Ministry of Justice.
Cui Yun leaned back in exhaustion, closing his eyes for a brief rest. Out of habit, he reached out to fiddle with his beads, only to grasp at thin air.
His fingertips paused, as if nothing happened, he withdrew his hand.
These past few days, the workload at the Ministry of Justice had increased again, and his return home grew later and later.
Yet someone came uninvited.
"Cui Yun!"
It was Ji Ge's voice.
He hollered loudly, "Don't pretend you can't see me, I know you are here!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he kicked the door open with a bang.
"The Ministry of Justice is a place for handling cases, unassociated persons are not permitted to enter. Seventh Prince, you are overstepping the bounds."
Seated composedly across the desk, Cui Yun did not rise. He looked up, his gaze as cool and detached as ever.
"Ji Qing, please escort the Seventh Prince out."
