At the foot of Da Sui Sword Palace, there is a small town named "Qingping."
The streets and alleys were bustling with people, lively and boisterous.
A little girl with fair skin and pigtails, dressed in a red skirt, squatted in front of a sugar painting stall, staring intently at the vendor who skillfully drew a lifelike phoenix with syrup.
This was the third day Xie Xuanyi took Jiang Huang down the mountain.
Since the incident where Xie Zhisu was demoted and stripped of his titles, some time had passed. The turmoil on Jiangning's side had settled, and Qian San personally came to deliver a letter.
The letter was full of gratitude.
In theory, Xie Xuanyi could have made a public appearance, but he still hadn't received a "message" from Chen Jingxuan.
Xie Xuanyi found it strange but was not anxious.
