Midnight.
Chen Long had returned.
Covered in blood, he carried a man equally blood-soaked into the Miao King's courtyard.
The Miao King yawned, "Who is it, at this ungodly hour? After stirring up trouble at the Prime Minister's Mansion and then the Ministry of Justice, I'm exhausted."
He pushed open the door and saw... a corpse on the ground?
"Dead?"
"Still breathing."
Chen Long replied.
Yu Zichuan's figure flashed from the large tree, heading to the main courtyard.
Lu Yuan lay on the bed with his eyes closed: "You dare slap the Governor awake? You're done for."
Yu Zichuan's hand froze mid-air.
Bao Shu had woken Lu Yuan like that last time, but when it was his turn, it clearly wasn't allowed. Yu Zichuan felt quite frustrated.
The sound of Lu Yuan rising woke Meng Qianqian.
"Go back to sleep."
Lu Yuan said.
Meng Qianqian replied, "I can sleep tomorrow just the same."