In a white robe, Bai Lingmiao, with the help of four lantern-bearing eunuchs, slowly made her way toward the grand hall up ahead.
This place was not the Emperor of Siqi's palace, but his summer retreat; yet even as a retreat, it adhered to the strict specifications of the palace.
As Bai Lingmiao approached the grand hall, she could hear the pleasing sound of music wafting through the air.
Upon entering, she saw over a hundred people sitting on both sides of the hall, smiling and laughing as they jovially clinked cups and exchanged toasts.
Among them were civil officials and military officers, and even a few monks and Taoists, some of whom looked particularly unsettling.
In the center of the grand hall, small-footed beauties were dancing delicately on the palms of armored men, their movements light and graceful in time with the music.
"Is this...a celebration banquet?" Bai Lingmiao was initially at a loss, was this the important event mentioned on the paper crane?
