He Zong returned to the palace.
The servant came forward and bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
He Zong asked, "Where's that person?"
Although he didn't name anyone, the attendant immediately understood who he was referring to and replied quickly, "He's still in the house. He hasn't left since you left."
"Alright, you can leave."
"Alright."
After the servant left, He Zong pushed open the door and walked into the house.
There was a lot of space in the house, but it was empty. The back door was open. He Zong passed through the back door and walked into the courtyard. He saw a man in a black robe fiddling with flowers and plants.
He Zong walked to his side. "What are you doing?"
Xing Chen carefully watered the flowers and plants. Without looking up, he said, "I think these flowers and plants are a little dry, so I'm watering them so that they won't wither."
