Xiao Ming Palace was a thousand four hundred and ninety-four yards away from the south entrance of the royal palace in the western direction. It was seven hundred or so yards from the Wei Yang Palace. How long would it take her to get to Wei Yang Palace without alarming the guards in the palaces? And what chapter was the music in the Wei Yang Palace up to?
The southern ambassadors have definitely arrived and been seated already. The Ivy Festival was about to start and she should be able to catch its beginning later but first she needed to know the reason. Luo Luo thought about all these things and was silent. Coldness climbed up on her face and seemed to freeze up the entire palace.
The good thing was that besides the one female servant, there were only two other people in the palace — Luo Luo and the owner of this building. Therefore, no one would rebuke her for her impolite expression.
Xiao Ming Palace was the quietest and most luxurious palace in the royal palaces because the beloved and only daughter of the Divine Queen lived there. Princess Ping Guo, the young girl who sat in the host’s spot, was pretty. She wasn’t exactly matured yet but her expression showed hints of amorousness.