Wei Mingqi was playing the clay flute when he felt a weight on his shoulder. Lowering his gaze, he saw Yongjia resting her head on him.
The distinct fragrance of a woman drifted into Wei Mingqi's nostrils, and he straightened up abruptly.
With her support gone, Yongjia slumped over, slowly waking up. "How did I fall asleep?" she asked.
Seeing that Yongjia was awake, Wei Mingqi said, "Commandery Princess, you should go back and get some rest."
Yongjia stood up. "Mm."
Worried that something might happen to Yongjia on the way back while she was still groggy, Wei Mingqi followed behind, escorting her all the way to her courtyard.
He waited until he saw her enter her room and the lights flicker on inside before turning to leave.
But as soon as he turned, he ran into Jianxi, whose face was livid.
Jianxi hissed in a low, furious voice, "Wei Mingqi, you'd better be clear about your own status. Yongjia is not someone you can covet!"
