Huaisang just nods - honestly he's not expecting anything in front of other people, so he isn't surprised when Jiang Cheng just walks away. He wants to offer something, some kind of help, but the rest of his people had already left, there isn't anything he can offer.

"...Jiang Cheng are you drunk?" his brother stares at him, aghast. This is the last thing he needs. He shouldn't be surprised, he thinks, he doubts the other man would have slept with Huaisang in his throne room sober (sorry Huaisang), but he's still way, way drunker than he would have guessed initially.

"Shit. You can't ride your sword you'll fall off," also, asshole, your brother can't ride his sword at all because somebody has his golden core. "Can you meditate on a horse? Maybe we should take a boat... I know you can burn off alcohol with spiritual energy but..." but he'll need his energy to help save Jin Ling. Fuck.

Huaisang clears his throat.

"I can give him energy," he offers "he can use my energy to burn off the alcohol while we travel."