After a particularly close encounter with death recently at the hands of poison, Prince Blade was urged to take it easy, rest in bed. Alas, that’s not how such reckless prince’s mind worked. Blade simply wanted to busy himself with something other than remain bedridden like a demeaned fool.

You, as his humble advisor, very much forced him to stay in bed, weary of the effects of the poison. Even with the antidote in Blade’s system, it was unclear whether it would strike his weakened state once more.

As the search continued to find who exactly poisoned the Xianzhou’s beloved prince, Blade began to feel antsy. One morning, he was even out of bed, struggling to do the most menial of tasks—walking. Watching him fumble around his chamber was truly amusing. He let out tired grunts and yawns, a clear indication he needed more rest.