Zhou Shuren hurried to the outside of the bedchamber, sneezed heavily, and feeling thoroughly drenched was truly unpleasant. He was particularly bedraggled now.
Eunuch Zhang stood at the entrance of the hall, "Oh, Mr. Hou, come inside quickly. Why didn't you use an umbrella?"
Zhou Shuren shook off the rainwater from his body, "I was already soaked, so it was useless to use one."
It would be quicker to walk without it, as the rain was too heavy.
Eunuch Zhang said, "You should go to the side hall to change clothes."
Zhou Shuren was hastily summoned to the palace, thinking the Retired Emperor was not well. Hearing this, he glanced sideways, "I will first see the Retired Emperor."
Eunuch Zhang shook his head, "The Retired Emperor has passed out again; you can't see him now. Please, this way, Mr. Hou."
Zhou Shuren's heart sank slightly, his face heavy, "Sorry to trouble you, Eunuch."
