Wei Dabao furtively glanced at the government officials around him holding menacing sticks. His Adam's apple moved violently as bean-sized sweat beads dripped from his triple-layered fat chin onto the bluestone floor, forming a small puddle.
His fingers clutched the edge of his clothing tightly, causing the expensive brocade fabric to wrinkle fiercely.
He was uncertain whether the affairs with the Champion Marquis's household were related to the jade pendant he lent Han Lei, but without the pendant at hand, he couldn't explain now!
If only he'd had the foresight not to let his greed get the better of him then, when he rashly lent out the pendant.
"Han Lei?"
Just as Wei Dabao's voice fell, Princess Changle abruptly rose from her seat, the pearls on her golden hairpin shaking violently. "You know Han Lei?"
