The day for Prince Dai's return to the capital is getting closer, and the atmosphere in the capital is becoming increasingly subtle, with an undercurrent surging in the court. However, none of this concerns Zhao Yao.
Today, he is in a very good mood. On his way to Wende Hall, his little face is always adorned with a happy smile, and his little mouth is constantly humming a cheerful tune: "Two tigers, two tigers. Running fast, running fast, one without ears, one without a tail..."
"Your Highness, why are you so happy today?" Tong Xi, seeing Zhao Yao's joyous demeanor, is quite puzzled. "Don't you usually hate going to Wende Hall the most?"
"Tong Xi, have you forgotten what day it is tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" Tong Xi carefully thinks for a moment, then reveals a look of sudden realization, "Tomorrow is your Highness's day off." No wonder your Highness is so happy.