Qin Muyan went to the Imperial Court to handle some governmental affairs for Qin Rulie. Sitting in the warm pavilion, he heaved a deep sigh.
Wei Jue, attending by his side, said, "Your Highness, you've been pretending for so long, it must have been really hard."
Qin Muyan picked up the teacup and took a sip, his handsome face losing its previous cheer, "Imperial Brother, don't worry. As long as the imperial grandmother is happy, that's enough."
These words sounded deeply disheartening.
Qin Muyan's interest in and tolerance for Rong Yun, as well as his satisfaction, were all feigned!
All for Qin Rulie and the Empress Dowager to see.
