Erlang Shen's pursuing forces clung to us like medicated dog-skin plaster, impossible to shake off. I pulled Brocade-haired Mouse as we wove through the clouds, her wrist trembling slightly in my palm.
"This way!" I dragged her through a seam in the moonlight.
The scene suddenly opened up before us—the back garden of Guanghan Palace, where the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom. Brocade-haired Mouse stared in wide-eyed shock: "How do you know about the secret passage to the Moon Palace?"
Chapter 146