Lu Xingjian was utterly fed up with these routine sacrificial rites, yet he had no choice but to attend.
If he has a prince, he can have the prince do it for him.
In the current situation, the prince must not be made public and become a target.
He was exhausted after just one night, and he had no energy left to care about anything else.
"I've ordered Zhang Yong to guard the inner palace. You take good care of yourself and don't worry about anything else. I'll be back by nightfall."
Su Wanwan looked at him with complicated emotions.
In the past, when he went out, he was like a gust of wind, leaving whenever he wanted, and rarely explained anything to her.
These days, people are so fussy and indecisive, it's like a matter of life and death.
For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.
"You need to come back soon, the medicine is too bitter,"
Su Wanwan racked her brains for an excuse, her eyes darting to the lampshade not far away, "Also, that lampshade is too ugly, we'll change it when you come back."
Lu Xingjian looked over and his gaze fell on the cloisonné enamel lamp with a gold-painted landscape and pavilion design.
"Um."
My heart softened slightly.
She has always been capable and never shows weakness.
I rarely act so affectionately and dependent on him like this.
...
Liu Jin, Zhang Yong, and others respectfully saw the emperor off as he left the palace.
Liu Jin's cold gaze swept over Zhang Yong.
The Empress is truly blessed; she has actually recovered.
Once she recovers and joins forces with Zhang Yong, will the emperor still take back power...? A cold glint flashed in Liu Jin's eyes.
We have to film Zhang Yong no matter what!
Without her support, how much trouble can the Empress cause?
Once the capital's army and the Forbidden City's guards are all in his hands, even if the emperor wants to reclaim power, it won't be up to him to decide.
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