"Ziqing, my efforts to write poetry and make hair dye for you weren't in vain! Best brothers for life!" Zeng Anmin thought.
CLOP CLOP CLOP. The sound of hooves echoed as the procession arrived before an extremely luxurious residence.
Prince Qi's Mansion. The three large characters gleamed, though under the dim moonlight, they lacked their usual dazzling luster.
"Halt!"
Two Imperial City Guards were already stationed at the entrance. Seeing Bai Ziqing's procession, they barked the command with expressionless faces.
Bai Ziqing threw them a mild glance and waved his hand without a word. Seeing this, Huang Shi stepped forward, pulled a document from his chest, and handed it over.
"Hmm." The guard at the door glanced at it and stepped aside.
"Move in!" Huang Shi waved his hand.
Thirty Imperial City Guards filed through the main gate. Zeng Anmin dismounted and followed behind Bai Ziqing, making his way into Prince Qi's Mansion as well.
