The biting cold of the Northern Frontier was left outside the pavilion.
Li Junqing shook his head rather nonchalantly:
"The city will fall in a few days, might as well eat as much as you can while it's still possible."
Xu Yuan sat down with an odd expression and consciously took out a cup, pouring himself a drink:
"Currently, Northern Border City isn't completely surrounded. If the Third Prince wishes to flee... cough, wishes to leave, I reckon it wouldn't be too difficult, would it?"
The Third Prince smacked his lips and shook his head:
"I wish I could, but my imperial sister is stern and unyielding. If it's lockdown, it's lockdown—no one is allowed to leave."
Xu Yuan took a sip of the warm wine:
"But you are her dear brother, surely you deserve some special treatment."
"Tch..."
