Before nightfall, the streets of the Capital City became tranquil and enigmatic, lights gradually lit up on both sides, and a few carriages quietly passed by on the road, with the sound of their wheels on the cobblestones creating a pleasant sound that echoed in the silent sky.
The carriage stopped in front of the Third Prince's Mansion.
Princess De Yi, dressed in a red warrior's outfit, descended from the carriage.
Her dark hair fell like a waterfall, her eyes were like autumn waters, her skin as smooth as cream, her face as white as jade, and her nose was high and sharp. It was a strikingly beautiful face, but with long, slender eyebrows that slanted into her temples, complemented by her sharp eyes, giving her a heroic aura combined with a chill as cold as a winter's plum blossom.
She wore a sword at her waist and wrist guards on her arms, her attire resembling that of a chivalrous heroine from Jianghu.
