Xin Lin walked out of the palace gate and saw a chariot parked at the entrance.
When she came in earlier, there had been no chariot.
Xin Lin's eyes darkened slightly.
"Princess."
Behind her, Captain Yang walked over. It happened to be his turn on patrol; seeing Xin Lin, he stepped forward to greet her.
"Captain Yang, this carriage is?"
Xin Lin pointed at the chariot.
"It's the Crown Prince's chariot. He went to the Empress's palace."
Captain Yang said casually.
The people in the Imperial Palace had always thought highly of the Crown Prince. He was much more amiable than the Third Prince.
Long Qingxuan, huh?
Xin Lin glanced at the chariot, her expression unreadable, and left the palace.
Inside the Imperial Palace, Long Qingxuan and Empress Feng sat side by side. Empress Feng asked in surprise,
"My son, what do you want these things for?"
On the desk lay a few strands of Shi Fei's hair, which Empress Feng had taken from Shi Fei's bedchamber earlier that day.
