The most spoiled and demanding of your concubines, Layin has always gotten away with a number of vexatious behaviors. Perhaps that is why he doesn't understand why he is being so cruelly punished this time.

"Empress," he begs shakily, dropping his usual impudence to kneel in front of you, clinging to your clothes. "Punish me, talk to me, look at me. I won't do it again, I promise. I'll be good."

All he needs is a mere glance from you to feel satisfied, your cold demeanor enough to bring tears to his eyes. An irritated whine escapes his lips as he wipes his eyes, frustrated and hurt.