The three-day deadline had arrived; the deposed Crown Prince was about to depart for Yinzhou.
Since the incident at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, this was the first day the Crown Prince’s carriage had reappeared in Bianjing, and it would also be his last. Some who caught a glimpse through the fluttering carriage curtains saw the deposed prince lying motionless, covered in thick cotton padding, unable to even muster the strength to sit up.
Jiang Cangyue sat by the window of a teahouse, steam rising from the teacup in her hand.
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