"Where are you all going? Show me your travel permit!"
As they entered the territory of Youzhou, they were stopped by the guards at the city gate.
Mingshu's reflex was to stiffen up, as they had never checked so strictly before. She certainly did not possess such a travel document.
Si Chu, standing nearby, was the picture of composure, while Zhui Ying rummaged through a bag he carried and produced a roll of paper, handing it over.
The guard took a look at it and frowned, muttering, "Jincheng, huh? I advise you, orders from higher up are absolute; Jincheng is now only open for entry, not for leaving. Once you're in, don't expect to be able to leave, you'll have to bear all consequences!"
He eyed the group with a less than friendly tone, "Why on earth are you heading to such a place? It's like you're rushing towards death. People inside are dying to get out and can't!"
The situation in Jincheng seemed worse than imagined?
Hadn't they sent plenty of imperial physicians there?
