Lu Yuan looked up. At the very front of the procession was none other than his Aunt Qiao'Er.
"Honey, let's hurry and see what's going on."
Lu Yuan grabbed Su Liyan's hand, and they hurried over, soon arriving at the West Gate of the Imperial City.
Lu Yuan blocked the dozens of people at the gate and asked, "Aunt Zhao, where are you going with all these people?"
"Oho! My little darling! Auntie has missed you to death!"
Zhao Qiao'Er shouted loudly without any reservation.
This was the Imperial City, surrounded by ordinary commoners, with quite a few Jinyi Guards mixed into the crowd.
Hearing Zhao Qiao'Er's shout, the surrounding commoners all turned to look.
A mature woman, standing six-foot-two, incredibly voluptuous and carrying plenty of flesh on her bones.
"My god, where did this beautiful young madam come from?"
"In broad daylight, saying such shameless things without a hint of decency."
"How could anyone not be tempted by a sight like that!"
