Gu Shenwei watched for a while, making sure Han Fen was dressed, then tapped twice on the scabbard.
Han Fen sprang upright and stared blankly ahead for a moment. Then she turned to the Dragon King with a smile. "I've never slept so well."
Gu Shenwei froze.
"Is it morning?"
Gu Shenwei froze again. After thinking it over, he was certain he hadn't been followed. Han Fen and Shangguan Ru had said almost the same thing, which could only be a coincidence—and proved just how uneventful the night had been.
It was the kind of uneventfulness he hadn't dared hope for in years.
"This is my tent."
"Right. It was empty, so I used it. Now that you're back, I'll leave. Dragon King, I think you should improve the treatment of your prisoners..."
"Did you come to see me about something?"
Han Fen scratched her head. "Wait, I just woke up. My memory's fuzzy, and I had all kinds of dreams last night, though they were really interesting..."
Gu Shenwei pointed to the corner. "Did you do that?"
Han Fen jumped down and went over to inspect the corner. After searching for a long while, she spotted the inconspicuous opening at the very bottom. She crouched and reached in to test its size, then rubbed her chin and sank into thought. Suddenly, she sprang up. "Oh! So that wasn't a dream!"
"Tell me about it."
"But...but I think I promised her I'd keep it secret."
Gu Shenwei stared at her for a moment. "You're my prisoner, so you have no right to make decisions for yourself. I hereby void your promise and order you to tell me the truth."
"So I don't have that right? That's great. I was sleeping soundly last night when a woman came in, touched my