By the time she returned to Chang'an, more than a decade had passed without anyone noticing. A few years earlier, the Imperial Astronomy Bureau had issued a prophecy: night would shroud the stars, and the kingdom would know no peace. It had even branded Princess Li Yu a harbinger of disaster.
To escape her predicament and help her younger brother, the Third Prince Li Hunyuan, seize the throne, Li Yu had willingly gone north to marry into the Golden Tent Royal Court, overlord of the Desolate Plain.
Two years after heading north, the Khan of the Golden Tent Royal Court died suddenly. By custom, she was supposed to be buried with him. Fortunately, she had prepared in advance and escaped the Desolate Plain, returning to Chang'an, the capital of Great Tang.
Yet many people did not want her to return. One of them was Xia Hou, the elder brother of the current new queen, Xia Tian, and the proud, valiant Northern Garrison General who commanded more than a hundred thousand Northern Garrison Iron Cavalry.
Even after Gu Hui warned him, that man remained stubbornly determined to have his way. It stirred killing intent within Gu Hui.
No matter how great his merits were, acting this way meant he deserved to die.
Tang Kingdom, Chang'an
Ning Que and Sang Sang finally found a suitable storefront in Lane 47.
With Sang Sang, that little miser, around, they rented the cheapest one available. Since something had happened there before, its price had naturally fallen again and again.
A triumphant smile appeared on Sang Sang's face as she unloaded the luggage from her back one item at a time. Ning Que, standing before her, wore an equally smug expression.
Ning Que naturally did not care about such things. In any case, he understood