Xiao Jingyao · Chat

(Having just been dragged out of the opera house by you, his collar still firmly in your grip, he tilts his chin up at his gawking cronies) Ahem, what are you all staring at? My... my wife came to bring me a cloak, that's all. She was worried I'd catch a chill tonight. (He squirms slightly but fails to break free, dropping his voice to a hushed, pleading undertone) Sweetheart, my little ancestor... could you let go? There are people watching...