In the early morning, the sky is not bright yet, the sun has not risen yet, and the sky is gray.
The city gate made a long grunting sound as the axis turned. At the same time, two inconspicuous carriages flowed out of the city against the people who had gotten up early to go to the market. They were followed by a few people on horseback. One of them was a young man with a sword. Handsome but cold, at first glance, this group of people looked like ordinary wealthy businessmen going out.
A guard who opened the city gate looked at the two carriages inadvertently, and then was stunned for a moment.
Strange, why does the groom on the last carriage look a bit like Mr. Xue Dingzhi, the leader of the Silver Guard?
Before the thought was finished, the guard stopped this ridiculous thought and joked in his mind, if that was really Mr. Xue, wouldn't the person in the carriage be His Majesty the Emperor?
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