The imperial court is at war with Western Xia.
The Emperor manages countless affairs, busy with state matters.
The women of the harem, let alone fighting for favor or love,
They never leave their quarters unless absolutely necessary, making no noise if they can help it.
Each one is as obedient as a kitten basking in the sun, remarkably docile, barely noticeable in their presence.
The situation on the court is no different.
Every day in court, unless faced with issues too urgent and significant to resolve on their own,
They absolutely would not provoke the Emperor.
Even those officials who usually enjoy criticizing this or that, now hold their breath, not daring to speak, wishing to shrink into cracks in the ground, desperately lowering their presence to the bare minimum.
Zhao Junyao cast a sharp glance around.
"Report your business quickly, or else be dismissed!"
No one spoke up.
