"Fainted?" Pei Zhan focused his eyes, "Was there no one by His Highness' side at the time?"
"There was," Chang Shao nodded, "At the time, two eunuchs were accompanying His Highness, but after they arranged everything in the rundown temple, the eunuchs stepped out to prepare tea. In fact, their absence wasn't long, not even a quarter of an hour."
Pei Zhan turned back to look at the water's surface and said after a moment, "So, during that brief quarter of an hour, His Highness fainted."
"Exactly," Chang Shao replied, "According to the master, when they heard the noise and entered, His Highness was on the ground, the chair he was sitting on also overturned. His Highness' face was pale as gold paper. After they pinched the philtrum to revive him, the whole body was still trembling.
