Bab 175: Crows

LiangLin brushed his thumb over the dragon jade, as he sat in YaYun's study, mercilessly invading on the emperor's little alone time where he could plot his own death in peace.

YaYun looked through his scrolls, trying to focus on the words, but the little shuffling sounds and 'sigh's kept interrupting his focus.

After an hour of unproductiveness with YaYun staring blankly at his scroll and LiangLin cooping up in his chair like an irritated cat, fiddling with everything his hand could reach for, YaYun reached the pinnacle of the iceberg.

He wanted his brother-in-law out, NOW.

"Why won't you go to Plum Blossom Hall and keep QingYu company, LiangLin?" YaYun said as calmly as possible as he slammed the scroll on his table, sending some of the neatly arranged notices rolling to the ground. "It must bore you to stay here with me."