The Counterfeit Crown Prince
Chapter 840

I Can't Act Impulsively

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"Ah! I'll kill you!"

With a scream, Zhou Liang woke in a cold sweat. His forehead was drenched, and even the clothes on his back were soaked through.

"No one?"

The moment Zhou Liang woke, he hurriedly got up and opened the rear window. But when he looked outside, there was no one beneath it. Apart from a few green bamboo stalks nearby, there was not a soul in sight.

Still uneasy, Zhou Liang hurried to open the front door. Dark clouds hung overhead, and a gust of wind swept over him, raising goosebumps all over his body. There were people in the courtyard, though. Seeing the door open, one of them greeted him with a smile. "Steward Zhou, have you sobered up from your drink?"

Zhou Liang recognized him as Lu Bai. They got along fairly well, so he smiled and asked, "What are you all still busy with?"

Lu Bai pointed at rolls of silk. "Summer silk. It's being distributed for the womenfolk in the residence with a bit of standing to make clothes from. I heard the other princes' residences have distributed it as well. The Princess Consort gave the order. We've just finished taking inventory, and now it's being sent to the various quarters."

As he spoke, he handed over a roll. "Have a look. The quality is quite good."

Zhou Liang gave it a cursory glance. It did not appear unusual, and he forced a smile. "This is the Princess Consort's reward. Those of you with female relatives are fortunate."

After exchanging a few more words, he slammed the door shut, walked to the table, and dropped into a chair.

Could that really have just been a nightmare?

That made sense. When he had looked outside just now, it was already dark. He must have

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