Two weeks after Qingyi, Margareth and Meilin arrived at the third prince's camp, one of the many escorts from the north brought alarming news: the second prince's armies were marching south.
Naturally, this news caused chaos among the third prince's supporters, who quickly gathered in the large command tent in the military camp.
"Shall we begin?" The third prince stood up, soon realizing that someone was missing.
Jin Tianshi, leader of the kingdom's branch of the Five Colors Pavilion.
Fortunately, this absence didn't last long, and soon a hunched figure entered the room, limping slightly.
His eyes were empty, the legs of his bed were broken and his hips ached, the bones about to crack.
Apparently, he hadn't had a very restful night's sleep.
Watching him in that state, Qingyi almost felt sorry for him. But in the end, that almost pity didn't outweigh the urge to laugh.
Everyone found the love they deserved and, fortunately, Tianshi had found his.
