Chu Qianli, accompanied by Lan Qing, left Lingjiu Hall and headed north.
That was the direction of the Cold Palace.
Today, while aimlessly wandering with the token, she discovered this place.
It is said that the Cold Palace is a highly dishonorable place for the virtuous; therefore, that fellow apprentice probably wouldn't follow her here.
After all, members of the Lan Family believe themselves to be exceptionally pure.
"Do you mind? We are about to enter the Cold Palace." She hadn't forgotten that Lan Qing was also from the Lan Family.
Lan Qing was only concerned about one thing: "Is it safe?"
"I don't know, but for now, we have nowhere else to go."
Lan Qing was severely injured, occasionally vomiting blood along the way.
If she hadn't been so attentive and prepared with tissues in advance, this bloodstain might have drawn people over.
Chu Qianli helped Lan Qing over the high walls of the Cold Palace and swiftly entered.
Quiet.
Quiet as a ghost town.
