In the General's Mansion.
In the small study room, Lu Yichen pushed the door open and entered. "You seemed quite happy when I left earlier. Why the long face now?"
Tang Jinghong, leaning back in his chair, tossed a document onto the table, "Qingzhi won't be able to join me this afternoon."
"Did she tell you why?"
Tang Jinghong's gaze dropped, concealing his emotions, yet he sighed softly, "She mentioned she had something to do but didn't go into details."
Lu Yichen took a seat, observing Tang Jinghong, "And that's got you down?"
Tang Jinghong shook his head slightly, "I'm not unhappy, just feeling a bit low in spirits."
Lu Yichen said casually, "A man should aim high and wide. Why let affairs of the heart bring you down?"
Tang Jinghong looked up, "Would you still say that if Wu Yaqing ignored you?"
"I'm trying to comfort you."
"Your comfort is rather weak."
Lu Yichen was speechless.