In the past, he had once been summoned by King of Dayue, Duan Ruo, to enter the palace for questioning. At that time, the Dayue Palace was also filled with this type of incense, so he remembered it.
The palace was lit up everywhere, very bright, not at all like a place about to retire for the night.
Under the curtain leading to the east, a five-colored bead curtain hung, shadows faintly visible behind it. At this moment, a slow and steady voice came directly toward Yang Yi's gaze: "You've come?"
Yang Yi turned his body fully, watching the figure slowly emerge from behind the bead curtain, gradually tightening his lips.
The Emperor lifted the curtain and walked out with his hands behind his back.
"You really know how to pick your timing. A moment longer and I would have retired for the night. The Imperial Hospital forbids me from staying up late; even if you wanted to come in, you couldn't."
