Lin Xingzhi said, "Zhuangzi dreamed bewildering butterflies! Who knows if it was Zhuangzi dreaming of the butterfly, or the butterfly intruding into Zhuang's dream? Regardless of how Jiaojiao is, even I won't interfere anymore."
As he said this, he stood up and said, "Do not underestimate the Ling family. Let's go, it's time for all of this to come to an end."
As his voice faded, in but a moment, there was no one in the pavilion, only the lingering steam from the hot tea.
...
―――At the Regent King's Mansion.
In the midst of conversation, an unexpected disturbance began behind Yan Nanchen, Princess Duan, among the treacherous soldiers!
All eyes turned to look, and they saw the treacherous soldiers gradually parting to make a way, and a woman in red appeared, walking with an enchanting grace, her beauty multifaceted and alluring.
