Then she turned and headed west.
...
She forgot that people had moved into the Linde Palace today, choosing this path was a mistake.
Meng'er sighed softly, pursed her lips and clenched the small iron rod in her sleeve, applying the borrowed coldness on her face.
Her mind was indeed somewhat unclear these days, constantly contemplating and restless at night, making her dealings somewhat hazy. No wonder every time they met, Mr. Pei looked at her like she was a fool.
If only she had that legendary True Qi, her spirits would be lifted significantly, and she could act more swiftly... but... perhaps that wouldn't be good either.
If everything could be done easily, how would one show sincerity?
Meng'er followed the path she had discovered on her own and walked countless times, stepping one by one up Bright Moon Mountain. By today, most of the snow had melted, and the mountain road was as silent as ever.
