The smoke screen from the burning wine banners enveloped the long street, and the sound of shouting and killing inside the tavern was deafening.
Si Caogui's bamboo hat had long been lost, revealing his weathered face, his eyes fixated on the swaying carriage curtain.
The two people inside and outside the carriage had been old acquaintances for twenty years, but there was no joy in reuniting with an old friend.
The 'Princess Liyang' lifted the carriage curtain and slowly stepped out, calmly saying, "It's been a long time."
Si Caogui looked at the woman in front of him, her face was that of Princess Liyang, but those eyes were so familiar, always like a quiet black lake with fire flowing beneath the surface. Moreover, the official gateway could not deceive anyone.
Si Caogui was certain, the woman before him was Lu Ye, a name that didn't seem like a woman's name.
