"Hold on, bring Li Yuande here, I want to see if he is really drunk." The Emperor spoke.
The Imperial Concubine Liu's face changed, and she said softly, "Your Majesty, he is usually fond of making a fuss, being drunk makes it worse. Please, don't let him spoil your and the dowager's good mood."
"Not to worry. I want to see what Li Yuande is up to and teach him one or two lessons." The Emperor responded.
Imperial Concubine Liu opened her mouth to argue, but eventually closed it. She stared at Li Yuande, thinking wasn't he supposed to be romancing a woman? How come Bai Ruozhu looked unfazed while he was the one drunk? Was he really drunk? A cold light flashed in her eyes—she had to watch carefully.
Li Yuande was dragged to the Emperor by the guards, still muttering and cursing, "What are you dragging me for? Be careful or I'll paddle your asses!" He then spouted a series of vulgarities that made the women at the scene blush.
