The scorching midday sun filtered through the gaps in the parasol tree leaves, casting mottled patches of light onto the bluestone bricks of Renming Palace.
Su Wanzhao's piercing screams echoed from inside the hall from time to time. Zhou Ji'an felt as though he had been transported back to the day he pulled the arrow from the maidservant, and he kept calling out in a panic, "Hold her down!"
Zhao Yan leaned sideways against the swing ropes beside the parasol tree, pulling the jade pendant from Weimo's waist into his palm to toy with it leisurely.
Chapter 40