As dawn broke next day, Fengjiu sat in bed contemplating life's affairs.
Thanks to Su Moye who had knocked her unconscious, she was able to stay with Prince Qing on the same boat last night. She heard Prince Qing had slithered around her all night long fruitlessly. Only early next morning when the pheasants began their crows did he retire inside the cabin in fatigue. Fengjiu was glad and worried at the same time. She was glad she didn't have to face Prince Qing today; this was a very, very good thing. But would she have to let Su Moye strike her again came nighttime? No matter how skillful Su Moye was, she'd still spend the entire night in unconsciousness, then suffer dizziness and neck pain the next day. Over time this wouldn't be a sound solution.
Her maid Chacha also looked as pensive as she did. She, too, was glad and worried at the same time. She was happy because these days Her Highness was increasingly gaining Royal affection. Last night the King had commanded His Excellency Xize to pay a bit more attention to Her Highness. At last Her Highness' hard days were ending. But she became worried when His Excellency Xize did not follow the Royal order and accompany Her Highness back last night. Could it be that she had left the door ajar ever too slightly? Then, should she simply not close the door tonight and only lower the curtains? But wind was cold on the river, what if Her Highness caught the cold air... while servant and master were both lost in their own thoughts, outside came a message that after half an hour of sleep Prince Qing searched high and low for the princess, then remembering he was to have breakfast with her, forced himself to rouse from his nap.
Fengjiu sighed inwardly that Prince Qing must be the incarnation of the Devil. She instantly slapped on a concerned expression and told the servants: “How can half an hour of sleep be enough. He's been up all night, surely he doesn't have the strength. He needs to stay in bed much longer. Everyone of you should coax him to sleep. If he is exhausted, ultimately, I as his sister will be very pained…”
“It's been two days since you have seen Prince Qing,” Chacha replied with some surprise. “Normally Your Highness will accompany Prince Qing and let him lie at your feet to sleep, how come today…”
Fengjiu's heart gave a thump.
Chacha suddenly went hushed. On her face appeared an odd hint of blush, then at length she shyly said: “Do... do you perhaps want to look for His Excellency Xize today therefore you don't want Prince Qing, who has always been immensely agitated, to disturb you?”