Lin Jiaojiao hurried back to the Regent King's Mansion and settled down in Minghua Pavilion, looking at the shadow guards guarding the courtyard and Ye Ming who escorted her back.
She said, "Ye Ming, guard the mansion tightly and do not give the Prince any worries."
"Yes." Ye Ming bowed his fist and bowed his hand, appearing extremely cautious.
Lin Jiaojiao glanced worriedly at the door and then followed Xuemei into the room.
Xiao Niqiu sat in the hall, not daring to move, and looked around from time to time, feeling very uneasy.
...
--- Imperial Palace Gate.
The palace wall stood tall, and the Imperial Army guarded it as well. solemn and majestic palace gate, with Imperial Guards on both sides.
Each of them holding a straight long spear, standing straighter than the spear, their eyes fixed forward, not daring to slacken for a moment.
In the cold of winter, they couldn't move at all, and in the summer, they couldn't swat mosquitoes even when they crawled on their faces.
