Chapter 1984 [Shang Xie] Leaves the Temple

"Girl, please."

Aze lowered his head slightly, pointing to the gate of Chaoci Palace.

"After you get out today, Miss Xia won't have to be trapped here anymore."

Xia Fuyi glanced at him and walked out.

Aze stood up behind her, his back slowly straightening inch by inch, as sharp and indestructible as a sword. Even though he was still wearing eunuch clothes, he no longer looked like the humble and obedient little eunuch before.

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Xia Fuyi stopped in front of the palace gate.

The golden light shone through the grids of window paper and fell on her eyebrows. She turned her head and looked at Aze, who had completely changed his appearance, and said seriously,

"I won't leave the palace. If his plan today is to get me out of the palace, then I don't have to go with you."

Aze smiled slightly, lowered his eyebrows and said,

"Miss Xia, please rest assured."

Xia Fuyi nodded, turned around and opened the door of the palace with one hand.

She had never left Chaoci Palace these days, and only now realized that the palace had an excellent geographical location. Outside the grand hall was a wide square, and the scattered palaces in the distance were now shrouded in the glow of the setting sun.

Xia Fuyi squinted slightly in the light, but suddenly understood in her heart why so many people were so eager for power.

Golden-red light poured down from the sky. Even though Shenjing City was the most extravagant place in the Shenzhou Continent today, such a grand and luxurious scene that made people feel as if they were in charge of the world could probably only be found in the imperial palace.

"Miss Xia, don't be surprised. The scenery of Zichen Palace is the best in the entire imperial palace. You will have plenty of time to see it later."

Xia Fuyi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Aze in surprise, but Aze just smiled and pointed in a direction.

"The Amber Room is over there."

Xia Fuyi nodded and walked in that direction along the crimson palace wall. She stepped on some scattered bloodstains, while the guards standing in front of the palace gate looked ahead with their swords in hand, expressionless, as if they were unaware of their actions.

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Just as Xia Fuyi followed Aze out of the Chaoci Palace, the sound of stringed instruments in the Taixuan Palace had just begun.

The brightly lit hall was filled with envoys and dignitaries in gorgeous clothes. His Majesty Chiwei had not arrived yet, but the palace was already very lively, as if it didn't matter whether the emperor came or not.

The Regent Prince Changsun Qingzhao was wearing a crimson robe and sitting on the right side of the throne. Even in such an occasion, he sat in a very lazy posture, supporting his face with one hand and pouring wine. The wine flowed into the thin jade cup, and the shallow water reflected his lazy drooping eyes. He looked drunk even before drinking. The Jinliang envoy who was sitting next to him kept trying to strike up a conversation, but Changsun Qingzhao only answered in a few words, with an extremely casual attitude and no respect at all. However, the Jinliang envoy did not dare to have any opinion.

It was not until a eunuch raised his voice to announce the arrival of the emperor that Changsun Qingzhao slowly straightened his collar and stood up leisurely.

Like a silent but intimidating command, the guests who were talking freely just now became quiet and stood up.

The room was completely silent. The flickering candlelight reflected on the wine glasses and also illuminated the long, exquisitely carved pillars high above. After a burst of slow and casual footsteps, someone came out from behind the pillar.

It was early summer, but the man was still wearing a thick, crimson cloak. His long hair was only tied up with a green hairband, hanging down on his crimson clothes, making it look even darker like a crow's feather.