It really was quite the coincidence.
No sooner had Bai Daqing been incarcerated than Dongfang Jian awoke from his coma.
A young man stood respectfully at the bedside, waiting for Dongfang Jian's instructions.
"Bai Daqing has really been imprisoned?" Dongfang Jian asked in a deep voice.
"Your subordinate has confirmed it, Bai Daqing has indeed been locked up in the dungeon." The young man replied respectfully.
"What is the charge?"
"Attempting to assassinate the Prince Consort."
"Oh?" Dongfang Jian's lips curled into a smile, "That's great! Really great! That old coot Bai Daqing has finally fallen!"
"My lord, don't celebrate too soon," the young man said, "As long as Bai Daqing is alive, there's a chance he could turn things around..."