Nurse Ping watched the contemplative Chen Rong and thought that she couldn’t look lonelier. It was an eternal loneliness that would last a lifetime and into eternity, the loneliness of someone who could only confide in herself be it joy or heartache.
Nurse Ping hurt for her. She hastened to put on a smile and almost spoke if not for a series of hooves arriving outside.
They came with a dreadful rumble and eerie air.
Laughter halted to the sound of the fast approaching gallops. At once, Li Cheng shouted: “Take arms and mount your horses.”
“Aye, aye.” Nervous answers and neighing simultaneously returned.
Chen Rong got up and went out to see that all the guards had finished tidying up, now riding into their ranks.
At the same time, a dozen knights had come to within 200 paces of them, lurking in the darkness ahead.