Chuzheng's voice caught the attention of many people, and Yann Qin's gaze fell on Changsun Hang.
Changsun Hang: "..."
What could he possibly want to say!
This woman is messing with me!
After stirring things up, Chuzheng leisurely took a sip of tea and shifted into spectator mode.
With everyone watching, Changsun Hang found himself in a difficult spot and had to randomly pick a topic, leaving no opportunity to bother Chuzheng again.
The Emperor arrived fashionably late with the Noble Consort, who looked more like the Emperor's daughter—young and beautiful.
The Empress, citing health issues, did not attend, likely due to dissatisfaction with the Emperor.
However, the Emperor did not care at all about the Empress's feelings, his mind consumed with beauties.
No wonder they are father and son!
With the big boss around, eating this meal was difficult; it was all about flattery, more flattery.
