"Cough, cough, cough..." Yun Poxing coughed incessantly in agitation, "Such sharp methods, may turn against us in the future! Cough, cough, cough!"
"My Great General!" The Empress of Xiliang turned to look at Yun Poxing, her voice indifferent, her eyebrows deep and solemn, with desolation in her eyes, "If this continues, will Xiliang still have a future? As long as Xiliang can survive, no matter how it turns against us, even if it sends me to hell... I would have lived up to the subjects of Xiliang, lived up to my father, lived up to my ancestors!"
The Empress of Xiliang no longer hesitated and ordered all the Taiyi from the Imperial Medical Bureau to head to Shouan Palace, as the Empress Dowager's health was in dire condition... summoning the Zhai family, one of the Eight Great Families from the Empress Dowager's maternal family, to the palace quickly.
