As usual, Zhao Yan finished getting ready and sat in his carriage, prepared to head to court. Because of a long, late-night conversation with Gu Muling, he had actually slept for less than two hours. Once seated, he immediately shifted into "catch-up sleep" mode.
"Agui, wake me when we arrive. I’m going to nap for a bit." Zhao Yan’s voice was already slurring, his eyes narrowed into slits; he could have drifted off in the next second.
Agui took the reins and guided the carriage forward. "I understand, Young Master. Rest easy." Agui didn't wait for a reply, for Zhao Yan had already leaned against the carriage wall and fallen asleep.
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