The strong wind brought the night rain and rolled up the curtain into the room.
The beaded curtains made exquisite noises, and the candles of the palace lanterns swayed in the wind, flickering like gossamer threads.
The green smoke was swirling, the sound of wooden fish being broken was heard, and the sound of crying and footsteps could be heard far away from the Qianzhong Palace.
Empress Xiao was still leaning on the couch with a calm expression, twisting a jade chess piece between her fingers, clasping the chessboard lightly, lowering her eyes slightly, still with an indifferent smile on her lips.