"Nanny Yun, you all can rest. We're fine on guard," Qi Yu said.
Nanny Yun looked at Fu Dong, saw her indifferent reaction as if it did not concern them, and knew that this was the time to establish the rules, or else they might think she was apprehensive in the future.
Fu Dong felt somewhat uneasy, but having guarded daily, they truly couldn't handle it, especially since they couldn't show it during the daytime.
Nanny Yun left with her people, while Qi Jin and Qi Yu awaited boredeom. Over these days, the mood of their Emperor had improved gradually, though it was not apparent on the surface. Nonetheless, whether in his actions or his performances at court, he had gained much confidence.
Qi Jin glanced at the sky; it was still early. "Why don't you take a quick nap?"
Qi Yu shook his head. "A loser should not lose spirit. Look at those people, all livelier than us. Do they not need to sleep all night?" Qi Yu observed Yuan Geng's men, standing straight and unmoving.
