Wei Mian and several guards stood at the entrance of the Fourth Prince's tent.
The number of patrols at night had increased significantly, and Shen Hu personally led the Imperial Guard on patrol.
At midnight, the camp was silent. Except for those on patrol, everyone else was mostly asleep.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A series of screams echoed, alarming the Imperial Guard and the guards patrolling the camp, and waking many others.
The Fourth Prince also woke up. Seeing Zhao Yao was not disturbed, he quietly got out of bed and stepped outside the tent.
Wei Mian had just returned from elsewhere, and seeing the Fourth Prince awake, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Your Highness, why are you awake?"
The Fourth Prince saw that the concubines' camp was brightly lit and in chaos, feeling a bit worried.
"What happened?"
