"Your Highness, His Majesty invited you to attend the feast. It's time," the new general told Long Chen respectfully.
"Ah, time passed so fast. I didn't even realize it was so late. Alright. Stay here. I'll get ready fast," Long Chen told the man before he closed the door.
Walking back to the bed, he sat in the middle of the two ladies before he gazed towards Mingyu.
"Mingyu, it's the time for a feast. Get ready."
Shifting his focus to the much more tired looking Zhiqing, he continued, "You too. Leaving you here would be risky. Get dressed. I'll send you back to the family. I'm sure they'll be worried, so tell them to calm down."
"Umm." Zhiqing nodded.
"Oh right, the talisman I gave you last time, don't use it unless it's an absolute emergency because it would take you far away from me. Only use it when you're sure I'm dead," Long Chen further said.
"Don't talk nonsense. Nothing will ever happen to you," Zhiqing commented.
