Elopement is an exciting affair, and Tang Shu's expression was somewhat exhilarated. Keeping everything simple, Tang Shu heeded Zhang Ziwen's advice and didn't bring any belongings; the two of them left the attic one after the other.
At this time, the eastern sky was a gentle red; the sun seemed like it could peek out from the gold-red clouds at any moment. The morning air was at its freshest. The flowers and trees in the Royal Garden were dusted with dew, emitting bursts of fragrance, fresh and pleasant.
The Palace Inner Court was simply too vast. Parked alongside the attic were several eco-friendly four-wheeled battery cars, presumably for transport within the palace. Zhang Ziwen, in a suit and wearing an earpiece and a pair of cool, aloof sunglasses, had transformed into Tang Shu's personal bodyguard.
Taking Little Shu on an eco-friendly battery car, Zhang Ziwen didn't need Little Shu to direct him; he guessed the direction and drove towards the palace gate.
