Changming Palace

Gu Qingxue furrowed her brows and pinched Gong Lingyu's little nose. "How can I be at ease? I should be worried about what you've said. Alright, since you and the empress dowager have already discussed this matter, I won't worry about it."

Gong Lingyu hummed in a sweet tone and smiled as she snuggled into Gu Qingxue's arms.

The carriage drove all the way to the palace gate and stopped.

Gu Qingxue got out from the carriage with the help of the palace servants. She raised her head and looked at the sky, which had already turned dark.

The night gradually shrouded the sky. By the time Gu Qingxue and Gong Lingyu walked into Changming Palace, where the banquet was held, the sky was already completely covered by the night. There were lights on both sides of the road outside Changming Palace, and the inside of the palace was brightly lit, so bright that it was as bright as day.