Bang, bang, bang...
Xie Zhixing rushed out of the palace, urging his excellent horse to go faster and faster, making his heart race along with the bumpy ride. At this time, dark clouds loomed overhead, and fine rain pattered on the trees in the courtyard, stirring up a light tremor. The guards outside the wall were worried about the Emperor's well-being but dared not act rashly.
The raindrops on his face brought a bit of coolness, calming his feverish mind slightly.
Xie Zhixing found it somewhat amusing, what had he done?
Getting up in the night, stubbornly leaving the palace, eavesdropping on the conversation of ministers' wives and daughters, all the dignity he held in the first half of his life now shattered completely. It's nothing unusual for an emperor to act absurdly once, he closed his eyes, still wanting to listen further, but all he heard was the sound of his own heartbeat.
In the next moment, the surrounding environment was like a reflection on water being rippled.
