"I don't know if Mr. Wang can give you any guidance, but I do know we have to get back on the road tomorrow. If you don't lie down and rest now, you're going to have dark circles under your eyes. That wouldn't be very dignified—people would laugh."
"Let me just go out for a moment. I'll rest when I come back."
"Then I'll wait for you."
Zhao Jing was back in a flash.
This time, after he lay down on the bed, he saw Chen Wanqing staring at him with a burning intensity.
Although the candle had been extinguished, the moon was magnificent tonight. Its bright glow spilled through the window lattice, bathing the room in a mix of light and shadow.
"Go to sleep. I won't get up again."
"I can't trust what you say. I don't believe you anymore."
"Then what should we do? You could take your sash and tie my hands and feet to you. That way, the moment I stir, you'll be alerted."
