The rain became heavier.
There was a morning fog between heaven and earth, and the ground was covered in a layer of mist.
Qi Han looked at it for a while before turning his gaze to the tightly shut door of the ancestral hall. Her Highness has been inside for quite a while and hasn't come out. I wonder how she is…
Creek!
The door opened, and a thin figure walked out from within.
Qi Han and the rest hurriedly welcomed her. "Your Highness."
Walking closer, Qi Han hurriedly glanced and saw that Chu Liuyue's expression seemed to be amiss.
"What's… wrong?" Qi Han knitted his brows and felt slightly worried.
Chu Liuyue shook her head. "Arrange for more people to guard this place. Without my permission, nobody is allowed to get close."
Qi Han didn't understand why, but he still acknowledged the order. "Yes, Your Highness!"
"Also, seal that secret passageway."
"Yes!"
