The night was pitch black.
In the imperial city, Aunt Qin was covered in fresh blood.
The shock in her eyes hadn't faded, but at this moment, she was running frantically into the city.
The two presences behind her did not give chase, instead lying low.
However, the terror that clung to Aunt Qin did not dissipate.
She swiftly entered the palace.
"Aunt Qin, what happened to you?" Seeing Aunt Qin covered in blood, Jin Li was horrified.
At the side, State Duke Yu and Kong Qi, who were supervising the construction of the sacrificial altar, hurriedly approached. They clearly noticed Aunt Qin's dire state.
Seeing Aunt Qin's severe injuries, both of them showed worry and despair in their eyes.
In the past few days, not only were they building the sacrificial altar, but they were also secretly conspiring with Aunt Qin to see if they could get Queen Jin Li out of the imperial city.
Tonight, Aunt Qin stealthily left the city, a sort of trial.