At the beginning of the hour of the hare, Zhao Yao was promptly awakened by Tong Xi.
At this time, it was still dark outside.
Zhao Yao sat up, yawning as he raised his arms high and stretched lazily. He heard the pattering sound of rain outside and asked with a yawn, "Is it raining outside?"
Tong Xi brought Zhao Yao a cup of warm water, respectfully presenting it in front of him with both hands.
"It's quite a heavy rain."
"When did it start?" Zhao Yao took the warm water and bowed his head to drink it. The first thing he did every morning upon waking was to drink a cup of warm water.
"It seemed to have started at the hour of the tiger," said Tong Xi, taking a cloak from the cabinet. "Your Highness, it's not only raining outside but also windy. When you go to Wende Hall later, you should wear this cloak to avoid catching a chill."
At the mention of going to Wende Hall to study, Zhao Yao's handsome face immediately fell.
