Stars like these were not the stars of last night- for whom had I stood in the wind and dew through the midnight hours?

Stars like these were not the stars of last night— for whom had I stood in the wind and dew through the midnight hours?

Though they were no more than a hundred yards apart, deep within the imperial palace, Murong Wan'er was already in a state of utter disarray in Phoenix Hall.

The old priest Si Tongtian, the marshal, Qin Yanyu, the Left Chancellor, the Right Chancellor—all of them stood speechless.

Only Feng Hao, the crow who had taken human form, remained perfectly calm. He had been by Hu Keke's side all along, so naturally, what was happening before them came as no surprise.

Just as everyone was marveling at how Heaven had favored the late emperor and the dynasty—

A maid's cry of alarm rang out beyond the hall.

At the sound, everyone hurried outside. The sight in the night sky left them even more stunned.

With one glance, Hu Keke knew it was the sky above Apricot Blossom Alley, opposite the imperial palace.

She couldn't help asking, "Master, what do you make of this? What is Wang Xian up to?"

Si Tongtian made a quick calculation, and the corner of his eye twitched violently. He sucked in a breath. "Your Majesty, this is the karma between Wang Xian and someone on the sacred mountain that day..."

At that, Feng Hao grinned. "Young Master, those are the white ghosts we met on the wasteland back then. Didn't Wang Xian give them a bottle of treasure..."

He thought for a moment, then added, "Xiaobai got along well with those fellows. If he hasn't drunk himself unconscious by now, he's definitely looking up at the sky too."

Hearing that, Hu Keke instantly recalled what had happened back then.

She couldn't help sighing softly to Murong Wan'er and the marshal.

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