章節 337: Old man with a moustache —-2

The journey to the graveyard which was at least an hour away from the imperial palace was a tough one. Liu Hui Ying never thought that the journey that she finished in a few minutes in the carriage will make her bite, curse and yell in the middle of the night by the time she arrived in front of the graveyard she was ready to throw hands with anyone, especially the one who came up with the rotten idea of building this graveyard so far away from the palace. 

" Just what was he thinking ?" Liu Hui Ying asked for the hundredth time she kicked the mud in front of her while standing in front of the graveyard of the imperial family. Her chest heaving up and down as she breathed heavily with her hands clenched on her side as she glared at the metal door that was half open and half closed at the moment with a guard who was asleep on the stool with his eyes shut.