Follow me into the palace... Zhao Douan took a deep breath and quipped:
"Your Majesty, returning to the palace in such fashion, I wonder how many eyes will be startled. After today, what kind of storm will arise in the Nine Roads and Eighteen Prefectures."
Not long had passed since the Empress's ascension. Besides a select few like Xuan Yin, Prince Jing, and Mu Prince who might know or guess, the vast majority of the world was still unaware of this event.
"Let us hope this storm can be quelled swiftly." Xu Zhenguan said softly.
Even she understood in her heart that resolving the Eight Princes' Rebellion entirely would not be simple or easy.
The monarch and minister teamed up, walked out of the inn, and as they descended the stairs, they happened to meet the inn's waiter coming up.
He stared dumbfounded at the man and woman draped in dragon robes and official attire, extraordinarily handsome and graceful, and the water kettle in his hand clattered down the stairs, rolling away.
