Zhu Yu tugged at Lu Liangwei's hand, saying with an edge of fear in her voice, "Miss, how come the Emperor…"
Lu Liangwei shook her head, gesturing for her to stop talking.
Zhu Yu could only shut her mouth and obey her uncomfortably.
The small group walked through the busy streets and finally arrived at a secluded alley.
There was an inconspicuous house at the end of the lane.
The person who opened the door was an elderly man. Although he was advanced in his years, there was not a single strand of facial hair on his face. Lu Liangwei guessed that this man was once a eunuch of the palace and was sent here to guard this house. It was clear that this person was a close confidant of Long Yang.
Long Yang entered the house first. Lu Liangwei did not dare to dawdle and followed him inside.
