Even a clean sweep against these sons of nobility wouldn't have been enough to catch his eye.
He slouched in his chair, gaze lowered, his posture as indifferent as ever. He showed no sign of interest.
Cui Mingrui glanced toward the high platform, then looked down at his wife. "Do you want to watch a match?"
"No," Princess Anning said, shaking her head, her expression cool. "I'm going riding."
She hadn't attended a banquet in a long time. She had only agreed to come today because Cui Mingrui, unable to bear seeing her cooped up, had persuaded her to come out for a change of scenery.
Hearing she wanted to ride, Cui Mingrui didn't press the issue. He personally selected a docile mare and helped her mount. After she galloped away with a crack of her whip, he stood there for a moment longer before finally making his way toward the high platform.
