This carriage has a lot of space inside, and the large one is a bit outrageous. In the carriage, there was even a tea table, which was filled with all kinds of exquisite tea utensils, not only that, fruit plates, pastries, etc.

There was a very pleasant fragrance in the carriage, but the fragrance was not strong, and Zhuohua sniffed and found that the smell was actually coming from the wood that built the carriage.

"Tut-tut, I really don't understand the world of rich people." As he spoke, he threw a grape into his mouth, and when he bit it, the sweet juice burst in his mouth.

The carriage drove smoothly into the palace. Along the way, Zhuohua didn't feel a trace of bumps.

It seems that the horse has been carefully trained. She thought as she lifted the window of the carriage and looked out curiously.

The walls of the four sides, the sky of the four sides.

Although it wasn't really boxy, Zhuo Hua couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he looked at the high palace wall.

Staying here is like being a bird in a cage, and even my mood can't help but turn gray.

People in the palace came and went, and everyone lowered their heads slightly and their eyelids drooped slightly. Everyone hunched slightly, their hands folded in front of their stomachs, and their steps were steady.

Although there were many people, they could barely hear any sound other than footsteps. Everyone is like a shell puppet stripped of their soul, or the kind that has been copied and pasted.

The palace maids' hair was meticulously combed, and even the slightest fold of the clothes could not be found. Everyone seems to be a wandering corpse in this palace. The guards have serious faces, their right hands lightly hold the long sword on their waists, and they have a murderous aura, as if they will pull out their swords and slash at you at any time, unlike the palace maids and eunuchs, their bodies are straight, like the pines and cypresses of ten thousand years, and they can only find the blood of soldiers in their bodies without a trace of cowardice and inferiority. Compared to the soulless palace maids and eunuchs, their eyes were very bright, as if the blades under the sun were shining.

When the palace maids and eunuchs on the road saw Zhuohua's sedan chair, they all quickly stopped and knelt on both sides. When Zhuohua's sedan chair left and there was no longer a shadow, they slowly stood up, reached out to dust off their knees, and continued to walk towards their destination.

Zhuohua touched his chin, and probably guessed something. It seems that this sedan chair may be the so-called royal sedan chair.

Ever since she entered the palace gate, she has been constantly looking at everyone she meets along the way. She found that there was a faint ghost aura between the eyebrows of many people. Although this trace of ghost energy will not have any effect on their lives, it will still damage some of their yang energy in the end. They can't help but feel a trace of depression in their hearts.

Finally, after a long time, the carriage slowly stopped.

It was the familiar hand that lifted the curtain of the carriage in front of Zhuohua.

"Immortal Master, it's here." The soft voice rang out.

Zhuohua walked out of the carriage, and before someone reached out to help her, her footsteps turned and landed lightly on the ground.

The palace in front of you is resplendent and glitters in the sun. The four corners of the palace are raised high, like a phoenix with wings ready to fly, as if it is about to fly into the clouds. The walls are carved with lifelike dragons, highlighting the dignity and status of the owner of this palace.

The gate was hidden, and a small eunuch cleverly ran in to report when Zhuohua's carriage arrived. Therefore, Zhuohua had just stood still for a short time before someone came to speak.

"Immortal Master, Your Majesty invites you to come in."

It's that clever little eunuch.