"Who!"
Mu Yu's crisp, startled voice echoed through the empty Rain Pavilion.
She turned around and saw a figure slowly emerge from the darkness.
It was only when he stepped into the light that she saw his face clearly. He was dressed in white as pure as snow, with long hair draped over his shoulders. His features were not particularly handsome, yet an evil, charming smile hung from his lips. Beneath a pair of swordlike brows that seemed to look down upon all living things lay eyes as deep as the starry sky.
"Who are you, and how did you get here?"
"How did you get in?"
Mu Yu widened her beautiful eyes and asked incredulously.
The Rain Pavilion had been built deep within the imperial city and was protected by a female guards' corps. Let alone a living man—even a male fly would never have been able to fly in.
Yet Mu Yu was certain she had not seen wrong. The person standing before her was indeed a man.
He had actually passed through the layers of security maintained by the female guards' corps in the heavily guarded imperial city and appeared mysteriously inside the Rain Pavilion.
"My name is Xuantong."
"As for how I got in, I naturally walked in. What else? Could I have burrowed underground?"
Xuantong smiled and strolled over, lying down on the jade bed where Mu Yu had cried moments ago.
Soft jade and warm fragrance—it was indescribably comfortable.
Mu Yu stared at Xuantong in astonishment, her heart brimming with countless questions. Xuantong claimed that he had walked in, but over the years, Mu Yu had thought of escaping more than once. In the end, however, she had been caught and brought back every time without exception.
Mu Yu knew very well that there