The twilight was like silk soaked in ink, slowly covering the glazed tiles deep within the Imperial Palace.
Golden dragon columns were lit with bright lamps, and two silhouettes paced slowly along the corridor, one behind the other.
The armor of the guards reflected a cold light resembling blue scales in the lamplight, casting its glow on the somewhat tense face of the Crown Prince.
This road to the Yangxin Hall, he had walked hundreds of times, yet this time, every step he took was filled with unease!
For over two months, the Emperor had not convened a major court assembly, and the Crown Prince had not seen the Emperor either.
He naturally sensed the changes within the Imperial Palace.
However, he did not make any unusual moves.
During this period, he stayed honestly in the Eastern Palace, without summoning any ministers or sending anyone to the palace to inquire about news, as if he was completely unaware of the changes happening in the palace.
