The next morning, several maidens trudged hundreds of miles through hardships to serve His Majesty and the Saint Envoy, their faces crying the whole way.
Who knows the sorrow of the working class, huh?
It might sound like letting you go back to sleep is an invitation to slack off, but actually, if they really didn't show up the next day, they wouldn't dare. Even if there's nothing to do, you still have to show your face. But trekking back and forth for hundreds of miles, even though everyone is equipped with Qinggong or the Light Body Gu, is simply exhausting.
To get there earlier, you have to rise before dawn.
It would be better to let us stay the night; at least we'd get a good sleep after finishing our duties.
Muttering amongst themselves, they arrived to find a window open, and Sisi sitting by it looking at a mirror, with Zhao Changhe standing behind her combing her hair.
