"Hah!"
Prince Qi opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed. This bed, these blankets—everything was familiar. It was clearly his own bedchamber!
But he had awakened from a dream just now, only to dream again and again. Even now, he could hardly believe it. He called out, "Attend me!"
"Your servants are here!" At his call, several people entered, bowing as they awaited his orders.
Seeing these servants, and finding none of them to be that maid from before, Prince Qi was now fully awake and finally remembered: he had flown into a rage and cut that maid to death not long ago.
It had only been a few hours ago, when the Imperial Grandson's procession had circled past. Yet he had truly been muddleheaded just now, forgetting for a moment that the maid was already dead.
"Besides, by the rules, there could not be only one person attending him."
"This was to prevent one person from playing tricks; they had to keep watch over one another. This was a basic Legalist principle for kings and nobles. So having only one maid attend him just now had not matched reality."
That truly had been a dream!
And now... Prince Qi stared at them. They immediately dropped to their knees with a thump. Every one of them was familiar, and they were not all from the same quarters. This was how the Prince's Residence was supposed to operate.
A sense of safety welled up within Prince Qi. After watching them for a while, he waved his hand. "Leave."
"Yes!" They raised no objections, bowing as they backed out. Nothing unusual happened afterward, and Prince Qi finally let out a long breath.
This time, he was truly awake!
Did my Ji Clan owe it? Only then did Prince Qi