The moon was dark and the wind high, in a certain part of the Beiqing Imperial Palace where the lights flickered, unlike the cheerful song and dance in Chuyun Palace, this place before her eyes was exactly Emperor Beiqing QingShuang's bedchamber.
A large and a small figure, no, along with a moving strange flower, were lurking in front of the bedchamber now.
The wonderful scenes happening in Chuyun Palace, the real Ye Lingyue had no time to appreciate.
After splashing Xue Pianran's face with Melted Gold Water in the glamorous side hall, Ye Lingyue immediately changed into night clothes.
Little Wuya had already gone to Chuyun Palace for her.
With Little Wuya's wit and the ability of Illusion, she believed it should be enough to handle the people inside Chuyun Palace.
Ye Lingyue even thought that if Little Wuya couldn't handle it alone, she would ask Feng Xun for help.
