In the twenty-eighth year of the Jin Dynasty, it was the beginning of the twelfth lunar month.
"His Majesty ordered Chunyu Ming to enter the palace to see the Holy Spirit..."
"My daughter accepts the order." A woman in plain clothes knelt on the ground with her face lowered. Her face could not be seen clearly. She could only faintly see red and purple marks intertwined, which looked even more ferocious under the dim light.
After the person who delivered the message left, the woman stood up and looked at the retreating figure outside the door, her eyes sharp and filled with some emotions that others could not understand. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and smiled: "Gu Qingyi, Chun Yulian, I'm back."
