"Cough, cough..."
"Rong'er, why are you coughing? Are you not feeling well?"
"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing. Oh, we're almost there. Let's prepare; we'll soon see the Empress Dowager and the young Emperor."
"Oh, alright."
Currently, Zhao Rong is going to meet with the Du Gu clan, who just sent someone to call Zhao Rong over, though it's unclear what it's about.
However, little Qian'er hurriedly joined in, leaving Su Qingdai and Li Bai behind in the carriage.
Zhao Rong led little Qian'er to the emperor's traveling quarters.
This was the largest carriage in the current procession, pulled by over ten Dragon Colts.
Majestic and grand, the purple jade and bright yellow dignified curtains hung deep, surrounded by a multitude of Xue Can and other Crescent Moon Li maidens, along with formidable guards protecting it.
This time, they were going to Sacrificial Moon Mountain.
Half of Hanjing was practically vacated, and the Moon Pavilion was all but emptied.
