Li Zhijie turned his head and instructed the two guards who accompanied him to wait outside the door. He lifted the hem of his robe and stepped through the main gate of the Pingyang City Governor's mansion.
Main hall.
The tea beside Li Zhijie had already been replaced twice, the pale green lattice windows clattered softly in the wind, and he couldn't help but pace back and forth by the fireplace.
Soon, he heard voices outside addressing "Your Majesty" repeatedly, and stopped in his tracks as he saw the cotton curtain being lifted. Bai Qingyan, draped in a padded cloak, was supported by a maid as she entered, followed by a tall man wearing only half a silver mask on his face.
Li Zhijie didn't think much of it and stepped forward to salute Bai Qingyan: "This humble official greets Your Majesty!"
