Moreover, what kind of person is the Empress? Even though the Empress is working in the outer palace, everyone is happy to follow her. After all, what master can protect the lives of their subordinates in the face of life and death?

After Shen Mingzhuang finished speaking, everyone's expressions showed more or less a hint of joy, and they ate their meal more happily. Shen Mingzhuang took a bite of the roasted lamb chop in a good mood. The crispy crunch of the bite, along with the sound of the special roasting sauce, made everyone's appetite soar.

Everyone enjoyed the meal, but after dinner, the accumulated fatigue settled in, and everyone went to rest.

Shen Mingzhuang was quite full. Although she had enjoyed the meal, her stomach was now so full that she couldn't fall asleep in bed. So she lay flat on her back, staring blankly into space.

Shen Mingzhuang didn't know whether He Wenqing would actually examine Jiang Wang, and what if he refused. Although he was inclined to believe that He Wenqing would help, he was still a little worried. He sighed and turned over.

The wind was howling outside the window. The window, which was clearly closed, was suddenly blown open, and a large gust of wind mixed with moisture blew in from outside. Shen Mingzhuang didn't want to move, so he lay on the bed, thinking that he would close the window later when he was going to sleep.

But the window was swaying back and forth in the wind, making a very unpleasant creaking sound. Shen Mingzhuang frowned, but still got up and went barefoot to close the window.

Splash—

Just as he reached the window, it started to rain outside. The raindrops pattered on the eaves, and the fine rustling sound of the rain echoed in the room. The moon had long since disappeared, and the fields were pitch black. Shen Mingzhuang closed the window and was about to lie back down on the bed when he heard footsteps outside.