Yan Caiwei received the call and immediately left the palace. She rode her horse and followed the guard to the Lingbao temple. They passed through many gardens and ancestral halls of the human sect before they arrived at a small courtyard in the depths of the Daoist temple.
"Miss Caiwei, please."
An old eunuch in a Python robe stood at the entrance of the courtyard, smiling as he made a "please" gesture.
Yan Caiwei replied with an "en" and walked through the courtyard with light steps. As she stepped into the quiet room, the hem of her dress swayed gently.
In the quiet room, Emperor Yuan jing and Luo Yuheng were sitting opposite each other on a tea table. On the tea table was a Taoist ancient book and an incense burner, with thin green smoke rising.
Yan Caiwei swept her gaze across the table and saw that there were no delicious desserts. She retracted her gaze in disappointment and cupped her hands in greeting,"Greetings, Your Majesty, greetings, state preceptor."
