Rustle, rustle, rustle!
The rain hit the eaves, and the palace lanterns in the long corridor swayed slightly.
The empress dowager was wearing a dark red phoenix dress and sitting on a carved palanquin. She was holding a book in her hand and covering the title of the book with her big sleeves. Her sparkling almond-shaped eyes were seriously reading it, like an empress dowager auditing politics.
Hongyu, who had an extraordinary appearance, was walking in front of the palanquin, holding a palace lantern for the empress dowager's illumination. She muttered softly, "The tunnel in the side hall has already been dug. I heard from the artisans that we can run directly to the Prince of Jing Estate. If we continue forward, we can even go to Literary Virtue Bridge."
