Dawn was approaching, and all was quiet. The palace lanterns standing in the courtyard were nearly dim, when a sudden, frigid chill descended upon Yuhe Palace.
Murderous intent!
Shuangxi, keeping watch outside the hall, tightened his grip on his whisk. The old eunuch sprang up, leaping onto a large tree in the courtyard. His aged eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, scanned the grounds for movement.
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