Signs

Mu Qinghe and Jian Fengchi returned to Imperial City without attracting any attention.

The moment he returned, Mu Qinghe locked himself in his room.

Jian Fengchi wanted to examine his wound but was shut outside the door. He didn't have a good temper himself, and his patience had run out due to Mu Qinghe's reaction. Thus, he couldn't be bothered and busied himself with other things.

Mu Qinghe dealt with his wound himself in his room. There was no expression on his face, and he looked like a block of wood. But everything that happened in the imperial mausoleum was replaying in his head.

Especially… that illusion. Even though he knew that it was an illusion, it still made waves in his heart whenever he thought about it, especially when he was alone. All sorts of images and sounds flooded his mind.

Mu Qinghe closed his eyes frustratedly but found that that person's face grew increasingly clear in his mind.

There was still a smile on her face.