Dingbei Marquis Mansion.
The north wind lifted the curtain, and a tall, slender figure appeared silently in the study.
Shen Yanchuan was reading a letter at his desk. Without looking up at the sound, he spoke in a placid tone.
"The Xie Family is in total chaos. Are you sure you're not going back to check on things?"
Xie Anbai, who had just sat down, looked utterly exasperated. He irritably fanned open his bone fan and draped it over his face.
"I came here for some peace and quiet. Why won't you let me have it?"
As if he'd heard a joke, Shen Yanchuan finally lifted his gaze to look at him, a faint, unreadable smile on his lips.
"In the entire Capital City, aside from the Imperial Palace, my residence is probably the least quiet. And yet, this is where you chose to come?"
Xie Anbai leaned his head back against the chair and let out a long sigh.
"I haven't had a decent night's sleep in days. I'm begging you, have mercy. Just let me sleep for a bit, will you?"
