Li Chenyang wanted to personally take Li Xueyue back home, but his court duties didn't permit him to do so. Forced to bid her goodbye at the entrance of the throne room, he watched with uncertainty as Li Xueyue strolled down the enormous hallway.
When she turned a corner and disappeared from his sight, he pressed his lips into a thin line. Servants and guards accompanied Xueyue, but Li Chenyang still feared for her safety, especially in this dreadful Palace. For her, there were more foes than friends.
Li Xueyue didn't let her guard down even though she was far from the clutches of the Emperor and Empress. She couldn't help the unsettling sensation in her gut as if something went horribly wrong, and she didn't even know what it was.
When she saw who was ahead of her, hastily approaching the end of the hallway, she couldn't help but stiffen.
