A Strange Case in the Imperial Palace: Tales of the Embroidered Uniform Guard

At the hour of the rat, the water clock’s chimes echoed through the silent palace, growing louder with every toll, each one striking at the heart.

Inside the weaving room, candlelight flickered, stretching the shadows of those present long and thin.

Li Cui’s body had already been carried away, but the pool of dark brown blood on the floor remained untouched, circled in white lime. The sight was horrifying.