C138 Don't Leave a Single One
It's evening.
In the imperial palace, a group of people strolled along the small path between the flower gardens in the Ning Li Palace. It was the Empress and her maid.
"Your Ladyship, it's getting cold. Rest early." The maidservant Bi Huan draped over her a silk robe that blocked the cold.
This palace was always a good scenery. Now that night had fallen