Sunlight streamed through the windows and spilled across the room. A breeze blew in from outside, carrying a faint floral fragrance. For now, this place was far removed from the city's clamor.
Xue Ke returned from Moonlight Pavilion as usual and sat in her room, enjoying afternoon tea.
These few moments and a cup of strong tea were the most peaceful part of Xue Ke's day.
Thinking of the news she had received earlier, about the crown prince and Huo Yuhao, as well as the arguments at court, Xue Ke found it all rather laughable.
At the slightest rustle of wind through grass, chickens flew and dogs scattered as every side sprang into action, as though they had no work in their lives and revolved around only these few people.
These nobles, powerful officials, and sect leaders fought until their heads were bloodied over these things every day, arguing endlessly. What a scene of flourishing vitality, with all things vying to get ahead.
Xue Ke drank her tea with a calm expression, but inwardly, she had been amused for quite some time.
As for how Xue Ke knew everything that had happened at court, I could only say, who knew?
At that moment, Qian Renxue opened her eyes in the pitch-black room. The candles she had lit earlier had long since burned out.
This meditation had gradually freed Qian Renxue from the psychological effects of Huo Yuhao's earlier suppression of her attributes. However, the doubts in her heart had not faded at all. That gray vertical pupil still left her with lingering fear.
Qian Renxue could not understand how anything in this world could make her, someone with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, feel afraid.
All of this dealt a heavy blow to Qian Renxue, who had always firmly believed