Third Rank Title

The next morning dawned clear and bright, the crisp air of the capital city carrying a sense of renewal.

Da Xia stood before her mirror, adjusting the pale blue robes she had chosen for the day. Her mind wandered back to the evening before—the warm dinner, the laughter shared with Li Wei, Li Jun, Qingtan, and Little White. It had been a brief reprieve from the worries that constantly weighed on her shoulders.

Today, however, there would be no such reprieve. Da Xia had been summoned to the morning court, and while she had an inkling of what the meeting would entail, she still felt a slight nervousness in her chest. The court would be filled with ministers, generals, and officials—all eyes would be on her.