Ye Yiheng and Li Yuyue mounted their horses and rode directly towards the Imperial Palace.
Seeing this, Song Guo and several elite Northern Garrison soldiers quickly mounted their horses and galloped behind them.
A bed was carried all the way from the hostel to the Imperial Palace, indeed attracting much attention.
Though it was early morning, there were many early risers in the capital city, and the street was gradually becoming lively.
The bed being carried onto the street, followed by people in Beiliang official attire, quickly sparked discussions among the people.
"What kind of unspeakable thing happened on the bed?"
"It must be something, didn't you see there's a person with a bloodied chest being carried behind?"
"To alarm the Imperial Army, it's definitely a big deal."
"Yes, a disgraceful event related to a bed."
"What do you think is inside the bed?"
"Is this bed evidence, that's why they're carrying it?"
"No, I see there's someone inside the bed curtains."
