Li Junfeng followed the eunuch's trail and finally arrived at a huge and magnificent palace called the Palace of Silhouette.
The six servants put down the palanquin on the ground carefully and slowly as if they were afraid to bump into anything lest their head would be chopped off.
There were a dozen of palace maids standing in a row, waiting for whoever person riding in the palanquin to step down. Two walked out to escort this important person out, waiting at either side of the door which was covered with curtains made of higher materials.
The surrounding was especially silent as if they were afraid to make a sound. Then, a delicate and white hand, reached out across the curtains. The hand was whiter than jade and softer than silk.
A male servant helped the person out of the palanquin and soon, a woman came down. Once her feet touched the ground, everyone gasped in wonder and amazement. Her beauty was ethereal and her temperament was noble.