Jiang Yutang was walking in the dark passage of the East Palace.
In the dark night, with scattered stars above his head, he walked behind him wearing a cloak, and in front of him was Wang Quan who led him on the way.
The surroundings were quiet, except for a glazed lamp in his hand. Wang Quan looked behind him from time to time. After getting off the carriage, this Jiang Shizi wore the hood on his cloak, and covered his face tightly.
Like being afraid of meeting people.
Seemingly aware of that gaze, Jiang Yutang raised his head and glanced at him. Wang Quan immediately lowered his eyes, bent his body and said, "Jiang Shizi, here we are."
When Jiang Yutang stepped into the house, he sighed silently.
He had to come today.
Some time ago, he went to Lingruo Temple and could only lie abo
