She had never seen the emperor in such a panic, nor had she ever seen Jiang Gao, who was always gentle as jade, transform into such a despotic demeanor. Even the slightest glance made her entire body tremble.
What an aura of kingship.
Her dream awoke, and as she came to consciousness, she found herself already sitting here. For several consecutive days, no one came to look after her. She calmed down gradually, knowing that her father was still alive and aware that the world's great forces still needed a Divine General like He Ruoqinhu.
As long as her father still held such enormous value.
She would not die.
Suddenly, Empress He Ruo's body trembled. She heard footsteps, and when she looked up, the composure and grace she had while observing laborers in Juzhou with Emperor Jiang Yuan were gone, leaving only panic.
The Cold Palace's door opened, and a female official stood outside.
Gracefully beautiful, her demeanor ethereal.
Jiang Cai.
