The autumn wind was bleak, the dry leaves had fallen, and the sky was overcast.
Outside the Qin family, there were no special signs, only two white lanterns hung at the gate.
The guard at the gate, Shi Wen, exhaled a breath of turbid air. According to his teacher, working or studying in such weather was truly miserable.
"Old Wen, I can't believe you're the one on guard duty." Dressed in plain white attire, Dan Chixia greeted him: "I thought the Imperial Guard would be handling security here, especially since His Majesty is present..."
"The Imperial Guard is inside, you just need to walk in and you'll see the commander receiving guests—but he's got it better than me, at least he has a chair to sit on." Shi Wen said with folded arms: "Do you have an invitation? If not, then kindly keep rolling away."
"You're still as grumpy as ever..." Dan Chixia sighed, pulling out a black invitation with gold trim to register with the Patrol and Punishment Department officer at the gate.
