The cry of the hidden eyebrows soon attracted the patrolmen not far away, all of whom knew Lu Wande, and as soon as they learned of the situation, someone put him on horseback and took him to the clinic in the pigeon coop. She watched the horses gallop away with a grim face, her body was covered with cold sweat, she was already very white, and now her whole body was like a shroud standing up from the coffin.

Her mind went blank, but at the bottom of the inaudible abyss, there seemed to be countless fragments constantly colliding violently.

"Miss Yin, are you okay?" A soldier who knew her couldn't help but ask when he saw her terrible look, "Do you need me to take you home?"

Yin Xin waved her hand, she wanted to leave, but her feet were weak. She tried to tell herself to calm down, but the more she hinted at it, the more flustered she became.

"Can you lend me your horse?" she asked the soldier before.

Hidden eyebrows flipped onto the black horse with a blue and white saddle, and the horse shook its neck disobediently and ran slowly.

"Drive!"

The horse snorted and kicked the jumble of broken steps as if he were intent on doing something against her, shaking his head as if he were laughing at her. The surrounding soldiers gradually gathered and began to whisper at her, letting out a sinister laugh.

Yin Xinmei pulled the reins violently, and the black horse was angry and wanted to throw her down, she reached out by inertia and pulled out a horsewhip from the waist of the cavalryman watching the excitement next to her, and whipped the horse three times in a row, while the other hand pulled out a hairpin on the wig as a spur, and used all her strength to pierce the horse's belly.

The black horse let out a startling roar, raised its front hooves high, and carried her away at a jaw-dropping speed.

The dark horse carried her at a rapid pace, she didn't know where she was going, just like the dark horse under her crotch, she only had to accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again!

"Run, don't stop!" shouted the crazy rider to the crazy mount, and the unruly beast seemed to understand at this moment, and the horsepower accelerated to the maximum gear, and the wind was speeding like no one, leaving behind only pedestrians who had been knocked down and cursed for not being able to dodge.

There were no soldiers to stop her, perhaps because the dark horse looked like a demon, or maybe because she looked like a demon. She asked herself, where was she going? To see Lu Wande, to see the Infant White, to see Semier, or a little further afield, to see those who had long since left her life? To see the tombstone of the old city lord? To see her parents, who did not know whether they were alive or dead, to see the little village where the wind and spirits were washed, to see the people she did not know was in some corner of the world, to see the scrolls that her ancestors might have left behind in some cave?

Who else does she want to see? Who else does she see? Who else does she have? Who else can she tell?

The dark horse may be tired, or perhaps read her mind, and begins to slow down slowly.

A drunken man in a red-gold uniform propped up his upper body from the road and yelled at her, "Your days are over! We'll wait for you to finish!

Yin Xin's eyebrows turned to look at the soldier who was half-lying on the ground, waving his fist at her, and making obscene movements from time to time, and she never said a word. He seemed to take her silence for fear, and cursed even more vigorously.

"Dirty bitch! We'll shred your clothes••••••"

"Chained in the cellar••••••"

"•••••• damn it! What are you trying to do? Get out of here!!"

The black horse stomped on the spot, and then lunged at the man, her right hand, which hung down sideways, like an eagle's claw, and aimed its mouth outwards at his head.

••••••

Now is probably the hardest moment that Yin Xinmei has experienced in her life.

Six hours had passed since she had been taken to the Impatiens Garden, and it was eleven o'clock in the evening. When the two police officers appeared, she thought they were going to send her to prison or a courtroom to wait for her to be released. She asked where they were taking her, only to receive silence as a reply. Yin Xinmei then took out her housekeeping skills and took a nap in the car with an indifferent attitude.

After getting out of the car, she found that she had been taken to the palace, although it was the first time to come, but the Phoenix Garden towering on the white mountain did not need to be repeated, just like the first time she met the emperor, their uniqueness at a glance would naturally show their status.

According to the original plan, the emperor's summoning of Yin Xinmei was at seven o'clock in the evening, and according to the current situation, he must have learned what she had done to the Xiangfu guard, so he sent her in advance. Unlike the Audience Hall, which was only for the morning call, the Waiting Hall was very large and was located on the outside of the Emperor's study. There are more or less courtiers and busy attendants gathered here at any time, and although Yin Xinmei was not pressed with his head and arms crossed when he was sent here by two guards, anyone with a discerning eye knew that there was no difference in nature at all.

The guard departed when he had completed his mission, and although there was no one waiting to be summoned at the moment, there was a constant stream of concubines and servants who came and went, and as an appetizer before dinner, she provided a good conversation for the crowd, as evidenced by the undisguised arrogance and snarky tone.

About half past six there was a sudden commotion, followed by a noisy and noisy voice from outside the pillars, and in a few minutes all the doors were opened, and there was a loud announcement of His Majesty's arrival.

Hidden Eyebrows' stomach began to churn again, and a faint migraine began to jump in the back of her head, and her body was hot and cold, a strange problem that had fallen since she had been brought out of the Black Grave Pit. Her eyes swept around, restlessly speculating on the moment the Emperor appeared in the waiting room.

Sesher III appeared, and he was at the forefront, his decoration similar to that of the daytime patrol, except that the crown, cloak, robe, and sword were gone, replaced by an open crimson hunting coat and a lion's head scepter in his hand. The Emperor was in a very bad mood, his brown-black hair was no longer so shiny, his fur was tied back in the back of his head, his leather boots were splattered with dust, and there seemed to be blood on the lion's head of the scepter. He was followed by a large group of people, footsteps, whispers, and friction like a swarm of buzzing hornets. The Emperor walked through the waiting hall without squinting, and as soon as he entered the study, he closed the door, and only two people were allowed to stay with His Majesty. The rest of the crowd poured into the waiting room, chattering and talking, waiting for their turn to be summoned.

As the minutes ticked by, the door to the study kept opening and closing, opening and closing again, and the waiting room became less and less crowded, until she was the only one left. Except for Wei Nan, no one has said a word to her, and he may have been moved by compassion. Wei Nan kindly asked her if she wanted something to drink, and after being thanked politely, she still asked someone to bring a glass of cider and a piece of honey cake to Yin Xinmei.

It wasn't until about half past eleven that Wei Nan led Yin Xinmei into the study, and happened to meet Sang Jie, who deliberately avoided her gaze and didn't want to salute, she felt that Sang Jie's afterglow stayed behind her until the door of the study was closed after she stepped in.

It was very cold, and not only did the study not have a fireplace, but the windows were wide open. The Emperor leaned on the soft collapse with his legs, struck the ground with his scepter with one hand, and projected a huge tiger head nailed to the wall with a dart with the other.

Hearing footsteps, Seser stopped what he was doing and turned his head.