In the middle of the night, all was still and silent. Fu Chu sat in the study, frowning and completely baffled. He had just tried to return to his bedchamber only to be blocked; the servants simply told him that Zhao Yun did not want to see him. Clearly they had been as sweet as honey just last night—how much time had passed, and now he couldn't even cross the threshold?
"Prince, I've made the bed for you, so you should go to sleep soon. My lady said she doesn't want to see you tonight, and it's no use even if you sit here until dawn," Yongping chimed in, managing to touch on every sore spot.
Fu Chu's face instantly darkened. He impatiently waved Yongping away. "Alright, get out." He was already in a bad mood; if he were provoked any further, he wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.
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