The sound of rain outside the window drizzled incessantly, and Xianling City, known as Evernight City, was aglow with the brilliance of Luminous Pearls atop the eaves of the Royal Hall, casting delicate, scattered flecks of light around, faintly spreading across the room through the slanted palace windows.
The ethereal beauty of nature was picturesque, yet it only added to one's restlessness and vexation.
Ning Feiyan's gaze was blank as she stared at the exquisite carvings on the wall, her mind momentarily dazed.
Caught off guard, the unspeakable shame made her furrow her brows in pain, as a sudden flush of alarming allure graced her features.
She instinctively wanted to escape.
The clean, snow-white bedding was adorned with paintings of plum blossoms.
Ning Feiyan's struggle suddenly froze; she seemed to realize something instantly as her usually poised, light-colored eyes became hollow with perplexity.
