―――19:00.
It was nearly nightfall.
Shiyi had just rushed back at this time.
"Your Highness, the Prefecture Magistrate said that Zhang Dahua's body has already been transferred to the Zhen'an Department for processing."
"Zhen'an Department?" She was momentarily taken aback upon hearing this, then said: "You will check in with the Zhen'an Department tomorrow."
"Yes."
Barely some time after Shiyi had withdrawn, she returned to her bedroom. Not long after, Xuemei informed her that Yan Sihan had arrived.
"This..."
She couldn't just keep him waiting outside, could she? While she was pondering, he had already come in.
Lin Jiaojiao: "..."
Seeing this, Xuemei was overjoyed. Silently, she exited the room, barely resisting the urge to lock the door behind her.
Tonight, no one could interrupt whatever was transpiring between the Prince and Her Majesty.
Inside the room.
