The Legend of the Cold Moon Palace

The scenery of the Cold Moon Palace was especially beautiful at night. The celestial aura was also more abundant.

In the distance, a quiet river was flowing slowly, and its sound resembled beautiful music.

Qin Yu walked up to the bridge. In the dark, he could vaguely see a rather beautiful figure by the railing of the bridge.

"Mr. Qin is still not asleep?"

Before Qin Yu could speak, Saintess Gu asked.

"Saintess Gu?" Qin Yu asked in surprise. "Why are you here so late at night?"

"Just like you. It's hard for me to fall asleep," Saintess Gu smiled and said.

Qin Yu walked to her side.

Both of them looked like the spirits in the night, looking a little lonely.

"Saintess Gu, I have a few questions to ask you. Please forgive me if you're offended," Qin Yu said as he bowed.

"Let's chat while we walk," Saintess Gu smiled and said.

"Alright." Qin Yu agreed.