「Ministry of Justice, Supervision Department.」
Song Lianhe followed Jing Ye to the location. She saw a row of simple, tidy buildings, each with a guard standing watch across from it.
"Prince Qing is inside."
Jing Ye led the way and pushed open one of the doors.
Song Lianhe felt a strange sense of nervousness.
The door opened, revealing a small room that could be taken in at a single glance.
Song Lianhe saw Zhou Cangyan.
He was dressed only in a simple, slate-blue, belted tunic, reclining comfortably on a long bench with his eyes half-closed. His unbound hair fanned out around him like spilled ink, his long legs casually propped on a footstool.
He was so tall that just by lying there, he seemed to fill the entire room.
Song Lianhe's steps came to a sudden halt.
'A wave of bitterness surprisingly washed over her heart.'
