Emperor's Meeting

Song Jia and Sun Xun took the chance to catch up.

Song Jia had come out from her Spiritual Artifact and was now on her bed, lazing around.

There was no worry of having someone eavesdrop on their conversation, as Song Jia had placed a talisman on the walls.

Soon, the two had finally deactivated the sound stone.

The two, though separate, were able to sleep peacefully.

Whereas, the ones in the Imperial Palace were the opposite.

Especially for Huang Yimu who lay wide awake on her bed.

Her face was tear-stained and her nose stuffed.

She felt the coldness all around her. Not even her bed was warm.

She was alone.

The darkness was consuming her, penetrating her heart.

Ding Wu, the Fifth Prince who had just lost his child, was now alone in his own room.

He drank one bottle after another.

To the stewards outside, their hearts ached to see him this way.

They pitied him for having lost a child so soon.