The Flower Boat reached the palace gates. It was the first time the guards had seen a Flower Boat like this. The vessel was truly enormous, and the young ladies aboard were truly beautiful.
But without a verbal decree from the emperor, they still dared not let the Flower Boat into the palace. Who knew whether eight hundred saber-and-axe-wielding fighters might leap out of it and charge straight into the palace?
"His Majesty's verbal decree: permit the Flower Boat to enter the palace!"
A shrill cry came from deep within the palace, drawing a gasp from the watching crowd. They had never expected His Majesty the Emperor to actually agree to let the Flower Boat enter!
This was an immense honor. From now on, Happy Red Courtyard's name would probably grow more and more renowned.
Who wouldn't want to visit the same brothel as His Majesty the Emperor?
The palace gates slowly opened, and the Flower Boat sailed inside without obstruction.
The instant the Flower Boat entered, two lights shone from the depths of the formerly deathly silent, dark palace. More lights flared to life at an ever-increasing pace, illuminating the road into its depths.
The Flower Boat traveled along the imperial avenue. Seated upright at its very top, Leng Qingsong looked at the place before him, both familiar and strange.
He had long since buried those tragic memories in the deepest recesses of his mind. He had still been young then, and what happened had not left him with very profound feelings.
But as he looked at everything before him, both familiar and strange, a trace of sorrow and anger still flashed through Leng Qingsong's eyes.
His own birth parents had died in this palace. Their blood still lingered on the flagstones here!
The sword intent within Leng Qingsong