Seeing Qiu Dao being carried away by Feng Qingmo, the Eastern Palace disciples were all terrified!
"What are you doing?" The emperor's majestic voice sounded from behind him.
Everyone hurriedly turned around and knelt down, and just as they were about to call him "Your Majesty", they were stopped by the steward beside Chu Zhe: "Alright, tonight His Majesty has shown mercy, there's no need to stand on ceremony."
Everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to speak. They were afraid that whoever spoke first would get into trouble. One of the guards standing at the very front reluctantly answered, "Go back …" "To reply Your Majesty …"
"Forget it!" Chu Zhe frowned, and interrupted coldly: "All of you, stand down."
Everyone hurriedly bowed and left.
Chu Zhe looked at the empty Eastern Palace Hall and frowned in silence. The steward asked softly, "Does His Majesty not plan on going in?"
"Forget it." Chu Zhe slowly turned around, "Go back."