When Meng'er had told him last time about the legend that Wei Qingju had left the palace servants a secret passage, that was what Pei Ye had thought.
The little maid did not understand how hard it had been for the Empress to protect even herself back then.
But there was no need for him to argue about such things. The girl seemed full of enthusiasm, and though he had only stayed a few days, Pei Ye already understood how precious it was to have something one enjoyed doing in this palace.
Besides, the Spirit Realm really did exist.
Once he had killed Yu Sicheng, or reached some point where matters had settled down for a while, he might well find a way to take her somewhere like the Phantom Tower for a look, fulfilling the dream she had worked so hard to pursue by climbing over walls.
But "washing away Qilin Blood" was different.
From any perspective, it was nothing but delirious talk, a boundless dream shared by the little girl who had lost her mother because her Qilin Blood awakened and her maid with missing limbs.
Never mind whether such a method existed in this world-even if it did, it was not something a maid could obtain by laboriously chipping through ice.
"Then, once we find it, Her Highness and I will explain everything to the Empress," Meng'er said after a quiet moment. "We'll tell her we don't have Qilin Blood in us, and then she won't object. She'll let us leave the palace... Young Master Yong Ji said too that he'll marry Her Highness whether she has Qilin Blood or not."
Pei Ye said nothing. Meng'er drew a deep breath and, her face straining, pushed herself up and left. Before going, she earnestly thanked them both.
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