"Gu Changqing regarded him indifferent and no longer spoke.
There was not a deep-rooted animosity between Gu Changqing and Tang Yueshan. The misfortune that had befallen onto the Gu Family’s military merely stemmed from their alignment in different factions. Whether or not it involved Tang Yueshan was almost irrelevant. The men of the Gu Family military would still have suffered, no matter whose hands they might have ended up in.
However, an irreparable conflict had sprung up between Gu Changqing and Tang Ming. Tang Yueshan could not possibly leave Tang Ming unprotected, so his relationship with Tang Yueshan was now also beyond the point of return.
In such a case, there was no need to falsely maintain civility.
The more nonchalantly Gu Changqing behaved, the greater Tang Yueshan’s rage grew: "Won’t admit it, will you? Very well, don’t blame me for my lack of compassion! Servants! Bring the torture instruments!"
"What are you about to commit, Tang?"
The unhurried voice of the Marquis of Xuanping slowly echoed from the outer side of the punishment room.
He was a man who wouldn’t bother with the morning court, yet he’d gotten up bright and early today for Gu Changqing. Honestly, it was quite tiresome.
The Marquis of Xuanping yawned lazily and leaned against the door, squinting sleepily inside: "Such gruesome stuff so early in the morning... Doesn’t seem too pleasant, does it?"
Tang Yueshan glared at the Marquis of Xuanping with fiery eyes: "Xiao Ji, you’d do well to keep out of this matter!"
The Marquis of Xuanping, utterly tired, yawned again.
Even when he yawned, it was quite delightful to the eyes.
He lifted his gaze casually, throwing a fleeting glance at Tang Yueshan and said, "Regrettably, I simply love meddling. Particularly now that you’ve become the Grand Marshal of all the world’s armies and snatched my military authority. As I see it, my heart should be at least a bit disturbed. Hmm, yes, I must meddle."
Tang Yueshan: "..."
Tang Yueshan held in his rage and retorted: "You think you can interfere? I was personally appointed Grand Marshal by the Empress Dowager! In the military camp, I’m feared for my official ranks and not my position as a marquis! My rank surpasses yours, how can you meddle in my affairs?!"
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