In the deep of night, the Emperor suddenly awoke from his sleep, feeling as though something was watching him. Upon looking outside, he saw Jing Yunzhou sitting there drinking tea.
As if aware of his gaze, he turned back and offered him an untroubled smile.
At this moment, Jing Yunzhou, dressed in white, indeed resembled an exiled immortal.
Under normal circumstances, the Emperor would be unable to resist praising this son for his graceful demeanor. Now, however, he felt a chill and was displeased with Jing Yunzhou, even shouting, "Second one, what are you doing here?"
"Get out!"
Jing Yunzhou was no longer cautious, still sipping his tea leisurely: "Father, do you want to have a cup of tea before you continue sleeping?"
Something was off, Jing Yunzhou's voice was not right.
"Someone, come here!"
The Emperor shouted, and Jing Yunzhou did not stop him. He even laughed and said, "Your son feared they'd disturb your rest, so he sent them elsewhere."
