One Memorial Decides the Fate

"Rise, all of you," the Empress Dowager commanded solemnly, raising her hand slightly as she looked at the assembled ministers.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," the ministers responded in unison, standing up and making way for her.

With the help of her maids, the Empress Dowager walked to the throne, turned to face the ministers, and spoke with a cold and severe tone, "I am but a woman, and according to the law, women should not interfere in politics. I should not be here in the Golden Throne Hall. However, today, the emperor is unconscious, and instead of thinking about how to wake him, you are here fighting over the royal succession? Deciding the Royal Heir?"

"Are you planning a rebellion?" Her voice was icy, and the ministers were struck with fear, not daring to speak.

"Prince Gong, I hear you support the Fourth Prince as Royal Heir, is that correct?" the Empress Dowager asked, turning to Prince Gong.

Unfazed, Prince Gong bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."