Picking Lotuses

Wei Lingmiao had been thoroughly washed, but it was unclear if he was cleaner than before.

Tied to a log, and floating down the river. His eyes covered, and mouth stuffed; unable to see nor call out for help. He didn't know where he was, and could only to feel water all around him. It seemed as if he would be washed off the cliff at any moment. The guards finally discovered the Governor's son in the river and anxiously jumped in to save him.

Wei Lingmiao had suffered quite an ordeal and luckily returned to North City safe and sound. After calming his nerves, he declared the adventure to be a mere lovers' quarrel. "'The falling flowers are yearning for love, but the heartless brook ripples on.' This old line isn't untrue at all."

Those who wanted to laugh at him were thoroughly impressed. They thought that Young Master Wei was indeed one of a kind, and Stone Castle's Tenth Young Master was merely spoiling the fun.