Su Yaogeng nodded.
After finishing lunch, tidying up a bit, Su Yaogeng and Han Jing, along with Xiao Xue, instructed someone to prepare a carriage to enter the Imperial Palace.
Lianwu naturally prepared to follow, but Han Jing ruthlessly stopped him: "You cannot go."
Lianwu...
What are you saying, woman? If it weren't for you being Xiao Xue's mother, I'd rather not deal with you, okay?!
Han Jing looked at Lianwu speechlessly: "As the Ghost King, don't you have even a bit of common sense? In a place like the Imperial Palace, do you think you can enter unscathed?"
Lianwu...
"Hmph," Lianwu was extremely displeased, but indeed, he couldn't go to that place.
Because he was just a smidge away, but now he was still a ghost spirit, not human.
