The crimson sun rises; Shen Yue barely opens his eyes, seeming to gaze at the eastern sun, or perhaps lost in thought.
He is seated atop the loft.
The loft is serene and elegant; it is, unmistakably, Cui Niannu's private chamber.
Of course, Cui Niannu is not in the room.
Footsteps echo from the staircase; Shen Yue does not turn his head, merely asks, "What is it?"
Han Shizhong appears in the loft, his expression slightly peculiar, but quickly says, "Brother Shen, Grand Minister of Ceremonies Li Ruoshui requests a meeting."
Shen Yue turns around, "These past days, I've inconvenienced Han Brother to play the role of doorkeeper."
Han Shizhong scratches his head, "Why would Brother Shen say such a thing? With Brother Shen taking care of things, this coarse man has been enjoying himself more than I could've ever imagined in these days."
Shen Yue smiles faintly, "Then please invite Li Ruoshui up here."
