Without the clear splendor of the full moon, the night sky instantly darkened. Fortunately, Crown Prince Jing Jiahong’s entourage held the palace lantern in their hands. Otherwise, they would really be unable to see their own fingers.
Although Yun Chujiu was very anxious in her heart, her expression remained the same. It was not easy for her to reach the entrance of the Courier Station. Crown Prince Jing Jiahong said a few more words of concern before leaving.
Yun chujiu held the palace lamp in her hand. The sorrow in her heart flowed like a river. What should she do? Putting aside whether she would be struck to death, the courier station was filled with people. In this way, wouldn’t the whole world know that she was struck by lightning?