Cheng Chu heard that Yan Qing had returned from Qiyun Mountain and arrived at Marquis Duanjing's residence early in the morning.
Yan Qing had stayed up late last night and naturally had not woken up yet.
As Cheng Chu sat in the drawing hall waiting, his stomach began growling with hunger when the sun was already three poles high. It was then that he asked Duanyang, "How can Brother Yan sleep so much? Has he worn himself out admiring begonias on Qiyun Mountain these past few days?"
Could it be that the begonias were too beautiful, and he, like them, couldn't stop admiring them, admiring them so much that he was too tired to sleep?
Having stayed up until the third watch reading military books the night before, Duanyang was feeling a bit listless. He replied to Cheng Chu, "The young marquis is indeed very tired."
