The next three days passed by as Ouyang Feilong was negotiating something complicated with Chu Zhaoran through the magic letter. They seemed to have yet to come to an agreement. Then, words came from the spy within the imperial palace and distracted them all.
“De Fei was crying, begging to be allowed to see the Emperor. The Empress refused, but she still stayed in front of the palace and wept for two days until she fell sick. The news reached her father, the chancellor, today.”
Ouyang Feilong waved his hand once, and the informant melted into the shadow of the room. The darkness of the night made it easier for them to move about. Bai Yu watched his actions with great interest. She wanted to be able to do it too.
“How long are you going to stare at benwang’s subordinate?”
“Yes?” Bai Yu turned back to him, confused.
Ouyang Feilong sighed. “You can leave.”