In the Imperial Palace, everything was as usual—quiet, solemn, with not a trace of unease in the air.
It wasn't until the Fake Empress in Yihe Palace had begun to remove her makeup, bathe, and prepare for bed by dismissing her servants that the surroundings started to feel out of the ordinary.
Standing in the spacious room, Yun Ji slightly furrowed her brows, feeling something off about the energy.
Just as she intended to lift a floorboard to absorb essence, the outside suddenly lit up brightly.
The brilliant light illuminated the entire Yihe Palace, as bright as day, so dazzling that one could hardly keep their eyes open.
Yun Ji's heartbeat quickened, a bad premonition forming in her mind.
Suddenly, numerous silhouettes appeared outside the windows and doors, placing something upon them.
Yun Ji took a step forward, and a powerful burst of golden light exploded in front of her, startling her into retreating several steps back.
