Now that she's back in the palace, everything seems to have returned to its original state, only her state of mind has changed.
Upon arriving at the palace, Shen Jintang devoted all her energy to government affairs.
On the one hand, it was to distract herself from thinking about Gu Zhixing; on the other hand, the situation of the displaced people was urgent.
She sat at her desk, her gaze fixed intently on the memorial, her fingers lightly tapping the tabletop, her brows furrowed slightly, as if deep in thought.
Although she had made thorough arrangements to minimize casualties among the refugees, she was still worried that even with meticulous planning, an accident might occur.
And so, she stayed in the palace for half a month.
During this period, the plan progressed exceptionally smoothly, but the issue of the refugees was gradually exposed, and the situation began to destabilize.
The Crown Prince's faction also began to get restless. Like cats whose tails had been stepped on, they were jumping up and down in a panic, looking for an opportunity to launch an attack.
Shen Jintang sat in his chair, his eyes sharp, his mind scanning the faces, both overt and covert, in the court.
She gave a slight, cold smile, already having made up her mind.
"Xing Hui, is all the evidence ready?"
Shen Jintang looked out the window; the sky was already beginning to lighten, and the time for the morning court was approaching.
Let's end all of this at the morning court session today.
"Thump!"
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and the door to the room was kicked open. The heavy wooden door made a dull thud from the violent impact, causing the candlelight inside to flicker slightly.
The guards surged in like a tide, each clad in iron armor, with swords at their waists, exuding a murderous aura.
A tense atmosphere instantly filled the room.
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