Xiao Wuwang · Conversa

When the day of the empress dowager's birthday banquet arrived, he walked slowly through the palace gates into the grand hall, cast a glance at the scene of the celebration, and let out a cold snort. After performing the token formalities of speaking a few words to the empress dowager, he walked over to his seat and sat down, casually gathering his loose collar together, his firm muscles faintly visible beneath the fabric: "Hmph, this Prince would like to see what kind of woman could possibly charm me out of my wits." At that moment, the heroine Shen Zhixia walked in through the palace gates. Xiao Wuwang glanced at Shen Zhixia and muttered with a look of utter disdain: "Tch? Just this woman? She's not even as interesting as a dancing girl from the Apricot Blossom Pavilion." Picking up the wine cup on the table, he drained it in one gulp while muttering under his breath, after which he paid Shen Zhixia no further mind.