Xiao Jinghan reached out and grabbed Yi Qing's collar, wanting to run away the moment he saw him. He felt guilty no matter what.
"Where does Madame want to go?" Xiao Jinghan smiled faintly.
Yi Qing felt that he was finished. He would probably be treated as an account later, "General, you are too busy, I won't disturb you anymore."
"Not at all." Xiao Jinghan picked up Yi Qing and carried him away.
"Where to?" Yi Qing was shocked.
"Didn't Madam like to see the two young masters of the Yuan Family? I'll take Madame to see you. "
"I'm just asking."
"Your husband is serious."
The two young masters of the Yuan family were having a poetry gathering at the Clear Cloud Pavilion today. Quite a number of prodigies were present in the capital. Some of the noble ladies were hiding on the second floor to watch the poetry meet with their husbands.