Xue Fanxin did not know anything about the Ye Dynasty and the various factions in the Mystic Realm. In a few blinks of the eye, she was brought to a gorgeous palace by Ye Jiushang.
It was not just a pretty building though; it also had a defensive function. The walls vaguely gave off spirit energy fluctuations. At a glance, one could tell that they were not built with ordinary stone.
The various facilities in the room were also extraordinary. Even a chair was valuable.
It could be seen that the people who lived here either had extremely noble statuses or powerful backers.
Ye Jiushang brought Xue Fanxin to a warm jade bed in the room. When the palace maid saw this, she gave way respectfully and knelt on the ground to greet them.
"Greetings, Ninth Lord."
"Xin'er, come and take a look at the Consort Dowager." Ye Jiushang ignored the maids. Instead, he sat by the bed and looked at the unconscious woman with a nervous expression.
