Emperor Yongye's eyes deepened.
"Ah Ling, don't talk nonsense."
Dongfang Lianhua gripped her daughter's hand; her palm was ice-cold. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Emperor Yongye's darkening expression and the murderous intent that was revealed as soon as the words 'secret edict' were mentioned.
Accompanying the Emperor was like accompanying a tiger; Ah Ling had caused a big disaster this time.
Dongfang Lianhua steeled her heart, preferring to die to protect her daughter's life should Emperor Yongye become enraged.
Turning his back, Emperor Yongye's face was a tumult of light and shadow.
That secret edict left by the late Emperor was related to his imperial throne, a chronic anxiety of his for many years; he had Feng Zhanlian investigate, but there had been no news.
Today, at last, there was a lead.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Prince Wu requests an audience from outside."
Li Qing spoke from outside.
Dugu Wu.
Why has he come again?
