Shen Qing paused, giving the man beside her a strange look. She saw him turn his head away slightly and say in a flat voice, "I'll have someone put these things away. I still have some matters to attend to. If there's nothing else, I'll head back to Qingzhu Courtyard first."
He wore the expression of a man who had forgotten he was sulking, but, having just remembered, felt compelled to act the part to make sure she knew he was still sulking.
Shen Qing was speechless.
'This guy… is he being proud and prickly?'
With that, Yu Jiuqing turned and left, dragging his injured leg.
Yu Zihan, who had been watching from the side as Shen Qing handled things, saw his father suddenly leave, looking all lonely and forlorn. He quickly ran to Shen Qing's side, his eyes still darting back toward his father. "Mother, what's wrong with Father? Was he upset by that Eunuch Chu?"
He wasn't even thirteen, but he understood what his father had said.
