Gu Lan could only cooperate and pretend to be spiritually drained, closing her eyes and spacing out. Initially, she could still feel the slight pain brought by the Heart-devouring Incense. Now, she needed to smell the scent to perform, as the incense had completely lost its effect on her.
In the middle, Rong Jing even amusingly asked her to guess where they were. Upon discovering that Gu Lan had already guessed it was the Imperial Court, he angrily flicked his sleeves and left.
"He gets angry too easily, feels like he could go mad anytime." Gu Lan recalled Rong Jing's icy, pale face, unable to help but think.
She tilted her head, her gaze falling on the dilapidated wooden door, memories drifting back to the night two days ago.
The day before yesterday, Gu Lan suddenly found herself bored and tried to knock on the door in the middle of the night.
