Tang Xiaobai's carriage was parked just outside Anfu Gate.
Qin Rong sat at the front of the carriage, watching the direction of the palace gates from afar. Prime Minister Wang Maozhao was striding out, looking calm and composed.
Inside the carriage, the young girl spoke in a low voice: "Very few people have actually seen the Crown Prince. If Wang Maozhao refuses to acknowledge him, who else can prove his identity?"
Qin Rong smiled: "Though not many have seen the Crown Prince, there are quite a few. It's just that most are like me, with insufficient status, and what they say carries no weight."
"Then… what about the Empress Dowager?" Tang Xiaobai asked.
...
As the sun rose above the treetops, it illuminated the threshold of Zhaoren Hall with crisp clarity. The mark left by the Imperial Physician's hurried stumble not long ago was still visible.
Six noble ladies accompanying the Empress were waiting outside the sleeping quarters, each with a different expression.
