C509 Victim

The early summer's wind blew past the back gardens of the imperial palace, all the way until it reached Ji Heng's side. He tightly clenched a leaf in his hand, and his brows tightly knitted, as if there was something troubling him.

Liu Luan stood at the side in silence. Even though it was a sunny day, the atmosphere was strange.

"Are you really going to look for her?" Liu Luan broke the silence