Jin Qianqian had sent people out several times already, but there had been absolutely no news of Gu Wenheng since yesterday.
Even if he had entered the Imperial Palace, there was no precedent for an outer official to stay overnight. She was practically sick with worry.
"Madam, the morning assembly hasn't ended yet," Jiang Zhongfu said. "However, everyone saw that many carriages gathered outside the palace gates early this morning, and every single one of them was packed to the brim."
Jiang Zhongfu wiped his sweat as he trotted inside. No one had slept a wink last night. As soon as the curfew was lifted, they had dispatched several batches of servants to keep watch at the palace gates and the Hanlin Academy.
"Madam, you shouldn't worry too much," Ou Qingshui advised softly. "At least there's no bad news so far. The master was likely just delayed by some matter." After all, no news was sometimes good news.
