Mo Xuetong came out just in time. She boarded an inconspicuous horse carriage that had been parked by the side earlier. Then, her carriage went in the same direction as Concubine Yun's carriage. The ordinary horse carriage that was painted with oil was not eye-catching at all, and looked exactly the same as the other horse carriages on the streets. Without a powerful family's sign, no one knew that noble Consort Xuan was sitting inside.

Of course, Concubine Yun was also in the ...