Outside the imperial court.
Bellowing yellow sands spread from the official road, the figures in the front had come near, and behind was an endless sea of densely packed dark shadows.
Di Yelei and several capable generals were all riding on horseback, slowly advancing toward the ten miles of pavilion.
Seeing the ten miles of pavilion was already in sight, Tang Ji's eyebrows eased slightly, "Why hasn't there been any news from His Majesty? Could it be that there's really been trouble at the court?"
"Hmph! Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, that person who knows full well that Sisi is his child, yet deliberately indulges... those who harm her, probably already says a lot about many problems!" Zhang Peng was seething with anger.
"Brother Zhang, you really mustn't say such things again in the future, beware of walls having ears."
