The next morning, it had finally stopped drizzling. The rising sun bathed the Qing Imperial Palace in a warm and pleasant glow. The red walls and the green tiles formed a pleasing juxtaposition.
Pong…
Miao Ying was roused from her slumber by the sound of a door slamming.
"Ah, oh…"
Miao Ying cracked open her eyes and yawned, the sunlight reflected by the walls falling softly on her beautiful countenance.
"Ooh…"
She exhaled, only realizing now that dawn had broken.
Raising her head, she finally sensed some activity from the command vehicle. Although she could make out their silhouettes, the door of the command vehicle was facing the opposite direction. Because of this, she was unable to determine what was going on.
What she could see, though, was the Rolls Royce being quietly driven over. It was then driven away after having picked up a couple of people at the entrance of the command vehicle.