In the third year of Jianxing, the Chengdu Imperial Palace. Just after the hour, the queen urged Liu Chan to go to court. He pulled the quilt and shrank in: I haven't slept enough. It was rare that he didn't have to go to court and wanted to get close to his wife, but Zhang Yuan struggled to do so. He rolled his eyes: You are the queen, why do you act like you are having an affair? Zhuge Liang is arriving outside the door.
