The night grew late, the wind stilled, and the moon hid while the stars shone bright.
The Prince's Residence sent a carriage to take Xie Xinghan home. Though she had a thousand questions for Wang Yang, she knew this was no place to talk. It was also too late for Wang Yang to visit the Xie Residence, and he still had matters to discuss with Kong Changyu, who seemed equally inclined to speak with him. Xie Xinghan could only leave first.
Although the carriage already came with an escort, Wang Yang saw how deep the night had grown and assigned four more guards to accompany her.
Before the carriage departed, Xie Xinghan peeked half her little face out from behind the curtain. Using the return of his brocade robe as an excuse, she shyly invited Wang Yang to visit her home the next day. Wang Yang knew what was troubling her and readily agreed.
As the carriage's dust receded into the distance, Kong Changyu praised him:
"Young Master Wang possesses talents that could astonish the world, yet still knows how to cherish a beautiful lady. Accomplished in both letters and arms, and every bit the gallant, you surpass even Zhou Yu in his prime..."
Wang Yang smiled and waved a hand.
"Never mind Zhou Yu. I nearly lost my life. Only through your mediation did matters take a turn for the better. Your kindness and friendship are engraved upon my heart."
Wang Yang solemnly bowed to Kong Changyu with clasped hands.
Kong Changyu hurriedly returned the bow, visibly flustered!
"You mustn't say such things, Young Master! You are blessed with extraordinary talent, and the Prince looks upon you with favor. Even had I said nothing, you would surely have remained as secure as bedrock. Besides, the Prince tested you so