After exiting the main hall, Duan Yue looked up at the remnant rays of the sunset. He then walked toward the Taiji Palace.
Compared to the Taiji Palace, he actually liked living in the somewhat remote Nanqiao Palace.
At least the Nanqiao Palace didn't give him that feeling of emptiness like the Taiji Palace.
That Taiji Palace was too big and empty! He truly didn't like it much.
He ambled along the tall palace walls.
He was not in a hurry at all, so he was also walking extremely slow.
Suddenly, a person who was walking quickly with a lowered head turned the corner and nearly bumped into him.
Duan Yue swiftly retreated backwards to avoid this crash.
The person was startled. When he looked up, his eyes shone as he exclaimed, "Y-Your Highness the Chen Prince!"
Duan Yue swept him a glance and realized it was the young royal guard that had escorted him back to the palace with Wu Yong.
