At night, Zhou Shuren returned home and was happy to see his fourth son. After having dinner together, he chatted with the younger members of the family in the study. Zhulan went to sleep, and only then did Zhou Shuren come back to rest.
The next morning, Zhulan sat up. Zhou Shuren was already awake and tidied his disheveled hair. "What time did you get back last night?"
Zhou Shuren was in good spirits. "About an hour after you fell asleep."
Zhulan, wrapped in her clothes, got out of bed. Following the autumn harvest, the temperature had dropped quickly. She tightened her clothes around her. "From the tone of your voice, you seem in good spirits?"
Zhou Shuren uttered a sound and quietly recounted yesterday's matter concerning Prince Liang. "I've been keeping it in mind!"
