Eight delicacies and jade food, wine cups in close succession, amidst the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo, cups were exchanged. The hall resounded with music and dance, presenting a scene of peace and prosperity, a grand banquet that could hardly be found anywhere else in the world.
Bai Qingyan's uncle, Dong Qingping, sat below, being mocked by his colleagues for the scratch marks at the corner of his eyes, calling him henpecked. They teased that if he continued to indulge his wife, she might end up controlling the Dong family just like the Empress of Yan did, bringing shame to Dong Qingping.
Xiao Rongyan paused slightly while pouring wine, then calmly filled the cup and lifted it, casting his gaze downward.
The moment Xiao Rongyan's gaze fell on Dong Qingping, Bai Qingyan felt a chill. Xiao Rongyan was the youngest and most beloved son of the Empress of Yan.