Someone chose that moment to enter the training hall. It was Wu Yong. He looked around for a moment, spotted them, and made a beeline in their direction.
“There you two are. You should both get ready to disembark. We’re coming up in Shang Imperial City,” he told them.
“Thank you for notifying us,” Hou Jingshu said as Wu Jian stood up and offered her a hand. She accepted it and smiled at him. “I should find Zheng Yawen and prepare myself. I’ll have to meet with Father once I land.”
“Then I suppose I’ll find an inn…” Wu Jian began, but Hou Jingshu cut him off.
“Nonsense. You’ll stay in the palace as a guest--at least, until I can get your enrollment to the Shang Kingdom Imperial Academy processed.”
“All right. I suppose I’ll get ready too then,” Wu Jian said.
“Good. See you in a bit.”
“Yeah. See you.”
Hou Jingshu parted ways with Wu Jian, who journeyed with Wu Yong to their shared bedroom.