Inside Renshou Palace, one could hear a pin drop.
All eyes were on the stack of bamboo paper in Changxiu's hand. Wu Xiu took the evening paper from Changxiu, unfolded it, and presented it to the front of the veil.
The officials held their breath.
Emperor Ning did not speak immediately. The shadow behind the veil seemed to lean slightly toward the evening paper, carefully reading the words on the paper.
After thirty minutes, Emperor Ning's voice emerged, indistinct in emotion: "Read."
