The night was a haze, lanterns flickering.
This was a rather serene room.
Elegant, spacious, with blue bricks on the floor, it was devoid of ostentatious decorations.
This place was none other than the boudoir of the Tang Empire's Empress.
On normal days, she would naturally reside in the imperial palace, but if she were to make an incognito visit, or consult the State Preceptor within the Star Picking Observatory, she would stay in this courtyard not far from the observatory.
The boudoir of the Empress, naturally, no one dared to approach. Although out of necessity she had lent the courtyard to Fang Yang, she did not allow Fang Yang to enter her boudoir directly.
However...
This stern command might have meant something to others, but to Fang Yang it was utterly meaningless.
Instead, it provoked a sense that there was "nothing to be found here".
The great Demon Lord, how could he possibly succumb to an order from the Empress?
