Li Xueyue stumbled over a book, grabbing onto one of the shelves out of pure horror. What did he just say?
Suddenly she swiveled around, her eyes glued to the door. Unconscious guards, missing decrees. Someone had broken into the library. And only one person came to mind—the man who was present when she requested to meet Li Chenyang in the library—Yu Zhen.
Li Xueyue's gaze spontaneously shifted to the window where the sun was low and dusk was soon approaching, but there was still light out.
"The decrees can't be replaced. It was difficult as it was to have them stamped." Li Chenyang groaned, grabbing his hair out of frustration. "It will take awhile for me to slip the proposal onto the Emperor's desk again."
"How long until the sun sets?"
"What?"
"How long until it's night time?"
Li Chenyang peered out the window. "I'd say we have no more than an hour."
