Let that woman come to Zhaoming Hall at the second watch of the night (2 am)

Xiang Rong saw Li Xianyun walking out from the Accounting Office, hurrying outside. From her trembling shoulders and the motion of wiping tears, it was evident she was crying in sorrow.

Xiang Rong's eyes were as cold as frost. How could there be such an ungrateful woman in this world?

Did she not know that the love she scorned was something others could not attain even if they spent their entire lives searching for it?

As Xiang Rong had expected, Murong Ce's love for Li Xianyun had reached a level of madness.

That very day, because of a single sentence from Li Xianyun, he set out to return to Houliang.

Completely ignoring the major events concerning the world he was plotting, wholly disregarding the punishment he would face for returning to the Capital City without an edict.

For a woman who did not love him, a woman who played him in the palm of her hand, he rashly threw everything away without a second thought.