mother to back you up, what a poor excuse."
