The Quyang Royal Palace is so vast that even riding a horse, one might not be able to circle it in a single day. Ye Qingci truly couldn't comprehend how those who lived here managed not to get lost.
The scenery of Quyang Country was extraordinarily beautiful, and this palace, in particular, offered views at every three steps and paintings at every five.
Ye Qingci knew Jian Shichu had plans for tonight, and she had initially felt a bit uneasy about it.
However, seeing such splendid scenery, her mood lightened significantly.
A grand procession made its way into Zhilan Garden. Ye Qingci, awed by the riot of crimson blossoms filling the garden, couldn't help but exclaim, "How beautiful!"
Seeing the look of delighted surprise on Ye Qingci's face, Jian Shichu couldn't help but smile, his expression unusually relaxed.
Even though he knew that what lay ahead could very well be blood and chaos, he still took joy in the happiness radiating from his wife's bright smile.
