The Only Choice

In the blizzard, the big black umbrella gradually came to the entrance of the palace and stopped in front of the hundreds of Tang officers, as it closed and revealed Ning Que's and Sangsang's statures under the umbrella.

It was dead silent in front of the palace. Only the howling sound of the blizzard, the pattering noise of the snow against the frozen moat, and their own breathing sound could be heard.

These bigwigs stared at Ning Que and coincidentally frowned. They seemed puzzled about what Mr. Thirteen from the Academy wanted to do on this day when General Xiahou was leaving the city.

The complex and confused looks were actually cover-ups.