"Who cares about all that," Gu Jinghui muttered to Qin Yuan, "The Emperor suddenly summoned me, saying he wants me to go. The imperial guard isn't even under my purview. This arrangement makes it seem like the Emperor values me, but who knows what others think. I haven't even heard of a prayer session - one doesn't go to Dazao Temple for fasting without a three-day notice. Not eating tonight won't help, especially since I had wine at lunch."
Saying this, he poured all the ingredients into the noodle bowl.
Qin Yuan held her forehead, "If you can't finish, why not share some?"
Gu Jinghui replied, "I can finish it, though it's not right to eat so much at night."
Cui Ming and Hong Ye glanced at each other but kept their heads down.
Gu Jinghui said, "You two should rest outside; I'll have a chat with my wife."
Both of them left.
Only then did Gu Jinghui feel comfortable; he ate quickly, maintaining his posture.
Qin Yuan silently accompanied him.
