The moon beamed bright, stars sparse in the sky.
Tranquil Imperial Consort Gu, along with her entourage, arrived at a post station.
All the turmoil had concentrated within Capital City at this time, with no whispers of change stirring outside, and the stationmaster had no inkling that they were dealing with the Empress Dowager and a group of escapees.
By their attire, the leader appeared to be the matriarch of a great clan; those with her looked like her servants.
However, judging by demeanor and appearance, those servants seemed to have more of a dominant household matron's air, not to mention walking with an air of complete disregard for kinship, leaving their young master far behind.
...Quite baffling.
Tranquil Imperial Consort Gu only requested one room, with four guards stationed outside and numerous experts in hiding nearby.