The book house was heavily guarded; the little rabbit's every move was under his watchful eye.
He was quite satisfied with her simple daily routine.
The Duke searched around but found nothing unusual. Unable to hide his frustration, he sat down by the bed and stared gloomily at the little female rabbit, already deep in dreamland.
'And here she is, sleeping so soundly.'
'As if she had worn herself out during the day.'
'Did she have nothing better to do today than play with catnip? She doesn't even have a cat. What would be the point of that?'
For five days straight, Yu Zhizhi remained in the book house.
Soon, it was time for her appointment with the temple messenger.
He had sworn that he would deliver the Bright Moon Diary to her.
Once she had the diary, Yu Zhizhi would be able to read those 160 priceless accounts. She hoped they could help Tang.
That day, just after lunch, the Duke's personal attendant arrived at the door.
