Nighttime.
Bai Zhi'er, feeling drowsy, was just about to drift into sleep.
However, she heard a series of soft footsteps.
The little one opened her eyes just a sliver.
She saw her father, Bai Xilie, cautiously stepping out of the palace via the side door.
Bai Zhi'er sat up and rubbed her big eyes.
"Daddy? Where are you going?"
Bai Xilie didn't notice his daughter was awake.
Watching her father leave, Bai Zhi'er's sleepiness vanished, replaced by curiosity.
She herself scrambled out of bed, put on her little shoes, hugged her cloth tiger, and sneaked out from the side hall.
The night was deep, and the bright moon hung high.
For some reason, the Imperial Guards usually at the gate were nowhere to be seen.
Bai Xilie followed the palace road straight ahead, and Bai Zhi'er's small figure trailed behind.
She didn't know where her father was heading, but as they walked, the palace road became more deserted.
Bai Zhi'er grew even more curious.
What is Daddy up to?
Suddenly.
