Luodu, Imperial City.
The night was deep.
The vast palace stood on the earth, spreading across the expansive Han Baiyu Ground Palace Square.
Inside the Imperial Study Room, a man of outstanding bearing, clad in a brocade dragon robe adorned with gold threads, sat quietly at the desk.
There was a hint of heroism between his brows, but also an abundance of enchanting beauty that seemed out of place on a man. He rested his chin on his hand as he flipped through the neat stack of documents on the desk, frowning slightly before letting out a long sigh.
The candle flame flickered intermittently, and after a while...
A figure in a striking red palace dress, embroidered with phoenix patterns in gold thread around the waistband, walked gently and gracefully behind the man.
Delicate fingers extended to gently massage his temples, and with her cherry lips slightly parted, she spoke softly, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"
