After Ye Xun and Xiang He had left, Yang Qing sat in complete silence as he reflected on the day's events, especially the things that happened towards the end of the day.
His eyes kept inadvertently falling on the wine gourd he was still embracing tightly.
Yang Qing stared at the cork intently before ultimately shaking his head as he decided against opening it and seeing its contents.
He decided if he was going to open it, it would be in the comfort of his abode and he also wanted to see the celestial nesting weaver's reaction when it saw the gourd.
Despite its nasty personality and incorrigible behavior of treating Yang Qing like its man slave and sucking him dry of any valuable resources any chance it got, it had a great eye for treasures.