Lian An took the wine in his hand and filled it up for the person sitting in front of him.
"Ha" the man laughed contemptuously, "Who gave you permission to come out? Are everyone rebelling now? Come on! Take her back to the cold palace for me. Without my permission, she will not be allowed to step out of the cold palace for the rest of her life!"
Lian An didn't wait for the servant to come up, so he put the wine bottle on the table, tidied himself up, and stepped out.
Don't look back, don't think.
"Your Majesty, please." The servant raised his arm and pointed in the direction of the path ahead.
Intention: Cherish