Ning Yue looked at the person before her, a complex emotion swirling in the depths of her eyes.
After a long while, she sighed and said, "Princess, why must you insist on guarding this place? It would be better to let me bear this sin alone."
The one addressed as Princess suddenly chuckled softly, tilting her head to look at her, "Ning Yue, you are mistaken. The one who insists on guarding this wretched place is not me, but you."
With that, she transformed into a wisp of smoke and vanished within the palace.
Ning Yue looked at the empty palace, tears dropping blankly from her eyes as she murmured, "Am I the one who is wrong?"
Outside the city, Qi Yu and Li Mingjue were still roaming about in that underground palace.
With the faint light of a candle, they carefully examined the place.
