In the sky dome, imperial carriages adorned with different standard banners like 'Eastern' and 'Golden Dragon' sped swiftly through the checkpoint, racing across the flat ground.
Inside the carriage in the center, Emperor Jia Ning of the Eastern Dynasty sat steadfastly in his position. His crown robe, with a black base and embroidered with the Twelve Chapter Patterns, highlighted his innate aura of authority.
Suddenly, Emperor Jia Ning crushed the Sound Transmission Pearl in his hand, sighed lightly, and closed his eyes.
Whether Dongfang Xingsong lives or dies is of no consequence. After all, although she is my daughter, she grew up in Prince Ji Mansion, essentially adopted by them.
It was expected that my daughter Dongfang Xinglan would defy orders, but who resolved the threat from the Observatory for her?
However, she has nowhere to run, so there's no need to worry.
But the mysterious disappearance and death of Prince Ji, Dongfang Zeyang, troubles him greatly.
