C1588 Beggar Princess(11)

A drop of sweat slid down Chiang Zixi's back, but it did not show on her face. She carried the bundle and walked forward with trepidation. As she walked, she counted in her heart, calculating the time when Ran Xueqing would arrive.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

Just as Chiang Zixi was about to step out of the gates of the Imperial Residence, a familiar voice came from behind her