Chapter 169 Book 4 Blatant Disrespect
The gates of Qinglan State's grand capital stood tall, their golden inlays gleaming under the afternoon sun. The roads leading to the palace were lined with towering red pillars, draped in banners bearing the royal sigil—a golden qilin upon a sea of deep blue. Li An, clad in a flowing robe of midnight silk embroidered with silver cranes, watches from inside the carriage at the grandeur before her. Beside her, Concubine Su sat quietly while also looking at the scenery outside, while Long Hai, donned in a simple traveling garb, rode slightly behind the carriage. Alu and Misha, walked quietly, their eyes downcast, while a handful of guards escorted them, their hands never far from their weapons.