Yan Junyu had somehow drawn closer, his eyes intently fixed on Mo Yan as he spoke to Xiao Ruiyuan. With his visage suffused by alcohol, he looked even more enticing and compelling, making the radiant lights of the hall seem dull in comparison. The sight caused the faces of the palace maids standing in the hall to blush and even the Little Eunuchs couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.
Clearly, Yan Junyu had drunk too much, or else he wouldn't have lost his composure so in his speech. His mind was clear; he knew there were things that shouldn't be said, yet he couldn't stop himself from speaking his mind right in front of Xiao Ruiyuan.
"Shut up!"
Xiao Ruiyuan's face darkened in an instant, and with a stealthy force, he pushed Yan Junyu back to his seat. Had the occasion been different, he would have thrown him into the icy pool outside the hall to sober him up.
