The King Calms His Anger!
Kurita Isao sprinted all the way back to the main hall.
His tense expression immediately drew everyone's attention.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Hongyao sat up straight like a prairie dog keeping watch for enemies, then peered toward the direction Kurita Isao had come running from.
"They're dead!"
Kurita Isao lowered his voice. "The two guys who went to the bathroom earlier are both dead!"
"How did they die?"
Pollution was everywhere these days, so Xia Hongyao wasn't surprised that someone had died. She was just curious what kind of pollution had gotten those two unlucky souls.
"I don't know!"
Kurita Isao glanced toward the throne, where the king was enjoying himself with his favorite concubines. "When I got there, all I saw was a bunch of little eunuchs wiping up the blood on the floor."
"They'd already rolled the two unlucky bastards up in straw mats. All that was left showing was their mangled, bloody heads!"
Everyone's faces grew grave. There wasn't enough information to make a judgment.
"Maybe we're not allowed to use the bathroom?"
Xia Hongyao speculated.
"More likely, they took too long in there!"
Gu Qingqiu hit the nail on the head. "If using the bathroom were forbidden, Kurita Isao would probably be dead too!"
Gu Qingqiu's reasoning really was impressive.
Her analysis was correct, but there was no way to verify it.
Since getting it wrong would cost them their lives, everyone would rather hold it in than risk going to the bathroom.
Five days passed!
Every day was spent eating, drinking, and watching performances. It wasn't exactly boring, and the novelty was still enjoyable, but keeping it up for several days straight was taking a toll on their bodies.
Sure enough, by the sixth day, someone couldn't take it anymore.