The two held hands within the Imperial Palace, observing the yellow sky outside, and the bustling crowds. For a moment, they felt an exceptionally slow pace.
This slow motion, this slow rhythm, was something they hadn't experienced in a long time, and for a moment, they were somewhat reluctant to break this situation.
Thus, the two slowly walked toward the palace entrance, taking more than half an hour to saunter leisurely before arriving at the gate, where they had no choice but to board the car.
Speaking of this car, naturally, it must be mentioned that at this moment, Lin Yi was seated in a nuclear car.
After all, the streets of the Capital City were already paved with cement roads, making the ground very flat, driving a car on these streets was not a problem at all.
Besides, if Lin Yi were to ride a horse-drawn carriage now, he would feel it was somewhat inappropriate.
