Chapter 292: Invitation to a Trap
The autumn sunlight was always so gentle, like a warm and pleasant breeze, bringing people long-missed warmth and comfort.
This was especially true for elderly men like Wen Yanbo.
After enduring the cool morning indoors, once the sunlight spilled into the courtyard, he eagerly stepped outside, preparing to work in the corridor. Standing at the doorway, he slowly stretched his arms and twisted his neck slightly.
Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the left side, where he saw Sima Guang sitting in the corridor, raising his hand to cover his right eye, then lowering it, then covering it again, repeating this cycle.
What was he doing? Wen Yanbo walked over. “Sima Guang.”
“Lord Wen.”
Sima Guang quickly stood up and bowed with cupped hands.
Wen Yanbo asked, “What are you doing?”
Sima Guang gently rubbed the area under his right eye and smiled bitterly. “Since early this morning, my right eyelid has been twitching. Sigh, it’s really disturbing my peace of mind.”