Wang, the eunuch who had come out with him, was good at reading his master's mind. He saw that Emperor Wu was in an awkward situation, so he said, "Your Majesty, it's a beautiful night."
Emperor Wu looked up and saw the bright moon and twinkling stars.
It wasn't cold; the wind felt cool on his skin.
"Come. Let's take a walk in the mountains." Emperor Wu suddenly became interested, and he headed for the mountain up ahead.
Wang followed him.
"Stay here. Don't follow me!" Emperor Wu told his guards.
Too many people would only annoy him.
Hence, only Wang followed him.
The walk indeed took the edge off his annoyance.
"What's that smell?" Emperor Wu caught a strange fragrance when he was ready to return to the camp.
Because he had been drinking, he was especially sensitive to the smell.
Hearing that, Wang also sniffed.
But he was confused. "Your Majesty, I don't smell anything."
