After three months of the Northern tour, the imperial carriage finally returned to the Capital City.
In the court, everything appeared as usual. The dispute between the North and South persisted. It couldn't be said that all was peaceful, but overall, there were not many changes.
Thus, several months passed.
In Yangxin Hall, Song Yu stood with hands clasped behind his back, silent for a long time.
What should be done, or not done, he had already done it all.
Logically, it seemed there was no turning back, with mistakes simply being compounded.
Yet within his heart, he still felt a tinge of hesitation.
To delay decision-making leads to greater chaos!
Those who accomplish great things must not fear decision-making or cling to life.
But he couldn't control himself, unable to resolve.
