A black-armored guard carried Zhuge Qing down with his wheelchair.
The coachman immediately raised the umbrella above Zhuge Qing's head.
The rain was too heavy, and many raindrops still hit Zhuge Qing's thin body.
The black-armored guard hurriedly draped a raincoat over him.
"There's no need." he said.
The black-armored guard put away the raincoat.
Without any persuasion or hesitation, every black-armored guard obeyed the military order.
"Go in," Zhuge Qing said to the coachman.
"Yes, sir."
The coachman pushed open the door opposite the Moon Chasing Inn and the black-armored guard pushed the wheelchair in.
…
The Western Jin Imperial Palace was brightly lit.
The Western Jin emperor sat on a chair in the Hall of Supreme Harmony with a cold gaze.
The young royal prince was diagnosed with smallpox only after he had a plaque rash yesterday. Previously, it was treated as a cold.
