After having breakfast at Mr. Xiao's house, Zhao Yao directly followed Mr. Xiao to Wende Hall.
When the Eighth Prince arrived at Wende Hall, he was slightly surprised to see Zhao Yao already there.
"Tenth Brother, why are you here so early?" It seemed that the Tenth Brother didn't return to the palace last night, "Did you come back from outside the palace early this morning?" The Eighth Prince knew that Zhao Yao's second uncle was in the capital.
Zhao Yao, leaning on the table and yawning, greeted the Eighth Prince, "Eighth Brother, good morning."
Seeing Zhao Yao's tired and sleep-deprived look, the Eighth Prince asked with concern, "Didn't sleep well last night?"
"I was dreaming all night," Zhao Yao yawned again, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes, "Eighth Brother, I came into the palace this morning with Mr. Xiao. I actually wanted to play outside the palace for a few more days, but I was afraid Father would send someone to catch me, so I had to come back early."
