This sleep, Zheng Fan didn't rest well, repeatedly dreaming about himself gloriously abducting the princess, or being shot into a beehive by Chu State archers on that day.
The reason for such dreams largely lies in Lord Zheng's own unsettled mind.
Previously, during military expeditions and battles, there weren't as many concerns; this time, it was self-inflicted.
Unwilling to just take a pawn-like princess back,
yet frightened that releasing the princess would lead to self-blame or a more disastrous outcome.
Fundamentally,
it's about one word—greed.
Now, the growing ambition of Lord Zheng stands in fundamental conflict with his survival instincts.
Finally,
daylight arrived.
The morning meal was simple, just last night's pastries, making do with them.
Zheng Fan saw the bat on A Ming's shoulder, squinted slightly and asked:
"A new pet?"
The bat reacts to A Ming almost like a zombie reacts to Liang Cheng, nearly instinctively calling him daddy.
