She Could Not Hold Her Liquor Well

Long Xuan was informed that his Royal Uncle had arrived. He had just reached the coaching inn when he saw Chu Jiu standing like a block of wood outside the courtyard gates. He raised an eyebrow. "What are you standing here for?" 

Chu Jiu darted a look at him and did not reply. All she said was, "If you're here to see His Majesty, you should come by tomorrow."

Long Xuan took a look at the courtyard and nodded his head in understanding. "That's right. Royal Uncle and Royal Aunt had just reunited after being separated for so long, they must have a lot to say to each other. I'll come by tomorrow."

A look flashed in Chu Jiu's eyes, but she said nothing.

Long Xuan was about to leave when he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from inside. He paused for a moment before looking at Chu Jiu. "What was that noise?"

"Was there any noise? I didn't hear anything." Chu Jiu had her hand on the hilt of her sword, but she looked cold and calm as usual.