C194 Intercepting the Carriage!

The next day, although the sky over the capital was still gray, the rain had finally stopped. Yan Xie had just finished the morning court session and was sitting in his carriage, ready to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The trip to Qiongzhou had been exhausting, perhaps compounded by the constant rain, and he hadn't quite recovered. He leaned lazily against the soft cushions