Princess Consort Ji stormed furiously towards the Imperial Palace; Prince Min did not stop her this time. If she didn't vent that anger, she would surely end up with some ailment, so let her go.
Moreover, if she didn't make a small scene, how would the world know about his grievances, or the importance of imperial power?
Imperial power indeed.
Prince Min looked towards the direction of the Imperial Palace, recalling the words of Emperor Chu, his eyes dark and brooding, as if with a storm brewing within.
Wasn't he afraid?
If he wasn't afraid, why then was he persistently investigating the remnants of the Xia family?
Prince Min lowered his gaze, a barely perceptible mockery playing at the corner of his mouth.
He strolled back to the study, dismissing the attendants, and stepped beyond the screen where an elder sat composedly.
"Does my lord truly intend to follow the decree?"
Prince Min chuckled lightly, "Does the gentleman think I can defy it?"
"But, that person..."
