On the day of the winter solstice, the Tulan Envoy entered the palace.
Qi Yu sat in the carriage, listlessly watching the scene outside the window.
The Ten-mile Street was as bustling as ever. As the end of the year approached, the noise seemed even louder than before.
Many traders from Tulan had also come to the capital city this time. They set up stalls by the roadside every day, selling various exotic and strange items.
Having observed the curiosities along the way, Qi Yu turned to Li Mingjue, who was sitting next to her, and asked, "Can we go for a walk when we get back?"
Li Mingjue noticed that her complexion had improved a lot compared to before, so he agreed, "You can, but don't wander off."
Qi Yu was somewhat speechless; ever since she fell ill, her freedom had been nearly taken away.
She couldn't even go to the back garden in the Prince Residence, as Li Mingjue had instructed Li Bo not to allow her to go places where the wind was strong.
