In the Qianqing Palace, incense was burning in incense burners everywhere. The strange fragrance was so strong that it even made people want to nauseate, but the palace maids and eunuchs looked normal.
The emperor here had just been replaced not long ago, but to them, it seemed as if nothing had changed. If there was some change, it was probably that everyone's face became more wooden, like a puppet, and they looked very secretive.
Xiao Fuzi stayed beside the new emperor, watching his surroundings, not daring to make a sound.
During this period, because the whereabouts of the Sixth Prince remained unknown, the new emperor's temper became more and more violent and suppressed. He was smiling but with a dagger hidden inside, and no one dared to bump into his enemy.
Chu Qing sat on the dragon chair and read the memorials. The wick in front of him had burned several times, and the palace maids who came to add incense had been replaced several times, but he had no intention of resting at all.
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