When Xie Xun brought Fengyu back, it was already deep into the night. With the intervention of the Cabinet, the Jinyi Guard dared not continue their reckless pursuit. The Southern City had also quieted down significantly, save for the deafening sound of torrential rain sweeping across the Capital City, leaving hearts uneasy and restless. Both Xie Xun and Fengyu were soaked through upon their return. When Su Yuejiao saw Fengyu unconscious, slumped over Xie Xun's back, she was alarmed, fearing something had happened to her. Hastily, she and Feng Changqing hurried over to support Fengyu.
Feng Changqing carried her to the inner room. Su Yuejiao fetched a clean set of clothes for Fengyu, changed her into them, and then carefully undid her hair bun, drying it strand by strand. Fengyu sat motionless like a puppet, her entire being bleak and defeated, a picture of utter despair that sent Su Yuejiao's heart into a frantic rhythm. A foreboding filled her chest.
