Puguang Temple had many worshippers. Some noble madams and ladies in the capital usually came here to burn incense.
However, the incident with the second consort of King Yan's Manor last time had sparked bloodshed and a love affair. The holy place of Buddhists had been stained with blood and conspiracy. Then some people felt that this place was not good, so fewer people came here to burn incense, compared to previous years. It was the desolate autumn day.
It was late afternoon, near evening. If someone came to burn incense, they would have already left at this time as long as they didn't spend the night here.
