He propped himself up, gazing tenderly at the silhouette on the bed, a faint smile of satisfaction playing on his lips.
The next morning, before the old lady and Zhao Ling'er had even risen, Zhao Zun and another were already stepping out into the dawn.
When the two arrived on horseback in front of the County Magistrate's office, at the place where Xiao Zhengfei was recruiting guards, there were only a sparse dozen or so applicants standing there.
Seeing Zhao Zun and Han Lei arrive, Xiao Zhengfei quickly stood up and saluted.
"Prince, Princess Consort."
"Mm! How is it going?"
Zhao Zun nodded slightly, glancing at the sparse applicants, his brows tightly knitted.
"Alas! It's been three days, and we've only recruited over three hundred people." Xiao Zhengfei sighed and explained.
