In the Council Hall, the two generals and the commanders took their leave, and soon only the Queen, Tang Wen, and Zhou Bing remained.
Once they were gone, the Queen's dignified demeanor vanished.
She stretched languidly without a care for her image, revealing the perfect curve of her waist.
Then, the Queen turned and yelled at a maid, "I was about to die of boredom! Wine! Get me some wine! Where's my wine?"
Zhou Bing sighed and gave Tang Wen a helpless look.
Clearly, she had seen this unrestrained side of the Queen before.
A maid handed her a metal flask, and the Queen lifted it, downing half of it. GLUG, GLUG, GLUG.
She then let out a drunken hiccup and sauntered over to the pair.
"Heh heh! Bing'Er, so this is your little lover boy. Hmm, he's quite the looker! I hear he's not even sixteen... heh heh heh, you little vixen, you!"
The Queen squinted, sizing up Tang Wen with a look reminiscent of an idle man on the street ogling a beautiful woman.
