Ji Fengyan left the palace and hummed to herself as she brought Little Bat through the capital at nightfall. Now that the day's bustle had faded, a peaceful atmosphere lay over the capital. The surrounding hubbub had ceased and only the chirping of insects meshed with the sound of the night wind.
Little Bat crouched on Ji Fengyan's shoulder and tried to speak several times, but each time was silenced by Ji Fengyan lightly placing a fingertip on its little mouth.
Only when they had reached the Ji home and entered her own room, did Ji Fengyan put Little Bat on the table. Then she walked over to the window and looked out.
"That Xing Lou is not really interested in me is he…" Ji Fengyan's expression was a little confused. Not long after she had started walking, she had sensed that someone was following her. His scent was very similar to that of Xuan Wei, who was close to Xing Lou. She had held her horses and only relaxed now that Xuan Wei's scent had disappeared.
