Outside the camp, soldiers stood guard; inside, there was no one.
Yun Jiao had been walking for quite some time, exhausted and hungry, but she dared not enter the space now. If Wanyan Zhang returned and didn't see her, he might take his anger out on her family.
She slowly sat down, curling herself up on the carpet, and then gradually fell asleep.
Wanyan Zhang entered the camp, about to habitually head to his desk when he suddenly paused, slightly turned his head, and his gaze landed on Yun Jiao, not far from the door.
Yun Jiao was still wearing the male outfit, with dirt smeared on her face deliberately earlier, looking filthy.
Wanyan Zhang walked over and gently kicked her calf.
Yun Jiao suddenly opened her eyes.
Just waking up, her mind was still unclear; everything strange to her sight made her more confused, until she saw Wanyan Zhang, her pupils shrank, and she instantly became clear-headed.
