Guangling County, Zhen Nan Prince Manor.
In the small courtyard, ivy climbed the corners of the walls, and the ground was paved with green cobblestones, glistening with the moisture of rain and dew year-round.
A few willow trees leaned against the roots of the walls, rustling gently as the wind passed through.
A giant rock stood on the right side of the courtyard, with a pond beneath it, where a few lotus leaves floated and occasionally, a small fish would flick its tail across the water's surface.
Inside a room in the courtyard, wind chimes hung from the eaves, and as the breeze swept by, they chimed with a crisp sound.
Mu Yunxi sat by the window, gazing out into the courtyard, seemingly deep in thought.
An old woman standing beside Mu Yunxi said, "Saintess, something seems amiss with the Deceit Suppression Bureau."
In truth, Mu Yunxi had sensed it even without Feng Lin stating it.
