She hurried into the courtyard and looked toward the Ministry of Justice. Sure enough, the sky over there was burning red!
Beneath the dark night, that blaze was the only light, yet it pulsed with a terrifying intensity!
Ye Chutang's hands slowly tightened into fists.
'Shen Yanchuan is in there right now!'
Ye Chutang immediately said, "Prepare the carriage."
The young maid was stunned. "Now? Second Miss Ye, where are you going at this hour?"
Ye Chutang slowly tightened her arms, hugging the black cloak to her chest.
The lingering chill on it seemed to seep into her very heart.
She said, "The Princely Heir left something behind. I'm going to return it to him."
The young maid didn't understand. She wanted to persuade her that it was too late and she could deliver it another day, but before she could speak, she saw Ye Chutang's utterly calm expression and found herself unable to say a word.
"Yes."
The young maid hurried away again and quickly had the carriage ready.
