After watching Ye Ming place the spear, she left Minghua Pavilion with the people from her own courtyard.
A wise person does not stay under a dangerous wall; this place is not suitable for a long stay.
Winter nights darken early, before 19:00 the sky was completely black, and people were returning home amidst the wind and snow.
"Prince!"
Ye Ming is now at the entrance of Minghua Pavilion. Seeing Yan Sihan, he hurriedly bows in greeting.
At this moment, he is feeling very nervous, thinking that there are some things he should remind the prince of.
So, he braced himself and said, "Prince, gifts have arrived from North Mo."
As he spoke, Ye Ming did not dare to lift his head casually, maintaining his respectful stance.
Hearing this, Yan Sihan's brow slightly furrowed. After giving Ye Ming a glance, he went straight through the courtyard gate without saying anything.
As expected, there stood an eye-catching Silver Dragon Spear in the courtyard.
