Chapter 130 Drizzle in the Capital

It was raining lightly from the sky, and it sprinkled on the glazed tiles of Qianqing Gate, making a soft rustling sound, and already making everything in the open air wet. Zhu Yunwen, wearing a blue dragon robe, stood on the edge of the corridor, looking up at the misty rain in the sky with his hands behind his back. His brows were furrowed, and sadness spread around him like rain.