Inside the Jiankang Imperial Palace, Yang Guang sat lazily on the dragon throne, clad in splendid robes.
Everyone here was his man, so he sat there at ease and in comfort.
This matter could have been either minor or major. If someone spread it around and made a mountain out of it, Yang Guang would most likely be finished—at the very least, he would have to shut himself away and reflect for a year. But since they were all his own people, Yang Guang was still wise and mighty at such a time, with a firm grip over his subordinates.
"Still no news of that rat hiding in the shadows?" Yang Guang asked impatiently.
"Your Highness, we can't find him. He's hidden himself too well, and his martial arts are formidable. Over the past two days, he's even knocked out dozens of our men and openly taken the meals prepared for our soldiers. We've searched the entire palace, inside and out, twice over, yet there's not the slightest trace of him."
"Where is Xiao Meiniang?"
"...We haven't found her either."
"The palace is only so big, and you can't even handle something this simple? What are you lot good for, hmm?" Yang Guang glanced at his terrified subordinate, but did not rebuke him too harshly. He casually waved a hand, sending the man away, then continued idly eating fruit on the dragon throne.
A short while later, the man from before rushed in again. "Report, Your Highness! We found them both. They are outside the hall and say they wish to pledge themselves to Your Highness."
"Oh? Bring them in and let me have a look."
Yang Guang grew interested. Sitting upright, he watched Wang Yan and Xiao Mei enter from outside with a smile.
His gaze lingered on Xiao