The next day, after the early morning court session.
Emperor He retained only Cui Yun.
The Emperor, clad in his yellow robe, looked somewhat weary after these eventful days, yet his authority remained undiminished.
"Weizhen."
He sighed deeply, calling out in an intimate tone as if he were the kindest elder.
Cui Yun stood respectfully: "Your servant is here."
"It's been some time since I've seen your grandfather, how is he faring?"
"Thank you for your concern, Emperor, my grandfather is still quite healthy."
Emperor He nodded, but quickly moved on to another matter.
"These past months, one thing after another has occurred, and my heart is truly uneasy. Not to mention the courtiers, even the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince have developed tensions because of it."
Cui Yun slightly lowered his eyes, thoroughly concealing any hint of sarcasm.
Tensions?
