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Back in the Jade Capital, Li Yuan’s physical body, seated inside the imperial palanquin, maintained just the right amount of vacant daze, exactly befitting the image of a gravely ill Emperor being paraded before the people.
Outside, the city bustled with life.
The districts previously ravaged by the Lotus Cult were still under reconstruction, scaffolding climbing where ruins once lay.
At the same time, hidden shadow guards prowled quietly through the streets, watching from every corner. Anyone who so much as hinted at malicious intent was captured on the spot without a sound.
The 3,000 newly appointed imperial guards formed an unbroken wall around the Heavenly Son’s palanquin, cutting off anyone who tried to approach.
After some time, the carriage stopped before a small but elegant mountain.
It stood about three hundred meters tall, its slopes a riot of spring blooms, trees thick with fragrant flowers. At its summit rested a palace-like pavilion, ancient yet graceful.
A winding stone path led upward, twisting and curling through verdant shade.
Xie Wei supported Li Yuan as he stepped down from the palanquin and said softly, “Your Majesty, let us take a walk up Qilin Mountain.”
Li Yuan lifted his gaze, scanning the mountain before them, momentarily distracted.
“What is it, Your Majesty?” she asked gently.
Li Yuan blinked, his voice calm and faintly amused. “Nothing…just thought it’s a little small.”
Xie Wei couldn’t help...
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