Jiang Ning felt cold and didn't want to sit with the infatuated old man any longer.
She put down the empty wine jug, stood up, and felt dizzy.
"Your Majesty, if you don't want to go back, just stay here. Uh, I'm going back to sleep," Jiang Ning said, supporting herself on the table.
The Emperor glanced at her, "What are you here for, anyway?"
Jiang Ning pointed at herself, "What am I here for? Of course, to clear my name. Don't keep me locked up, let me see my parents and siblings!"
Maybe it was the courage the wine gave her that made her chatter endlessly, "Otherwise, why would I go through the trouble of making these mooncakes for the ghosts? I really don't understand, why don't you take care of your good son while you're alive! If this continues, he'll rebel!"
The Emperor listened quietly, unmoved.