The banquet at the Imperial Family's private residence quickly drew to a close.
At least, for some people, the day's banquet had already lost the expectations originally bestowed upon it.
During the event, Li Changxing only made a brief appearance before hastily departing.
Before leaving, he glanced in Wang Anfeng's direction.
The latter was speaking to Xue Qinshuang, his body turned to the side, unaware of Li Changxing's gaze and without turning back. Although the banquet was private and not bound by many formalities, Wang Anfeng's and Xue Qinshuang's actions were too conspicuous to ignore, especially when many from the noble clans respectfully watched him.
The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly.
If it weren't for the presence of so many watchful eyes, he would almost have lost his composure. Managing to maintain a stern face, he narrowly preserved the royal dignity, cursing silently to himself.
Slave to his desires...
