After leaving Cian Palace and passing through Taiji Gate, they reached the sleeping quarters of the Imperial Harem's consorts.
First came Consort Xian's Jinxiang Palace, followed by Consort Yan's Snowsoft Palace, Consort De's Qianle Palace, Consort Liang's Sunset Palace... last was the Palace of Gathered Elegance, with the Cold Palace behind it.
There were so many palaces that visiting them all in order would leave no time to catch that thief, the First Imperial Prince.
Jian Ruonan felt a little regretful.
Where there were people, there was excitement-especially at the Palace of Gathered Elegance, which was full of young girls. There had to be plenty of juicy gossip there.
But the Palace of Gathered Elegance was at the very back. By the time they finished with the palaces in front, they would be out of time.
"Official Jian, where should we go now?" The gossip spectators stopped outside Jinxiang Palace, awaiting her instructions.
Jian Ruonan calculated the time. If they went straight to the Palace of Gathered Elegance for a quick bite of gossip, they could return just in time to catch the First Imperial Prince.
She was just about to speak when she noticed Emperor Deyuan standing before Jinxiang Palace, his expression complicated.
A hundred days had yet to pass since Consort Xian's death. Although the white mourning banners outside Jinxiang Palace had been removed, no decorations had been hung in their place, and scraps of white paper still clung to the palace gates.
The once-bustling Jinxiang Palace now lacked even a palace maid to guard its entrance. Dust had gathered on its gates.
Emperor Deyuan said, "Perhaps we should take a look inside Jinxiang Palace."
He wondered whether wearing the Dragonkini would allow him to see Consort Xian's ghost.
Consort Xian was the Empress Dowager's niece. Her mother